Elora
Soulmates were a real thing? Actual people, who the universe chose for you? And my guys were mine. I wasn’t surprised; I’d known for a
while now that I was meant to be with them. I’d known ever since the sparks and tingles started when they touched me.
Dimitri confirming that they were destined to be with me brought a calmness that I didn’t know I needed. It explained everything. The sparks, my need to be around them, my never-ending adoration for each of them. Everything made sense.
The clans slowly started to stand at their tables, and I watched them curiously. Ramsey, a familiar face, sent me a wink as he raised his glass. “To the Princess,” he announced.
What seemed like a million more voices reached my ears as they toasted the same words. My heart swelled, a strange pride filling my chest as I smiled.
Their sudden change of attitude towards me made me think. Earlier, maybe they thought my guys were just messing around and not serious. After all, I was a human, and this didn’t happen in their world. Especially because Felix was the king, and the rest of them were powerful. Now that Dimitri confirmed it, I think they realized that I was here to stay. I wasn’t just some human they chose to rule by their side. The fact that we were soulmates meant a lot to the clans; that much was clear.
There would always be those who would doubt, and I’d always be judged harder because I was a female in this male-ruled world. Unfortunately, that was how most things were, even in the human world. This wasn’t a role I took lightly, and I’d do my best to make my guys and the clans proud.
Standing here surrounded by my seven wonderful guys, with all the vampire clans toasting to me, I was filled with pride. In this moment, and all the moments to come, I’d always be proud to be the vampires’ human.
Felix smiled down at me, his arm still wrapped around my waist. I glanced behind us. The rest of my guys were also standing, giving me looks of adoration. Lucifer kicked off the wall, walking towards me.
He and Felix shared a look before Lucifer gently nodded at me, gesturing that it was time for us to go. Yay! No disrespect towards the clans, but it was a lot of pressure having so many eyes on me at once.
Felix let go of my waist, and Lucifer instantly grabbed my hand. Felix turned his body, somewhat blocking me from the crowd as he spoke. “Go be good for Lucifer, Baby. I’ll see you at dinner, okay?” He said gently.
I smiled up at him. “Okay Daddy.”
The room got deathly quiet, and I didn’t understand why. Just a second ago, everyone was having their own hushed conversations. Now, not a word.
A few seconds passed before the crowd slowly started to whisper until there were snickers, laughs, gasps, and a million conversations that I couldn’t quite hear.
“Did she just–”
“Am I attracted to this? “I knew it.”
I could barely hear complete sentences with the number of voices that started. What happened? I caught a glimpse of Sebastian and Ramsey, both nudging each other excitedly, like they had some kind of inside joke.
Felix pressed his lips together, looking at me with a mixture of pain and love. It was the same look Theo gave me when I asked him what jerking off was and when I asked Jason what a condom was. He gave Lucifer a quick look.
Before I could comprehend what was happening, I was in Lucifer’s room. “Woah,” I gasped at the insane speed. Lucifer dropped me on his bed, an amused smirk on his lips. “What happened?” I asked, still confused. I could still hear muffled voices coming from downstairs.
Lucifer shook his head. “Don’t worry about it, Kitten,” he dismissed.
He sat beside me, and I got nervous at the close proximity.
He leaned forward, his nose brushing against mine, his cool minty breath fanning across my lips, “You’re mine for the next few hours. What
should I do with you?” He asked slowly, his lips millimeters away from a kiss.
Heaven help me. I widened my eyes, my heart hammering in my chest and girly parts. My mind went blank, and I said the first thing that came to mind. “I–I have homework.”
His hand ran up my thigh, slowly teasing me. His tongue softly licked my lips, gently wetting them. My core clenched as my eyes started to flutter close. My legs spread on their own, craving his touch between my legs.
His hand left my thigh, making me open my eyes. What’s the hold-up?
Lucifer was smirking at me with a cruel look that I’d seen before. His dark hooded eyes traveled down my body before he locked eyes with me. “Let’s play a game, Kitten.”
Lucifer fucked me slowly from behind as I tried my absolute hardest to figure out how to make a chemistry equation balance.
It’d been half an hour, four orgasms, and only six problems solved. We were in the Butcher Shop, much to my dismay. This room made me anxious–or getting into the room made me anxious. I still wasn’t a fan of the creepy hallway of death. Lucifer explained that this was the only soundproof room in the house. I’d rather be in here than have hundreds of vampires hear us. No one could hear us as long as the secret door was closed on the other end of the creepy hall of death.
The game was simple–or so I thought before we started. All I had to do was finish my chemistry homework… while he fucked me. When he proposed it, I agreed because I was horny and not thinking clearly. Now, I was struggling. I couldn’t think at all.
