Page 17 of Auctioned to the Titan

My hand twitches, wanting to reach out and touch her, to feel the warmth of her skin against my palm. I imagine tracing my fingers over the marks I left, kissing every inch of her body until she wakes up with my name on her lips. My cock hardens painfully against my boxers, and I grit my teeth, forcing myself to stay still.

“Why aren’t you touching me?”

Slowly, her eyes flutter open, and I’m instantly lost in them.

She runs her fingers through my hair and my cock almost fucking explodes. Her touch feels like a kiss from the heavens.

“I didn’t want to wake you.”

“Well, I’m awake now and I want you to touch me.”

I reach between us and find her clit, rubbing circles around it. She moans and scoots closer to me. I slide a finger easily into her wet pussy and she moans again, never breaking eye contact.

“Does that feel good?”

“Mhmm,” she moans. “It feels so good, Daddy.”

Every time she talks, or moans, or even breathes, my entire body reacts to her. She’s bewitched me, and I never want to be free.

My thumb draws a circle around her clit, pressing it like a button, then jiggling. My index continues to finger fuck her and she rewards me with her delicious moans, arching into me and trembling under my touch.

Without warning, I pull my fingers out of her pussy and bring it to my mouth. I close my eyes and grunt.

Fuck. She tastes as heavenly as she looks.

When I open my eyes, her eyebrows are furrowed and she’s pouting.

I chuckle as I stare at the cutest face in the history of cute faces.

“Do you want to play the quiet game?”

She doesn’t answer. Just stares at me with a displeased look on her face.

“Youwillanswer me, baby girl. Do you want to play the quiet game?”

It’s only a slight fraction, but I see the gleam of excitement building in her eyes.

“What’s that?”

“It’s a simple game with simple rules. I’ll fuck the daylights out of you, drive my fat cock into your tight pussy over and over again, and you can’t make a sound while I do it.”

“Not a sound?”

“No, baby girl,” I say, sliding the same finger I used to fuck her, into her mouth. She closes her eyes and sucks on it. The picture of my cock in there floods my mind. “You have to be a quiet girl for Daddy so we don’t get caught. People can’t know that you’re being fucked by your Daddy.”

She opens her eyes, and I pull my finger out. “And what happens if I’m not quiet? If I make a sound?”

I grab her neck. It’s so sudden that she yelps but I keep my grip on her neck firm but not too hard.

“There will be consequences, baby girl. Daddy will have to punish you.”

Her eyes shine so brightly with excitement that it’s hard to believe she’s new to all this. I know she knows what the quiet game is, especially if she likes reading erotic novels.

But she wants me to be her daddy. She wants me to teach her, guide her, instruct her, and from the look in her eyes, punish her too.

I’m going to do all that and more. I’m irrevocably and inexplicably in love with Alice. I would go to the ends of the earth to provide for her, protect her, and when I came back from my trip, I’d never stop fucking her, never leave her wanting. Because she’s Daddy’s little girl. Daddy’s baby girl.

“Are you ready to play the game?”

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