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“Breathe, Doc,” he says. “You can come when you need to.”

Soren shifts again, his hands leaving mine and finding my hips, pulling me onto his cock with every thrust.

I don’t hesitate to take my dick in hand, but I stroke myself slowly, wanting to make it last.

I watch as he fucks me harder, his eyes closing and his grip on my hips bruising before he stills, coming deep inside, marking me as his.

The feel of him in me, the weight of his body on mine, it’s all too much and I jerk my cock harder and faster until cum covers us both. My orgasm rolls through me slowly, taking my breath away and making me shiver, long after my cum sticks us together.

Soren lays over me, his dick still deep inside, though I can feel him starting to soften. I whine because I don’t want him to leave, not yet.

“Shh,” he whispers. “It’s okay, baby.”

Suddenly warmth enters me, and for a moment, I’m confused, because he’s already come and isn’t hard. Then my brain comes out of its fog.

“Daddy!” I shriek, staring up at him, scandalized.

Daddy smiles and presses a kiss to my forehead. “Shh, it’s okay. I said I was going to claim you, didn’t I?”

“But…but… It’sinsideme, Daddy.”

He pulls back, his cock still deep inside, and smirks. “Would you rather it beonyou?”

I stare at him, mouth open before rolling my eyes. “No. Thank you, Daddy, for doing it inside. Though now I have to make sure I clean myself very thoroughly.”

He laughs. “I’ll help you.”

Finally, he pulls out, and as he does so, he keeps his gaze on me. “It’s not too much, is it? I should have asked, I know it’s a limit for a lot of people.”

I shake my head. “No, I… It’s not something I’ve ever done before, or thought about allowing, but it’s not too much. I don’t know what it is about you, Soren, but I trust you. It’s like you said, you’re claiming me.”

He nods. “James can fuck you all he wants, give you these pretty bruises”—He touches the marks running across my middle—“but I’m the only one who gets to use you like this.”

I bite my lip and stare at him before agreeing. “Yeah. Only you, Daddy.”

“Good.” He kisses me, pulling my lip from between my teeth and biting down until it bleeds. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Daddy stands and holds out a hand, helping me up. When I stand, cum and urine leak from my hole, running down my thighs. I blush but don’t comment as Daddy leads me to the bathroom.

I didn’t expect this to be what he meant when it came to him ‘claiming’ me, but…I’m not upset. Instead, I feel…cherished, used as all hell, but taken care of all the same.

“Daddy?”

He turns from where he’s fiddling with the shower. “Yes?”

“I…I care about you, a lot.”

His smile is blinding as he cups my face in his hands, dragging my mouth down to meet his. “I care about you, too, baby. So fucking much.”

Cristian’s office is as familiar to me as my own. The large room was my sanctuary all through medical school. For anyone else, it’d be too intimidating to be a safe place, as no one is allowed inside without his permission, but I’ve never had to worry about those rules, because from the start, things have been different between me and him.

Sitting across from Cristian, his large desk between us, I feel nothing but safe and secure. Even as his dark eyes try to extract my deepest darkest secrets, I don’t feel the need to hide, because Cristian’s already seen me at my worst, and he helped shape me into the person I am today.

“How are things going with you and yourDaddy?” He stresses the word, lips curling up into a smirk before his face smooths out once more.

Rolling my eyes, I lean back in my chair with a huff. “Fucking Roman.”

“Oh come on, Doc. Don’t tell me you weren’t itching to tell everyone about your new relationship.”

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