My books and notes were in front of me, between my elbows. I was on my knees with my ass in the air. If I couldn’t finish the assigned ten chemistry problems, he won. And if I somehow managed to complete all ten, I won. The prize: Quin’s leftover strawberry crêpes (which I didn’t know about).
I was determined to win this time; my sugary dessert was on the line. If I knew Lucifer, and I did, he wasn’t giving in easily, either. He loved torture, and he loved sweets.
Fighting to keep my eyes open, I wrote on my paper. Homework was ruined for me forever. At first, this was encouraging, and I actually enjoyed doing my homework for the first time ever. Now, I was dying for the equations to just solve themselves.
He kept his thrusts slow yet hard, hitting what felt like my cervix with every single stroke. “Awe, Kitten, is it getting too hard for you?” Lucifer teased.
“Yes!” I cried out, helplessly hovering over my homework. “You’re being too rough, Daddy,” I pouted, hoping he’d ease up enough for me to finish the last four problems.
His big hand massaged my ass as he suddenly pulled out of me. I sighed, taking a second to compose myself. My heart was pounding, and a sheet of sweat covered my naked body.
A sharp sting rippled through me as he gave my ass a harsh slap, and I whimpered, turning to look at him.
When I turned, I was met with his crimson eyes. He ran a single finger down my slit before pushing it into me, making me shiver. “Don’t mind me. Be a good little girl and do your fucking homework,” he threatened.
He curled his finger inside me, and I gasped, quickly turning back around. I tried to rush through problems, knowing I probably didn’t have long before he started fucking me again.
I got through three problems as he quite literally played with my pussy, teasing me. He seemed to be enjoying himself, but I was aching with need. I was so close to finishing the last problem and cumming. At his slow pace, he wouldn’t let me.
My eyes widened, and I dropped my pen, feeling his mouth on my clit. I cried out in pleasure. “Daddy,” I moaned lowly.
“Mmm, you taste so good, Baby,” he rasped. He sucked on my clit harshly, causing waves of torturous pleasure to ripple through me.
A string of moans escaped my lips as his tongue slid into me. “Oh shit,” I panted out. My body rocked back on its own, pushing my pussy onto his face.
Wrapping his arm around my thighs, he pulled me closer to him. “Good girl, fuck yourself on my tongue,” he hummed in pleasure.
My hand shook as I picked up the pen, rocking my hips back onto him. He expertly shifted between tongue fucking my pussy and sucking my clit, pushing me over the edge. The mixture of penetration and stimulation was too much for me. I came for the fifth time, crying out in pleasure as he continued lapping at me.
My voice echoed through the room as I felt a slight pinch, followed by an intense orgasm.
I collapsed on the bed as he held my thighs up, greedily drinking from me. He moaned softly, slowly pulling his head away from my thigh.
Turning around, I shifted onto my back as I stared at him, my chest rapidly falling up and down. “You bit me,” I commented. He never had before, and he looked kind of scary. His eyes were bright red, and he slowly eyed my body.
His gaze dropped to my thigh before he gently ran his finger over the sensitive skin where he bit me. I winced, but my back arched off the bed with anticipation. He lifted his finger, and I saw ruby-red blood on it.
His eyes flashed with an emotion that I hadn’t seen before. Curiosity?
Lust? Cruelty? I couldn’t tell, but it was scary. “Open,” he ordered, glancing at my lips.
Absolute shock flowed through me as my eyes widened. “W–what?” I asked, surely I must have misheard him.
Leaning forward, his giant body loomed over mine. I watched as he gently ran his finger over my bottom lip, painting it with my blood. He slowly licked the blood off my lip, parting my lips with his tongue. “Open your mouth,” he said firmly.
My back arched off the bed, and I did what I was told. I parted my lips, locking eyes with him as he stuck his finger in my mouth. “Suck,” he smirked.
My blood ran cold, but I was strangely okay with this. It was my blood, and this was shockingly hot. Should I have been this wet? No. Was I? Yup. Sicko.
Wrapping my lips around his finger, I licked the blood off it. It tasted irony and somewhat familiar. I’d gotten paper cuts before and stuck my finger in my mouth to get the blood off. It was no different.
Lucifer tilted his head to the side as he watched me darkly. He moaned, pulling his finger out of my mouth and devouring my lips with his own.
I didn’t have time to make a sound before his tongue was in my mouth, licking and sucking my tongue. My arousal was seeping out of me, and I craved him again. I reached between us as he kissed me like his life depended on it. I grabbed his dick and aligned it with my hole. “Fuck me, Daddy.”
