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“More?”

Nodding, she bit her lip, and I growled as I hinged at the waist and sucked it out from between her teeth. When her mouth opened to me, I sucked on her bottom lip and bit.

Maddie let out a little squeak.

“You bite it, and so do I.” I waited for her to give a little dip ofher chin—yes—then said, “Take off your panties and spread your legs.”

Mercer’s voice made me jump. “There are holsters on the end of the table.”

I growled, wanting to tell him to shut his fucking trap, but having the safety net close by reassured me. A little.

Maddie handed me her panties with a wicked little smile and laid herself back onto the table again. Her eyes remained on me the entire time, reassuring herself. Reassuring me.

When I slid out one of the holsters, I immediately shoved it back into the table with a clatter.

“Is there something wrong?” came Mercer’s serpentine voice.

“Those are fucking metal. If you’re attempting to kill us, there are much quicker ways.”

“Oh no,” said the voice behind the curtain. “You could use a towel or socks to prevent the metal from carrying the current.”

My nostrils flared as I clenched my teeth. I wasn’t here to argue with the little fucker, so I returned my attention to my baby girl. Tucking the wand under one arm, I brought the soles of her feet together. “Bend your knees.”

After she drew them closer to her, I pressed them wide and stared down at her weeping lower lips. She squirmed as I looked at the spiral end and then at the space it would have to fit around her clit. She was too tiny for this tool.

“Daddy, please,” she begged.

“Hold still.”

She did.

I recalled instruments in the case that appeared more fit for purpose than this potato smasher–thingy, so I stepped around the curtain to retrieve it. Mercer faced the room’s exit with his hands shoved inside his pants pockets. He looked over with a brow cocked.

After scanning over them, I pointed at a silver one that was more the shape of a small cock. “What’s that one?”

“A vaginal plug.” He pointed to the smaller one next to it. “And that’s one for the anus.”

Better. I attached the vaginal one to the handle. He stayed silent as I returned to Maddie.

“Spread your lips for me,” I commanded, saving my control by not touching her yet. Once my hands landed on that pussy, this slow, methodical play would end, and I would bury my cock in her cunt instead of this device.

When I slipped it inside, Maddie let go of her lips and grabbed onto the padded tabletop. Her head kicked back and thrashed from side to side.

“Maddie?”

She gasped. “Oh yes!” she half-whispered, half-cried out. Little pants puffed through her lips, seeming like she was so close to exploding already.

Impressive.

And unexpected.

Her hips started to twist up off the table.

“Hold still,” I said. “At least your hips.”

She nodded, but it turned back into more shaking. Back and forth. Back and forth.

Surely, she would explode if I just... “Ow, fuck!”

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