Page 67 of Morally Gray Daddies

Erik broke the kiss and whispered against my mouth, “This pussy is now mine.”

“Yes.” I gasped when Erik pulled out his cock then thrust back in.

Over and over, he repeated the action. Pushing and pulling, pushing and pulling. Our bodies danced to the music of our moans and gasps. Erik held me, kissed me, and fucked me until I could only hear my moans, and a burst of energy shot through my core to vibrate against the walls of my pussy. I screamed. I thrashed. I melted as my body pulsed with the most intense pleasure.

Erik grew more aggressive in his thrusts, groaning loudly as he did so. Over and over he took, he claimed, and eventually he exploded his seed inside of me.

There was no turning back.

For several moments we remained frozen by our release. The weight of Erik lying spent on top of me comforted me, as if he was a heavy blanket shielding me from the harsh realities of life that had been thrust upon me. Right now, this moment, I was secure. I was safe. I was under the protection of a man I didn’t really know, and yet I felt I knew enough.

“Are you all right?” he mumbled against my ear. His breathing was still labored, and the knowledge that I was the cause of that gave me a sense of accomplishment.

“Yes.”

He kissed my neck, rolled off my body, and lay on his side, positioning his body so he could look into my face. He petted my breasts with the softest of strokes. “Are you still frightened?”

“A little.”

“Why?”

“The unknown scares me.”

“If you could go back to where you came from, would you?” The question was purely hypothetical, for there was no way to return. Going to the U.S. was a one-way ticket. There was no home to welcome me back.

“No. I wouldn’t. Nothing could be worse than my life in Moscow.”

Erik nodded slowly, looking sad as he did so. “I’m not sure I can offer much better.”

“What’s it like where we’re going?”

“Hard work, but safe. The northern part of Heathens Hollow is isolated, and not many live up there. It’s untouched in many places, but the process of living off the land and off-grid takes time.”

“Is that why you and your brothers steal?” I didn’t like that he was a criminal, and I wondered if I could get past that. My father hadn’t given me much, but what he had was a strong moral code. I believed in right and wrong. Black and white. I didn’t like gray.

“Yes. It’s not something I’m proud of. When I came to Heathens Hollow, my intention was to live a good life, not just survive. Up to now, it’s been all about survival. Much like how I grew up. I’m in a constant battle of turning down fast cash and earning it the honest way. My demons haunt me no matter how much I try to resist.” His eyes locked with mine. “Like with you. I should have let you and the others go, but I didn’t pick that battle with my brothers, and frankly… I didn’t want to.”

“You were all right. What was waiting for us? Nothing good. We all knew that.”

“We were treating you like possessions, and that was fucked.” He glanced around the room then returned his attention to me. “But the truth of the matter is I’m fucked. I may not exactly be like Marx, but I’m not that far off. He’s a kinky motherfucker, and I can’t say I’m not either.”

My face heated at his words, and I needed to change the subject from talk of these kinks.

“What would happen if you were caught robbing the Poseidon shipments?”

He smirked. “I think you know the answer to that.”

He leaned down to kiss one of my nipples and then the other. “But I’m trying to stop. Those days are behind me from now on. And if you’re really wanting to go with me to my place, you can. The invite is there. It’s an invite. Not a mandate.”

“Thank you. I’d like to go.” I would leave out the part that I didn’t exactly have many options anyway. But aside from that, I genuinely wanted to at least go and see.

“I’m not saying it will be easy, but we’ll manage.”

“I’m a hard worker. Being the daughter of a strict father, I had no choice. I can help.”

“Okay, let’s get some sleep. We still have a ways to go tomorrow.” He got out of bed and went over to the dresser. After opening the top drawer, he pulled out a towel and came back to where I still lay motionless. “I’m going to clean you up and take out your tail.”

He brought the towel between my legs and wiped my juices and his cum from my pussy. He then reached for the base of the plug and pulled it out. I squealed and flinched in pain. The coming out hurt almost as much as the going in.

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