He broke away from the kiss, wrapping his hand around my throat and plunging his dick into me. We both let out a low moan, needing to feel each other.
Lucifer wasted no time as he began viciously thrusting into me, his firm grip on my neck holding me in place as he used me.
“You’re drenched, Kitten,” he said. “Does that turn you on? Having me lick your blood out of your dirty little mouth,” he rasped out, using his other hand to pinch my nipple.
I bit my lip, looking up at him as I nodded.
He pounded into me a few times, hard enough to shake the bed, and I cried out.
“Words, Baby,” he smirked.
My orgasm was building in the pit of my stomach. “Uh-huh,” I moaned. In a dreamy trance, I watched him, eyeing his toned torso and muscular chest. I whimpered as my core clenched around him. “Daddy, you’re going
to make me cum,” I warned.
He narrowed his eyes at me. “Not yet, Kitten.” His thrusts sped up, getting sloppier as he approached his release.
Tears pricked my eyes as I fought to hold it in. “Please,” I begged.
The beginning of a smirk started on his lips before his face twisted with pleasure as he spilled his cum inside me. “Cum for Daddy’s cock, Kitten,” he groaned.
I came instantly; whimpers and moans filled the room as we came. My head fell back as I caught my breath. “I won,” I panted.
Lucifer pulled out of me, and I leaked onto the bed. He pushed his eyebrows together in confusion, picking up my homework. He raised his eyebrows, seeing that I did, in fact, win.
He was having so much fun eating me out earlier, I had a feeling he wasn’t paying much attention to my thoughts and powered through to finish it. I gave him a sweet smile. “I beat you at your own game,” I teased.
He cocked an eyebrow at me. “Careful, Kitten. I still have my reward from last time.”
Oh crap. I’d almost forgotten about that. I bit my lip and looked up at him with my big doe eyes. “Have I mentioned that I love you?” I said sweetly.
He softly nodded as a small smile grew on his lips. “Every day.”
I wrapped my arms around Duke, hugging him to me. “Hi,” I smiled up at him. Their meeting was over for the day, and Lucifer just brought me downstairs.
He kissed my forehead, wrapping his arms around my back. “Hello, beautiful,” he smiled. “How was your day?” He asked.
Oh. I shrugged. “It was good. I had breakfast with Dane, it was a good day at school, Felix said all those nice things about me, then Lucifer helped me with my homework,” I twisted the truth a bit.
He raised his eyebrows at me. “Mhm, I saw the video of you and Dane
eating breakfast,” he gave me a pointed look making me blush.
Averting my eyes, I saw Dimitri, Sebastian, Ramsey, and a few others still here. I could see them talking to Eugene and Theo far down the hall. “Uh, Duke?” I grabbed onto his shirt, gesturing to the vampires. I thought they’d all left for the night?
He ran his hand through my hair. “Quin invited them to stay for dinner.
If you’re not okay with it, I’ll have them leave–”
“No, it’s okay,” I assured quickly. The only friends my guys had were each other, really. I think it would be good for them to catch up with their other friends. Also, I selfishly wanted to see what they were like around their friends and what their friends were like, too. I smiled up at him. “What’s for dinner?”
I was scooped out of Duke’s arms and thrown over Quin’s shoulder as he carried me to the kitchen, making me giggle. “Whatever you want, Doll.”
“Hmm,” I thought. “Alfredo?” I suggested. I was hungry–ravenous, really–anything sounded fantastic.
He sat me down on the counter in my usual corner. “Angel hair or rigatoni?” He asked.
“Angel,” I answered.
“This is so domestic, I’m gonna barf,” I snapped my eyes to a man I hadn’t met yet. He had sandy blonde hair and a permanently annoyed expression.
I blushed, feeling out of place. I slid down from where I sat on the counter, standing next to it now.
Quin smirked at the man. “You never cook, Clarence?” He shot back. Quin was moving around the kitchen, gathering ingredients to make Alfredo. As he passed, he casually picked me up and put me back on the counter.
Clarence sat at one of the barstools, resting his cheek on his fist as he watched us. “I have no one to cook for,” he shrugged.
That was kind of sad. I bit the inside of my lip, not knowing if I should join in on their conversation or sit here like a social recluse. The second option was tempting.
Quin gave him a small nod. “Cook for your clan?” He suggested.
Clarence cringed. “No. I’m around them enough as it is. Maybe I’ll take up cooking classes for myself,” he thought.
He glanced at me. “Where’s Lucifer?” He asked.
Lucifer went back up to his room after handing me to Duke. “Around,” I vaguely answered. He liked his privacy; I doubt he wanted people to know where he was.
