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“I need to tell you something.” Wiggling around, she straddled his lap, forcing her swollen, gritty eyes open to meet his. The love she’d spent so much time running from burned in his dark gaze. “I love you. I’minlove with you.”

“Fuck.” Closing his eyes, he pressed his forehead to hers, his entire body shuddering as he let out a shaky breath. “I’ve waited so long to hear you say that. I should probably tell you this isn’t the right time, that you should wait until you’re more clear-headed?—”

“No, no, you don’t understand.” Sliding her marker-covered arms from around his neck, she cupped his face much the same way he always did to her, and when his eyes opened again, she nearly wept at the deep well of emotion swimming in the dark brown. “I was going to tell you, before the scene. Lottie… There was a whole thing at the bridal shop, but the important thing is, I already knew I was in love with you. That scene you did? It was incredible and I will be forever grateful to you for it, but that’s not why I’m saying it. This is me, choosing you, Holden Prescott. Choosing you to be my Daddy, my lover, my everything, as long as you’ll have me.”

The next moment, the world flipped upside down and she found herself on her back, staring up at her Daddy before he kissed her breathless. And then he was inside her, filling her, stretching her as he claimed her with slow, sure strokes.

“My good girl,” he murmured against her lips. “One more, baby. Come for Daddy one more time.”

After the scene they’d just had, she would have sworn she couldn’t. But as he took her, pinning her to the couch beneath him with every thrust of his cock in her sore, swollen pussy, she felt that build of pleasure inside her.

It wasn’t like back in the pit. There was no screaming, no snap of that coil inside her. This was a slow, steady rise together, until they finally went flying as one.

It was everything she wanted. And everything they deserved.

Chapter34

Frankie

They barely made it up the stairs before he was on her, claiming her lips as he stripped her clothes off, leaving her standing naked and panting beside their bed.

“Do you trust me, little siren?”

“Always.”

Pride and love shone from his eyes. “Good. Because this is going to hurt, at least a little. But you like it when I hurt you, don’t you, baby?”

Her breath tangled in her chest. “Yes, Daddy,” she whispered.

“That’s my good girl. Go lie down on your tummy, with your legs spread.”

Still vibrating with excitement, she climbed up onto the bed and positioned herself as instructed, pillowing her head on her hands as she waited. A moment later, the bed dipped under his weight and those huge, strong hands she loved so much cupped her ass and squeezed.

“You remember that time I punished you at the club? When we were together the first time?”

“Of course.” Lifting her head, she grinned at him over her shoulder. “You made sure that was one I wouldn’t forget.”

“Nice to see I met my objectives,” he said with a low rumbling laugh as he picked up a small bottle of clear liquid. “Do you remember what I told you while I was fucking your bottom with that rubber dick?”

Oh, god. Swallowing hard, she nodded. “Y-you said only good girls get Daddy’s cock in their ass. You said I had to earn that privilege.”

“I did. And you, Francesca Legare, have been averygood girl.”

Her heart constricted a bit at her full name, but she pushed the nasty feelings aside for later. “Does that mean, you’re going to…?”

“That I’m going to fuck this tight little asshole as a reward for standing up to your parents? Absolutely, I am.”

“Maybe we should have listened to Lottie’s idea. Gone out for ice cream or something.”

“I think that’s a great plan.” Popping the lid on the bottle open, he spread her bottom cheeks with one hand and squirted the lubricant onto her exposed hole. “Once this pretty little bottom is nice and full of cum, I’ll put a plug in it and take you out for ice cream. How does that sound, baby? You want to go out in public with your bottom full of Daddy’s cum?”

It sounded humiliating and horrifying and… incredibly fucking hot. “Maybe.”

“Hmm.” Pressing one finger against her slick opening, he pushed slowly inside, giving her plenty of time to adjust to the invasion as he probed her. “Maybe I won’t give you a choice. Maybe that will bemyreward. Watching you squirm in your chair, your cheeks nice and rosy because you just know everyone can tell that underneath your pretty dress your bottom is stuffed full.”

Whimpering softly, both at the invasion of her most secret place and his filthy words, she buried her face in her arms. God, what this man did to her.

“But for now, this is all about you.” Pulling his finger free, he pushed a second one in beside the first, stretching her even further with a bite of pain that shot straight to her clit. “My good, strong, brave girl. I’m so fucking proud of you, baby. I know what you did today was hard. But you did it anyway. I’m in fucking awe of you, Francesca.”

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