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Fuck me. I’ve died. This is heaven. I don’t need anything else from my life but this—my Little girl, her sweet smiles, her sexy body, her submission, and holy fuck but her tight pussy.
Sara releases my hands and leans forward to set her palms on my chest again. She uses the leverage to pick up the pace, lifting and lowering faster. The friction is almost more than I can bear. I need to come so badly.
I want her to come again first, so I reach my hand between us, find her clit, and rub it.
My songbird sings, the tone of her voice musical as she reaches nirvana. I can’t possibly hold back another second when she comes because her pussy is pulsing hard around my cock. Seconds behind her, I find my own release, filling her womb with my seed.
Chapter Six
Raevion
It’s not until I draw in a deep breath that I remember the effect my semen is going to have on her.
Sara is sitting up tall and rigid, my cock still buried deep. Her eyes widen, her mouth falls open, and she releases a deep penetrating moan as her body starts shaking violently. Her lust is tremendous.
I grab her hips, lift her off my cock, and bolt to sitting so fast I get a head rush as I slide off the side of the bed and hurry toward the kitchen.
Sara claws at me, eyes glassy, unseeing, as I settle her on my hip, holding her with one arm while I turn on the water.Come on, come on, come on. I need it to heat up. I can’t set my Baby girl in cold water, but she needs me to wash my seed off her as fast as possible.
“Papi…” she whines, grinding her pussy against my hip. “Oh, God…” Her head rolls back. “Need…”
“I know, Little one. I’m going to wash it off. Hang on.”
She fights hard, surprising me with her strength for such a tiny thing. I hold my hand under the water, but her struggles make it difficult to keep her from slipping out of my grip.
She’s crying now, her voice keening with desperation.
Finally, I give up waiting, grab her hips, and set her in the basin. I grab the adjustable spout, tug it out of the cradle, and angle the water so that it’s spraying directly against her pussy.
Sara grips the sides of the basin, gasping and panting and crying while I try to hold on to her with one hand and keep her seated in the tub of water. She doesn’t understand what’s happening. How could she? I didn’t explain this part to her. She’s confused and crazed with lust and need.
I feel responsible. Iamresponsible. I never expected to have my cock buried in my girl so quickly. I didn’t anticipate us having sex before we left Earth for Eleadia at all. It’s not common. Most females are still struggling with the concept of being claimed and in no way prepared for the headspace that includes sex.
I haven’t even shared a single detail with her about what her life will be like from now on. She’s going to be blindsided. I can only hope she doesn’t freak the fuck out when she finds out.
“Look at me, Baby girl. Eyes on mine.”
She can’t. I’m not sure she even hears me.
I keep one hand around her, anchoring her. With the other, I’m spraying her down, letting the water wash my semen off her skin. If I could use both hands, I would add soap and speed up the process, but I’m stuck.
“Papi…” Her voice finally slows to a softer whimper.
“Look at me, Sara,” I demand.
She lifts her head to meet my gaze. She’s shaking. Her lip quivers. “What’s happening?”
“My semen is driving your lust, Baby girl. I didn’t have a chance to warn you.” Hell, I didn’t fully realize it would be this intense. No one could have prepared me for this level of craving.
She starts shivering. “Cold,” she murmurs as she tries to draw her legs together.
“Keep your knees wide, Baby. Let Papi wash it off you.” The water finally starts to warm. I keep it angled directly on her pussy, letting it run down the drain.
After a few minutes, her breathing regulates, and she draws in a very deep lungful of oxygen and lets it out slowly. She looks at me, finally lucid. “Holy shit.”
I chuckle. “Yeah. I won’t ordinarily let you cuss, Baby girl, but holy shit is pretty fucking accurate right about now.” I put the stopper in the basin and let it start to fill.
She looks around. “Where am I?”