Clarence seemed amused, “He’s probably lurking in a dark corner somewhere. Such a closet emo,” he and Quin chuckled. I couldn’t argue with that.
“How is good ‘ole Lucifer? I haven’t seen him in… 750 years?” He added.
Quin shrugged. “Still a pain in the ass.” “He is not,” I defended.
Quin tilted his head at me. “Not to you. None of us want to sit in the ballroom all day going over boring shit with the clans, Doll. He got the fun part.”
I blushed, softly shaking my head at Quin. Now wasn’t the time for dirty jokes. “Tomorrow, I’m going to have him go through the library with
me and start alphabetizing the books. Is that what you mean by fun?” I shot back.
“At least it’s not me!” Theo yelled from across the house.
Quin pushed his eyebrows together. “We have thousands of books, Doll.
It will take years to go through them all,” he explained.
Years for an average person. Organizing was my specialty.
“Káti myrízei nóstima! Kai den miláo gia tin prinkípissa,” Dimitri walked into the kitchen with a smile on his face.
“Are we all just supposed to speak Greek now?” Clarence mumbled. He looked over his shoulder. “English bro, English.”
Dimitri put his hands up in surrender. “My apologies, I forget,” he said in a thick accent. “Quin, are you not going to introduce me to your girl?” He cocked a playful eyebrow at him.
I like him.
I raised my eyebrows at Quin, pressing my lips together. He never introduced me to Clarence, either.
Quin stopped seasoning the chicken and turned to look at the three of us. “Was Felix’s massive speech earlier not an introduction?” He asked.
Clarence and I let out a small laugh. I could speak for myself anyway. I smiled at Dimitri. “Hi, I’m Elora.”
His eyes lit up as he approached me. “Yes, I know your name, my dear. Tell me about yourself,” he said as he stood in front of me, intrigue written all over his features.
Uh. I peeked at Quin, seeing an amused expression. “Like what?” I asked. I didn’t like talking about myself.
Dimitri shrugged. “How old are you?” “Nineteen–”
“Thank the heavens,” he breathed, sending Quin a cheeky grin.
I widened my eyes, trying to think of anything to change the subject. “You can see people’s auras, right?” I asked.
“Don’t get him started. He’ll never shut up,” Clarence gave me a look. I grinned. “What does mine look like?” I asked curiously.
Dimitri smiled, leaning against the counter next to me. “People have a misconstrued idea of what an aura is. There are no colors or orbs hanging above your head,” he started. “Many think that if you are a bad person, you will have a red fog around your head, yes?” He continued. I nodded; that was what I thought. “But there are many bad people in the world, yes?” I
nodded. “No two souls are the same. Someone’s aura is a feeling. I don’t see, I feel. Do you understand?” He asked, his accent becoming thicker the more he spoke.
“So, you can feel people’s souls?” I summarized.
He smiled. “Yes. You asked what your soul looks like. I can paint a faint picture of your life, but I don’t know the details. I know how you feel, and that, my dear, is what makes up a person’s aura,” he explained.
“If someone always feels sad, their soul is sad?” I asked.
He nodded. “Yes. But as life changes, your feelings change. Souls are not consistent, they’re ever-changing with life’s experiences.” He smiled at me. “Tell me why you spent the first few years of your life in fear.”
“Dimitri,” Quin warned.
“It’s fine,” I waved him off. I looked back at Dimitri. “I don’t remember. I guess my mom abandoned me when I was a toddler. Before Duke found me, I was all alone, but I don’t remember. It was a long time ago,” I explained.
Dimitri looked sad as he nodded. “But you were never sad? Even now, there is no resentment toward the woman who left you,” he asked.
I shrugged. I never had a mom, not really. I didn’t want to be associated with anyone who left a kid to fend for themselves like that. If anything, I was grateful that I was abandoned so Duke could find me. If she never did, I wouldn’t have this wonderful life that I did. “I think everything happens for a reason.”
Dimitri smiled. “You are wise. You are kind. You are happy. You are all the things Felix mentioned earlier. That is what your aura looks like,” he said softly. He kicked off the cabinet, walking to leave.
I pushed my eyebrows together. “Dimitri?” I called. He raised his eyebrows at me. “How do you know we’re soul mates?” I asked.
He paused by the door. “I’ve never felt anything like it before. Your souls are intertwined. Your soul contains pieces of theirs. And each of them has pieces of yours. It’s lovely,” he explained as he walked out.
