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Damon

As the soft light of dawn filters through the curtains, I sit on the edge of the bed, watching Alice sleep. Her chest rises and falls in slow, steady breaths and her face looks peaceful and relaxed.

She looks so delicate. Like she hasn’t been marred by the chaos of this world. She’s pure and untouched despite how fucked up life can be.

I’ve never felt like this before. I’ve known power, control, and the rush of making decisions that can shift empires, but with Alice, it’s something else entirely. It’s as if every fiber of my being is drawn to her, willing to do anything just to see her smile, to hear her voice, to keep her safe.

I realize now—what I felt when I saw her on that stage wasn’t just lust or desire. Even though there was plenty of that, there was something else, too. Something primal, something deep. And that scares me more than anything.

I knew what it was back then, but it was hard to accept. It felt impossible.

How could I be in love with a woman just by setting eyes on her? I’ve spent my life building walls around myself, never allowing anyone to get too close. But with Alice, it’s like those walls don’t exist. I want her to know that she’s safe with me, that I would burn the world down before I’d ever let anyone hurt her again.

I need to make her feel secure, like she’s never felt before. From now on, she’s mine, but not in the way men like Kirk think she is. She’s mine to protect, to cherish, to love.

She stirs in her sleep, shifting slightly as the blanket slips off her body, revealing her bare skin, marked by the hickeys I left last night. Her breasts, full and perfect, rise and fall as she breathes. My eyes trail down the smooth line of her torso to the curve of her hips. I can’t help it—my body responds instinctively, and I feel the familiar pressure building in my pants.

I try to resist the temptation. I don’t want to wake her, but seeing her like this, so vulnerable and yet so utterly tempting, stirs something deep inside me.

My hand twitches, wanting to reach out and touch her, to feel the warmth of her skin against my palm. I imagine tracing my fingers over the marks I left, kissing every inch of her body until she wakes up with my name on her lips. My cock hardens painfully against my boxers, and I grit my teeth, forcing myself to stay still.

“Why aren’t you touching me?”

Slowly, her eyes flutter open, and I’m instantly lost in them.

She runs her fingers through my hair and my cock almost fucking explodes. Her touch feels like a kiss from the heavens.

“I didn’t want to wake you.”

“Well, I’m awake now and I want you to touch me.”

I reach between us and find her clit, rubbing circles around it. She moans and scoots closer to me. I slide a finger easily into her wet pussy and she moans again, never breaking eye contact.

“Does that feel good?”

“Mhmm,” she moans. “It feels so good, Daddy.”

Every time she talks, or moans, or even breathes, my entire body reacts to her. She’s bewitched me, and I never want to be free.

My thumb draws a circle around her clit, pressing it like a button, then jiggling. My index continues to finger fuck her and she rewards me with her delicious moans, arching into me and trembling under my touch.

Without warning, I pull my fingers out of her pussy and bring it to my mouth. I close my eyes and grunt.

Fuck. She tastes as heavenly as she looks.

When I open my eyes, her eyebrows are furrowed and she’s pouting.

I chuckle as I stare at the cutest face in the history of cute faces.

“Do you want to play the quiet game?”

She doesn’t answer. Just stares at me with a displeased look on her face.

“You will answer me, baby girl. Do you want to play the quiet game?”

It’s only a slight fraction, but I see the gleam of excitement building in her eyes.

“What’s that?”

“It’s a simple game with simple rules. I’ll fuck the daylights out of you, drive my fat cock into your tight pussy over and over again, and you can’t make a sound while I do it.”

“Not a sound?”

“No, baby girl,” I say, sliding the same finger I used to fuck her, into her mouth. She closes her eyes and sucks on it. The picture of my cock in there floods my mind. “You have to be a quiet girl for Daddy so we don’t get caught. People can’t know that you’re being fucked by your Daddy.”

She opens her eyes, and I pull my finger out. “And what happens if I’m not quiet? If I make a sound?”

I grab her neck. It’s so sudden that she yelps but I keep my grip on her neck firm but not too hard.

“There will be consequences, baby girl. Daddy will have to punish you.”

Her eyes shine so brightly with excitement that it’s hard to believe she’s new to all this. I know she knows what the quiet game is, especially if she likes reading erotic novels.

