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I bent my head for a taste, sucking one than the other and biting her just there.

“Oh God,” she moaned.

“Not God, Little Girl. Who am I?” I grunted, licking a trail from her cleavage to her chin.

“Connor,” she mewled, and I growled, biting her lip, tugging it between my teeth.

Her eyes widened, and I reached beneath her skirt, rucking it up to the wet fabric covering her sex.

“Oh fuck. Daddy, you’re my Daddy,” she mewled.

That was it. All I needed to cement the rightness of what I was doing inside my soul.

My Darlin’ knew exactly who I was, and pure bliss radiated through me hearing her vocalize it.

She’s mine now.

Chapter 37-Clementine

I couldn’t believe what was happening.

Connor was there.

Inside the Den.

In the bathroom. With me.

And he was seconds away from making me erupt like a goddamn volcano.

Yes, he hurt me. He used me. Betrayed me.

But he also told me.

He came clean without trying to lie to me. Well, after he’d already been lying, of course.

Shit. Why was this so confusing?

I didn’t know if it was just bad luck or what.

Whether it was my own gullible nature or the belief that I might find someone who cared about me, who really loved me one day, that made me susceptible to his charms

But I did know one thing.

No one else made me feel the way Connor did.

No one else set my body on fire and made my soul sing like that.

Even if it was a lie in the beginning.

Even if I couldn’t be sure if he meant it.

Life didn’t come with certainties, and nothing was ever guaranteed.

But I knew that I’d regret it if I pushed him away now.

The fact was I needed him. I wanted him. And yeah, I loved him.

So, as he plundered my mouth and ravaged my body, I allowed it. Hell, I took part eagerly. And when he asked me who he was. I told him the only thing I could.

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