Page 67 of Magic and Mayhem

There was more.

“You cook for me so good and you made sure I had a hot lunch and you didn’t even snap at Boyd when he was so weird.” Yes, that was good. “You were patient and smart and you take good care of me.”

Had I mentioned that one?

Daddy laughed but he gave me more of his finger, so I thought it was working. “I’m such a good Daddy I won’t be gentle? Is that what we’re doing here?”

“Yes. See? You’re so smart.” And he had ridiculously long fingers because it just kept slowly inching deeper without ever bottoming out.

How could he fuck me if his finger never stopped?

“Oh.” Daddy spanked me and made his finger stop all at the same time.

Magic.

“Naughty boy, are you fucking yourself on my finger?” Daddy’s tone said the answer wasn’t yes, but it took me a moment and another spank before I could figure out another one.

“No, Daddy, I’m stretching myself for you. It’s your turn.” Yes, Lorne said he’d read a book about a sub who liked everything fair. I liked that idea and it was a good reason to keep fucking myself on his fingers. “I want you to come.”

Inside me and after fucking me vigorously.

My punishment, or maybe my reward, for being smart was for him to add a second or maybe a third finger. I wasn’t sure if I should thank him or apologize, so I just moaned and clenched around his fingers as he stretched me. “Daddy…”

Yes, I didn’t need other words that might get me in trouble.

Moans, whines, and stoplight colors were all we needed.

Yes…

He was petting me like I was his sweet dragon, all while doing wonderfully wicked things to me. “That’s right. You’re going to be so good while I claim you and mark you, aren’t you?”

Yes.

I was going to be so good and he was going to claim me and keep me and mark me and—

Everything in my head went quiet as Daddy eased his fingers out of me, taking away the wonderful burning sensation and leaving me empty. But I knew that wouldn’t last long. I just had to be patient and probably stop the shaking, but I couldn’t seem to do that.

My whole body seemed to know what was coming, and the whirlwind inside of me only got stronger as Daddy stretched out over me, covering me with his body. “That’s right. You’re ready for your Daddy, aren’t you? You ready to be claimed, baby?”

Nodding was all I could do and even that seemed almost impossible as Daddy’s cock eased into me for the first time.

I was Daddy’s dragon.

Yes, just Daddy’s.

He filled me slowly but not the teasing way he had before. No, Daddy was being careful with his dragon but not too careful. “So tight. So good for me.”

Kissing my neck, Daddy licked a sensitive spot and I heard myself moan as I clenched around him. He chuckled, nibbling and sucking. “I love seeing my marks on you. You’re so beautiful.”

I managed to nod because we both knew how pretty I’d be with his marks, but before I could find words, Daddy’s hips rocked and he sent my brain flying again.

“My sweet boy.” Daddy pinned me against the bed, holding me tight and fucking me harder with each thrust, but he kissed me so softly. “My funny sub.”

I wanted to tell him how amazing he was and how thick his cock was and how I loved how fast he could move his hips, but Daddy scattered my brains with every wonderful thrust. “Daddy. Please. Daddy.”

He chuckled, kissing my neck and fucking me even harder. “Is that what you wanted, naughty boy? You look so innocent but you’re a wicked sub, aren’t you? Needy and aching to be spanked and filled.”

I might’ve managed to nod.

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