But she wants me to be her daddy. She wants me to teach her, guide her, instruct her, and from the look in her eyes, punish her too.

I’m going to do all that and more. I’m irrevocably and inexplicably in love with Alice. I would go to the ends of the earth to provide for her, protect her, and when I came back from my trip, I’d never stop fucking her, never leave her wanting. Because she’s Daddy’s little girl. Daddy’s baby girl.

“Are you ready to play the game?”

She nods eagerly and I smile. “Good girl. Now suck Daddy’s cock and sit on it.”

All too eagerly, she slides down and takes me in. My eyes nearly roll to the back of my head at the feel of her moist tongue. She’s sucking my length like it’s her favorite candy, taking me as deep as she can and looking up to see my reaction.

“You’re doing so well, baby girl. Show me how much you like your candy.”

She smiles and takes me even further until she gags. But she doesn’t pull back. She truly wants to please me, and I feel like the luckiest man in the world.

How on earth did I get so lucky?

When she takes my balls in her mouth, I realize how dangerous my baby girl is. She knows too because she looks up at me through long eyelashes and runs her tongue around the sack.

“That’s enough,” I grunt, barely managing to get the words out. “Show me how well you can ride.”

She sucks on my length one last time before straddling me.

I ease my dick into her, and she whimpers when I go all the way in until we’re joined at the hilt.

“Don’t forget the rules, baby girl, you have to be quiet no matter how hard I fuck you. Can you do that?”

She nods and I reward her with one hard thrust. She wraps herself tighter around me and I almost lose the game, but I manage to hold back my grunt. Barely.

“Now you go first. Ride me.”

With a barely audible moan, she starts moving on my dick. It takes her a while to slide in and out of my fat cock but soon, she gets the hang of it. She starts bouncing on me like she has trained her whole life to be my cowgirl.

She’s magnificent.

Her cheeks are flushed and she’s biting on her lower lip to stop herself from moaning. Her tits move marvelously, and I grab a hold of one as it bounces.

She changes her bounce to a slow grinding rhythm with her hips and I feel my cock move inside her. The feeling is explosive.

“Do you like that, Daddy?”

She knows she’s not supposed to speak so she earns herself a good spank on her perfect round ass. She moans and I spank her again, harder this time.

“Keep riding baby girl. Daddy’s going to punish you now.”

She keeps moving on my length and anytime I spank her, she tightens around me. Her ass cheeks start to heat up and I rub them gently.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she whimpers with glistening eyes. “I’ll be a good girl from now on, I promise.”

With one swift movement, I turn her so she lands on her back. Her legs are closed as she watches me, probably wondering what I’m up to.

“Slide your knees open,” I instruct. “Give me a view of that puffy pussy.”

She does exactly as I say.

Opening her thighs up so her wet and needy cunt comes into view again, I lick my lips remembering exactly how she tastes. Now that I've had one taste of her, it'll never be enough. I want to taste her every single day, feel her come against my tongue, writhing in pleasure, every morning before I leave my bed.

I really don’t deserve this honor. To pleasure this goddess-like woman and to have her eager to please me.

I love her. I love her so much it hurts.

I dive straight to her pussy, licking and sucking like it’s the best meal I’ve ever had.

Because it is.

I could do this forever. Just rest between her legs, tasting her, having her come on my face. But for some fucked up reason, I’m only human and I can only last so long.

I crawl up to kiss her and then I bring my dick back to her pussy. I ride her hard and fast.

I swallow her screams with my kiss, sucking on her tongue as I fuck her. Her legs go around me, her heels dig into my lower back.

My pace increases and I feel her tightening around me. Something magical is about to happen. Something that has never happened to me before.

Once my thumb finds her clit, she comes and so do I. At the same, we ride into the land of complete pleasure where our bodies are broken and remolded in the most beautiful way.

She lets out a loud scream, and I continue to move inside her, filling her with every last drop of my seed until she’s no longer trembling.

I collapse against her, not bothering to pull out.

I mutter in her ears, “Stay with me, Alice. Let me protect you and keep you safe. Let me be everything you want me to be and more.”

She sniffs and when I pull back, just enough to look at her, tears are streaming down the side of her face. “I don’t plan on going anywhere, Damon.”

Then she shakes her head and her arms wrap tightly around me. “I just want to be with you.”