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"Aidan. Daddy…" I try to tell him, but I can't find the words before another thrust sends me hurtling over the edge into oblivion. I cry out wordlessly, clamping down on his cock as endless flows of pleasure rip through me.

Aidan roars when my body locks down on his, going rigid above me. And then I feel his cock twitching inside me as my name tumbles from his lips.

I whimper beneath him, ropes of his cum spilling deep inside my womb. Setting off another explosion, this one deeper, threaded with veins of hope. That they take root. That he wins this war. Complete and total surrender, his ring on my finger… and his baby in my belly. Isn't that what he said he wanted?

Yeah, I'll wave the white flag for that.

Happily.

CHAPTER 6

AIDAN

The morning lightslices through a crack in the curtains, dragging me from a surprisingly deep sleep. I blink the haze away and realize she’s still curled against me, her body warm and soft in the cool morning air.

Elysa. The woman who managed to weave her way through the walls I swore I’d keep intact. Raven hair, curves that could makeany man lose his damn mind, and last night… hell, last night was something else entirely.

In the stillness, I retrace the chaos of passion from the hours before. Her calling me Daddy. That one word woke up parts of me I didn’t even know were in play. It’s fucking crazy how right it felt.

I slip out from the tangle of sheets without waking her, the echoes of our night together pulsing through my veins. Her trust and her openness have overwhelmed my senses. In the bathroom, I turn on the faucet, letting the tub fill with steaming water. The scent of some floral crap swirls in the rising steam, but it’s soothing, and something tells me she’ll appreciate it.

With the bath set, I head back to the bedroom, overwhelmed by fierce protectiveness. I need to make sure my little former virgin isn’t too sore. Once I’ve taken care of her, I’m going to tear up her sweet pussy all over again. I can see this is going to be an endless cycle in the foreseeable future.

She’s still out, lashes casting shadows over her cheeks, and I can’t help but give in to the urge to kiss her awake. Her eyelids flutter, and her blue eyes meet mine, carrying last night’s playfulness into today’s reality.

“Morning,” I mutter, hand brushing her wild dark hair back from her face.

“Morning,” she echoes, stretching in a way that’s entirely too seductive for my blood pressure. “You’re up early.”

“For you,” I admit, fighting a smirk as her eyebrows arch.

“What’s going on?” she asks, her voice low and husky with sleep, and I revel in that intimate sound, laced with the trustshe’s chosen to give me. I run my hand over her curvy belly, wondering if I managed to plant my seed in her womb last night. Oh well, I’ll just have to keep trying until she’s big and round with our child.

First things first. “I ran you a bath,” I say, nodding toward the bathroom where steam still curls through the door. “Figured I’d take care of my baby girl this morning.” And every goddamn day from now on. It’s amazing how fast she wiggled her gorgeous little ass into my heart and soul. Now, I can’t imagine living one second without her.

Her eyes twinkle at my words, and I suddenly realize loving and taking care of her unfurls something raw and real that I want more than life itself.

I lift her into my arms and carry her to the bathroom where the steaming water waits to soothe her soreness. As her body sinks into the water, a sigh escapes her lips, and I fight the urge to take her right back to bed.

“Thank you for the bath, Daddy.” Her voice cuts through the steam, causing my cock to instantly harden.

I lean over to place a kiss on her nose. “You’re welcome, baby girl.” I can’t resist her pouty lips. After devouring her sweetness, I lay my forehead against hers. “I figured the hot water would soothe your little pussy. Now, enjoy your bath while I make you some breakfast.” I steal one more kiss, savoring her taste, absorbing it before dragging my ass to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, I move with purpose, banging around pots and pans as I gather what I need. Bacon hits the pan with a satisfying sizzle, and coffee brews like dark salvation in the corner. I’m arough bastard by all accounts, but when it comes to her, I’m a goddamn teddy bear.

I finish making her breakfast, and the smell of sizzling bacon and eggs causes my stomach to growl, but I’ll worry about my hunger later. I pour two cups of coffee, each dark and rich, and place everything carefully onto a tray. When Asa told me he made Leslie breakfast in bed, I called him a pussy-whipped moron. I guess I’ve joined the pussy-whipped moron club because breakfast in bed is only the beginning of what I’ll do to pamper her.

A few moments later, I make my way back to the bathroom where the steam still clings to the air and the slightly floral scent lingers, creating a cozy, relaxing atmosphere. Elysa lies back in the tub with her eyes closed, lost in the warmth as the water swirls around her. Christ, she’s a goddamn sight. My fucking dick goes on high alert, but there’s no way my baby girl’s little pussy can take another round just yet.

“Hey, Sleeping Beauty.” I kneel next to the tub and run my finger slowly around her collarbone, trying to coax her awake without barging in on her tranquility. She stirs, a sheepish smile breaking out across her face as she peeks one eye open.

“The water put me to sleep,” she murmurs, her voice a mix of sleepy and longing.

“You’re the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen,” I reply, fighting the urge to slip into the warm water with her. “I want nothing more than to fuck your sweet pussy again, but first, I need to feed you.”

I lean down, reaching for her under her arms to help her from the tub. As she rises, water clings to her skin like diamondsglistening in the morning light, droplets cascading down her stunning curves. I can’t help but stare at her perfect body—every curve, every indentation. Fuck, she’s beautiful.

Once I stand her on her feet next to the tub, I grab a soft towel from the rack, gently drying her off while the warmth of her skin radiates against my fingers.

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