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His pleading always got to me. Jack could plead for me to lay on a bed of needles, and I'd do it just to hear him whimper for me.

I'm the one who’s fucked.

I pushed forward sinking into the tight heat of Jack's ass. Every inch of my cock that sank in was another piece of me that belonged to Jack. I bottomed out and forced myself to go still.So, fucking tight.I couldn't get my tongue to work as it stuck to the roof of my mouth.

"So full Daddy," Jack said as he rocked back against me.

I came a little unable to stop myself. Jack clenched around my cock, and I swore.

"Are you trying to drive me crazy?"

The little minx chuckled. I was going to show him just how funny it was to make fun of his daddy. I pulled out until the tip of my cock rested in his entrance. I slammed forward, cutting off his snicker. I did it again until I set a punishing pace. Pleasure ripped through me like a heated blade. There was no stopping it and all that was left for me to do was bask in the fire that enveloped me.

I changed angles seeking out Jack's prostate. The moment I found it, my boy went insane.

Who's crazy now?

His moans were no more than growls and any time he attempted to talk it slurred as if he was drunk off our sex. Jack clawed at the bed. The pillow flew across the room as our bodies crashed tougher. The base of my spine tingled; it was the only warning I got as my orgasm rocked through me. Spots danced in my vision, but I fought against them even wrapped up in my pleasure. I wanted to watch Jack fall apart as I filled him with my cum.

"Da—" Jack's voice cracked as his words turned into a scream. His hole tightened around my cock, milking me of every single drop of cum I had.

We collapsed to the bed and even then, I was reluctant to leave his hot body. I rocked my softening cock inside of him as long as possible, shoving my leaking cum back in where it belonged. Breathing let alone speaking was the last thing on my mind as my lungs burned.

That's it, I'm addicted.

My soft cock slipped out and I whimpered at the loss. I'd have to get back in soon. Jack chuckled as I dropped onto the bed next to him.

"You want to fuck me again already."

"I'd stay in you 24/7 if were possible." Jack shook his head, his eyes dropping closed again.

I did what I'd come accustomed to when it came to having someone like Jack. I dragged him closer to me. Jack turned in my arms a light sheen of sweat clung to his freckled flesh. The early morning rays bounced off of him, giving him a golden glow.

"Daddy."

"Hmm?"

"Why do you call me princess?"

"You don't like it?"

Jack shrugged. "At first I thought you were doing it to piss me off. Now, I don't know, it sounds sweet."

I balked at the thought of me being sweet. Brutal, ruthless,and crazy had all been used to describe me. No one had ever said I was sweet.

"I did do it to piss you off. Still do.You're delicate like a princess."

Jack's elbow connected with my side dragging out a grunt of pain as I tried to keep from laughing.

"I didn't say it was a bad thing." I gathered his fist in one hand and rolled over on top of him. "Keep being bad and I'll get Finn in here to strap you down."

Jack batted his thick lashes like the tease he was. "I thought you liked me being bad Daddy."

"Keep it up and I will fuck you again until you cry."

Jack visibly shivered. He made me want to tear into him all over again. I never thought having a taste of him would make me so addicted. I'd been perfectly fine watching him from afar but now that I had Jack, there was no going back. He was mine. Ours.

I glanced at the door. The others had a claim on Jack just as much as I did. I wasn't stupid. I saw what they gave Jack. Finn gave Jack an order and someone to lean on. Ronan was his safety net. He could be his childish self with Ronan and know he'd be taken care of. But what did I give him besides a good time?

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