“Daddy!” I don’t know how, but the third orgasm is building quicker than the others, causing my whole body to shake.
“That’s right, I’m your daddy and will discipline you when needed.” He continues to lick me and finger me until I’m screaming again and then become overstimulated. I try to back away from his mouth, but he places his hands on my hips and continues playing with my body, dragging out the orgasm as long as possible.
“No more!” I call out as Christian finally lifts his head from between my legs.
“Can your greedy little pussy not take anymore?” he teases as I shake my head, my eyes clamp shut as I try desperately to control my rapid breathing. “Then it’s a good thing I know another way to make you scream my name.” He flips me onto my front again and places my knees on the step so my ass is in the air. “Colour?”
“Green.” I don’t know how long it will stay on green, but right now, I don’t know how, but I want more.
Christian spreads my ass cheeks, and something warm and wet lands between them. He rubs it into my back entrance before pushing one finger inside. My face is planted on the stairs, and I’m close to being exhausted, but I need to feel him in me again before I use my safe word.
“Daddy,” I whisper as he pushes a second finger in, stretching me ready for his cock.
“That’s right, Baby, Daddy’s going to make you feel good, just one more time,” he declares before removing his hand, and I feel his tip pressing into me. A small startled cry leaves me as the head of his cock slips inside of me.
“Fuck. This is going to be quick, so remember your words,” he warns before pushing himself fully into my bowels. We call out together as he fills me and holds still, giving me a moment to get used to him. He doesn’t give me long, and for that, I’m grateful as the last few orgasms have left my body spent.
Christian takes hold of my hips and starts fucking me hard and fast. The pleasure builds quickly again as I listen to him growling and cursing through gritted teeth, lifting my head and shoulders off the step and holding on while calling out as the orgasm that’s been teetering on the edge again.
“Daddy, please,” I cry as I start to fall.
“I’ve got you, Baby. Be a good girl and come one last time for me.” My body comes alive, and I call out as I topple over the edge and come so hard I think I squirt on the carpet below us.
“Fuck,” Christian roars as he pushes into me forcibly, and I can feel him falling apart as well. He doesn’t loosen up for a few minutes as I feel him filling me with his release before he slumps forward and rests his cheek on my back as we both gasp for breath.
Without saying a word, Christian leans off my back and removes his now softened dick from my ass.
“Are you okay, Sweetheart?” he asks, helping me sit on the stairs.
“Yes, Daddy,” I whisper, looking up at him through heavy eyelids. Christian brushes some hair from my face before placing an arm around my back and one under my knees.
“Put your arms around my neck,” he orders softly. I do as instructed, and he lifts me as he stands and starts walking down the stairs. We reach the landing, where the other three had laughed at us. Now, they are nowhere in sight, and I’m grateful, as I’m not ready to be shared between them. I want to give Christian my undivided attention.
He walks us to his room and kicks the door closed behind us. Leaning into his bare chest, I smile contently as he holds me tight before placing me softly on the bed.
“Does anywhere hurt?” he asks, checking down my body.
“No, I’m fine,” I reply, unable to wipe the grin off my face or take my eyes off him.
“Are you sure I didn’t hurt you?” he asks, running his fingers gently over my knees, which look a little red and have the indentation of the carpet on them. Sitting up, I place a hand on his face and give him a big, satisfied smile.
“I’m fine, Daddy. Nothing hurts. Come and lie down with me.” He looks me in the eye before nodding and holding the blankets back for me. As soon as I’m settled and have some of the water he offers me, he climbs in and pulls me into his arms, holding me as I rest my head on his bare chest, listening to his heartbeat. I can feel his eyes on me, and he smiles as I look up.
“I love you so much, Sweetheart,” the words barely a whisper from his lips as his eyes don’t leave mine. “There is nothing I wouldn’t do to keep you safe and happy.” Rolling so I’m lying more on my stomach, I smile at my man. Placing a hand on his cheek, he leans into my touch.
“I know, Daddy. That’s why I love you so much.” Christian closes his eyes whilst remaining leaning into my hand.
“I’ve done some terrible things in my life,” he whispers, keeping his eyes closed. “I’ve stolen, destroyed families, beaten people, and killed to get us where we are today, but I would give it all up for you.” Opening his eyes, he looks deep into mine again. “If I thought you would be safer by us walking away from everything I have worked to build, I would do it without hesitation. It’s a life I never wanted you dragged into.” He takes a deep breath before continuing. “But I think I’m in too deep. I can't find a safe escape, and I don’t want that for you or my brothers.”
“Whatever happens, whatever you want to do, we will face the consequences together,” I try to reassure him. “We are all here for whatever you need us for.”
“I don’t want you hurt because of me, and it's not only me that thinks it’s a possibility.” He closes his eyes for a second as if blinking back tears. “My brothers have made it clear that if what I am is putting you in danger, they will take you and protect you.”
My eyes open wide at the thought of them moving us and leaving Christian here. “I would like to see them try.”
“I will make them, Sweetheart.” The words shock me so much that I have no idea how to respond. “I will let them take you from me if it means you have the life you deserve.”
“It won’t be a life without you,” I point out. I know what he’s trying to do; this is his attempt to clarify his plans. He wants me to lie here and do as I’m told. I’m not having it, though.