Page 98 of Fight Me Daddy

"Fuck!" I cried out as his cock sank inside of me roughly. Tears sprang to my eyes. "Daddy, please."

"Shhh," he whispered. He placed the knife against my throat again. "Don't do anything but fuck yourself on my cock."

My body felt as if it was about to explode. I'd been so wrapped up in myself, but when Gabriele was buried inside of me and pushing and poking at the walls that I threw up, I couldn't resist. Heat raced over my skin as he fucked me like I would be ripped away from him.

I never want you to feel like that, Gabriele.

I moaned as he gripped my hip and thrust inside of me hard. The growl that echoed from his lips sent shivers down my spine. My knees went weak and it took everything in me to stay upright.

"I love you," I shouted. "Gabriele, I love you. I'll never make you feel like you could lose me again." He paused and I panted. "You still piss me the fuck off and sometimes I still goddamn hate you but," I glanced over my shoulder at him, "I love you. I love you so fucking much it hurts."

Gabriele stilled and the tip of the knife poked into the fleshy part of my chin. "Say it again," he demanded.

"I love you," I whispered. "I've never been in love before, but I know I love you."

The dark mask on his face disappeared and he looked at me curiously. "And you mean that?"

I swallowed hard. "Yes, Daddy." I relaxed against the bed and I was finally able to draw in a breath after days of holding it. "You've saved my life more than once. And you would do anything for me. What's not to love?"

Gabriele scoffed. "A lot."

I closed my eyes. "Say that shit again and I won't let you fuck me for a month."

The room fell silent before Gabriele burst out laughing. I opened my eyes and gazed back at him. He laughed so hard I was sure he was going to hyperventilate if he didn't stop. But it was infectious and I joined right in with him.

"I love you too," he said as he wiped his eyes. "Fuck, you're goddamn nuts."

"I learned it from my Daddy."

Gabriele rolled his hips. "I feel better hearing you say that," he said. "But it doesn't mean I won't fuck you like a whore off the street."

I pulled a face. "If you didn't, I would be offended." I shoved back against him. "Fuck me, Daddy. And do it right. But," I said and he paused, "just know that when you're done, we're still going to have our argument. I want to fight, Gabriele. It's all I've ever known. So, if I've gotta attend every event with a crew of guards and you by my side? That's what I'll do."

Gabriele sighed. "You can't just let me fuck you until you pass out and you forget?"

"Sorry, Daddy. I'm difficult. But let's be honest, that's why you love me."

He chuckled. "Yeah, it is, Tesoro." He leaned over me and kissed my cheek before he sighed. "Alright, we'll talk about it afterward."

I gazed up at him. "Thank you. I know you're scared, but really. Thank you."

"You're lucky I would do anything for you." He jolted forward and I moaned. "But it's going to have to wait until I've fucked you a few times."

"I wouldn't have it any other way," I said as I grinned. Gabriele gripped my leash and tugged as he snapped his hips forward and my voice was stolen. I panted as I looked back at him and frowned. "Is that all you've got? Where's the knife?"

Gabriele smirked. "You filthy little slut. I'll show you exactly where it is."

The kiss of cold metal against my heated skin was a godsend. I bounced on his cock as he growled against my flesh.

"Take Daddy's cock. That's right. Fuck," he groaned. "You're tightening up like a little whore, you know that cane?"

"Yes," I moaned. "Yes, Daddy. Only for you."

Gabriele's heated words turned into smooth Italian. I couldn't understand a word he said, but every single syllable sounded like sex. My hole throbbed from his rough treatment and I only wanted more. I wanted this man to decimate me in every single way until I was nothing but a quivering, fucked up mess.

Sweat rolled down my skin as he panted on top of me like some wild beast. His hands grabbed, his teeth bit, his nails scratched and I was in ecstasy. I'd thought the last thing on my mind would be sex, but this was so much more than that. It was the connection between us and I craved it so deeply that I couldn't even comprehend how much I'd missed it.

My toes curled and I cried out. "Daddy, stroke my cock," I choked out. "I'm so close. So fucking close."

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