Page 6 of Bred By Daddy (Baby Breeder Session)

Knox

Ismirk at her shocked face. I hadn't set out to do what I did, but seeing her lying on the lounger, her legs wide open, and her bikini bottoms pushed aside with her pussy flashing at me, my control snapped in that moment, and I couldn't hold back. The fight I'd had with myself for months was over, I couldn't rein it in again. I had to taste her. I had to know what she tasted like.

Fucking magnificent. More than I could have ever imagined. Having her drop to her knees and take my cock into her mouth was more than I could have ever bared, but Christ, Daisy was fucking amazing, and now I'm rock hard again, I need her, I want her.

"Oh," I repeat. "Tell me baby," I say thickly. "What do you want?"

She shakes her head. "You have infuriated me unlike any other, you made me hate working with you, and now you drop this on me?"

My smile widens as I slide my hand into her hair. "You haven't said no."

She gives me a soft smile. "No, I haven't."

I press a kiss to the corner of her lips. "Tell me what you want."

"You've muddled my brain," she confesses. "You have made me want things that I shouldn't want, but I can't deny the pleasure you gave me. It was unlike anything I could have ever wanted, and I can't help wondering what could be between us, but this is wrong."

"Wrong?" I repeat, knowing damn well that it fucking is. She's my step daughter. I should never have touched her, but I won't be able to go back to how things were now that I have had the tiniest of tastes. I want more. So fucking much more. My dad was right, breeding her would be the way to keep her with me. The moment he said it, I've not been able to stop thinking about it since. It's consumed me. I want her, I want Daisy, and I want to breed her.

"You're my step father, what would people say?"

I raise a brow. "The fuck do I care what people think or say about me."

"But I do."

"Why?" I ask her, needing to know why she seeks validation from others.

"Your family?—"

"Will be happy as long as we are, you should know that they love you, Daisy, they want you to be happy."

She gives me a tender smile, one that reaches her eyes. "I love them too, but being with you, it's going to cause issues."

She's not saying she doesn't want to be with me, she's just saying that she's scared. That's something that I can work with. I kiss her once again, this time harder than before, she sinks against me, her hands sliding around my back as she holds onto me.

"Anyone who has a problem with what we do, is their damn problem. Now, this is the last time I ask, what do you want?"

She swipes her tongue along her lip. "You," she purrs, and my cock thickens yet again.

"Then baby," I growl. "Get your ass upstairs, strip down, and lie on my bed. I'm going to fuck you until you can't breathe."

She grins at me, her eyes bright and filled with lust and joy. It's been a while since I've seen her smile so brightly. The last time I can recall was when her mom was alive. "Don't be long," she tells me as she turns on her heel and moves into the house, her hips swaying as she does.

I bite back a groan as she unties her bikini top, letting it drop to the floor as she moves. Fuck, this is better than I could have ever hoped. All my wildest dreams couldn't compare to how it is. I just hope that she's ready for what's about to happen to her.

I take a deep breath, trying to cool myself down, knowing that if I follow her right now, I'll not be able to be gentle. I'll fuck her so hard that she'll be bruised. That's not what I want, I don't want to scare her off—not yet anyway. I don't think Daisy would be able to take everything that I want to give her.

Once I'm able to get myself under control, I strip down out of my clothes and stalk through the house, my steps purposeful and eager. It's been a year in the making. I've wanted her for a fucking year, hell, maybe even longer, but today I finally get to have her.

She's sitting on the bed waiting for me, her sexy body on display. She's got curves in all the right places, her breasts aren't huge, but heavy enough that they'd fit into my hand so I can play with them. "So fucking beautiful," I snarl as I prowl toward her.

She preens under my praise and sits up taller, her breasts bouncing as she does. Her breathing deepens as I get closer. So much for trying to regain my control, I feel it slipping with each second that passes. I slide my hand into her hair, gripping it in a tight fist, loving that hiss she releases as I tug slightly.

I slant my mouth against hers, needing to show her that this isn't just a fuck. It's so fucking much more than that, and I can't wait to finally have her. It's going to be so much more than any of us could have ever expected.

Rubbing my thumbs against her puckered nipples, I deepen the kiss, loving that deep moan in the back of her throat.

"Lie down on the bed, baby," I instruct her, needing to fuck her, I can't hold off on it any longer.

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