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Her head falls back, her moans turning into sobs of pleasure, her body trembling beneath mine.

“You’re mine, Cassie. Say it.”

She gasps, voice hoarse and wrecked. “Damien…”

NotDaddy. Notyes. Not what I fucking asked for.

My jaw clenches.

Wrong answer.

I pull out of her without warning, and before she can blink, I’ve flipped her onto her stomach. Her gasp is swallowed by the mattress. I shove her legs apart and pin her down with one hand on her lower back.

Then I bring my palm down to smack her ass—once. Twice.

Sharp. Loud. The sound ricochets off the walls, followed by her moan.

“You want to disobey? Then you take your punishment.”

She whimpers, face buried in the pillow, trembling beneath me.

And then I thrust back inside—hard. Deeper than before.

Her scream is muffled by the pillow, her body arching, fists clenching the sheets as I pound into her without mercy.

She tries to compose herself, but I don’t let her. I keep her pinned, fucking her harder, deeper, until she’s gasping for air, voice lost in the storm of pleasure and pain.

Her back arches again, her body tightening around me.

“Try again,” I bite out. “Who do you belong to?”

She lifts her head just enough to be heard—and screams, “You!I’m yours, Daddy!”

That’s my good fucking girl.

And I don’t stop until she forgets her own name—until all she can do is scream mine.

She clenches around me, tight and trembling, her scream muffled by the pillow as she shatters beneath me. I feel her come undone—completely, violently—and it drags me over the edge with her.

With a final, punishing thrust, I bury myself deep and let go. My jaw clenches, my groan ripped straight from my chest as I spill inside her. Hot. Hard. Claiming her from the inside out.

She collapses on top of me. I wrap an arm around her, chest to chest, her body still twitching from the aftershocks. Her skin’s hot, slick with sweat, and her breath comes in shallow pants against my throat.

I keep my arms around her like steel. She doesn’t fight it.

Eventually, her breathing slows, and she dozes off with her head on my chest, her leg draped across mine like she belongs there.

And for the first time in a long time, I fall asleep with something worth holding in my arms.

***

I wake up to her.

Naked. Curled into me. Soft and warm.

Her thigh is draped over my waist, her chest pressed to my side, and her pussy resting against my hip like a fucking invitation.

I slide my hand down her back. Over the curve of her ass. Between her legs.