A wave of exhaustion fell over me, and I began blinking slowly. After we ate dinner, everyone had such a lovely time catching up that they’d lost track of time. We were all gathered in the living room. As they reminisced, most of them had some kind of fancy scotch in their hands.
I sat between Eugene and Duke, resting my head against Duke’s arm as I fought sleep. His arm was wrapped around my waist, tucking me into his side. My legs were resting on Eugene’s thighs. He kept rubbing his fingers down my calf, and it was starting to feel like a lullaby.
I’d had such a good night, listening to stories of their past. Seeing them interact with their friends was amazing. I definitely got the sweet, caring versions of them, which I loved. With their friends, they joked, laughed, and let loose after a long day of formalities. They seemed really happy.
Unfortunately, I’d been up since five this morning, and it was almost two. I was dead tired. I doubted I’d make a good image of myself if I passed out on the couch. Closing my eyes for a few seconds wouldn’t hurt.
“I forgot that humans slept,” a voice announced.
“Freaky, isn’t it?” Theo responded. His voice was the last thing I heard before I escaped to dreamland.
“You ripped his tongue out?!” I heard someone laugh. “That’s why the fucker was so quiet all day.”
Cracking my eyes open, I blinked slowly. My head was in Duke’s lap, my body curled into a ball on the couch.
“Shit, shut up,” Theo hushed quickly.
I didn’t want to bother any of my guys and ask them to come with me to bed, not when they were talking to their friends they didn’t get to see very often. I was greedy and selfish, but not that much.
Lucifer, come get me, I thought.
Duke ran his hand through my hair as the others continued talking. “Is it bedtime, Baby?” He asked.
I nodded. “Mhm.”
“Look who decided to join the fun,” Sebastian announced. Confused, I looked around at everyone. Noticing Lucifer walking down the stairs, I sat up.
“My love, it’s been decades too long,” Dimitri winked at him.
I don’t like him anymore. “He’s kidding, Kitten.”
Lucifer stood between two of the sofas with his hands in the pocket of his hoodie. He looked cozy, especially in the dim light provided by the fireplace.
“I think you gave everyone quite the scare earlier. The clans stopped expecting you to attend the gatherings after you went MIA for a few hundred years,” Clarence said.
“Can you blame me?” Lucifer asked in his low tone.
“Some of us don’t have the privilege to not show up,” Ramsey smirked. “No offense Felix, we love the gatherings,” he joked.
Felix chuckled. “You’re having a nice time, and you know it.”
Ramsey nodded. “This is fun. Having to sit through your lectures and speeches is awful. And tomorrow Dane and Duke will go over the science shit they discovered. Hard pass,” he deadpanned, making everyone laugh.
I’m just trying to go to sleep.
Quin looked at Lucifer and pointed over his shoulder. “I made pasta.” Lucifer glanced at me. “I already ate.”
Everyone gave Lucifer a pointed look, and I swear I saw the tiniest hint of a smirk on his lips as he started walking over to me.
“You’re dead wrong for that,” Sebastian mumbled as he and Ramsey chuckled.
A blush crept onto my cheeks, realizing what Lucifer hinted at.
Theo was looking at something on his phone as he nudged Clarence. “Found the picture,” he grinned, handing him the phone. “It’s custom-made and way bigger than the ones everyone else picked,” he drunkenly grinned.
Clarence nodded in approval. “Very nice.” They must be talking about some business thing?
Theo turned to say something to Quin as Clarence’s thumb swiped across the phone screen. His eyes widened as he stared at the screen. He blinked once before looking up at me with a sneaky grin. “Seb,” he said quickly, tossing Theo’s phone at Sebastian quicker than my tired human eyes could follow.
Although Sebastian was busy talking to the others, he caught the phone effortlessly. “What?” He snapped at the interruption. He looked slightly annoyed as he looked at the screen. Ramsey looked over his shoulder curiously. The two of them looked equally as surprised as their expressions turned smug.
This captured everyone’s attention. Theo looked up, seeing Sebastian with his phone in hand. Theo grinned, “Nice, huh?” He smiled.
Ramsey chuckled, almost nervously. “I value my life too much to answer that,” he looked around the room with a grin.
Dane pushed his eyebrows together, walking behind the two of them. The second Dane’s eyes landed on the phone, he snatched it from Sebastian’s hand. “Theo?!” He seethed.
Theo’s eyes widened, looking confused. “What? It’s nice, am I wrong?”
Dane blinked, anger and disbelief in his bright red eyes. “Do you know what’s on your phone right now?” He asked slowly.
Theo glanced at me and nodded. “Yes, but I can’t say it out loud. Why?
Jealous?” He smirked.
Dane sighed, throwing the phone back to Theo, who caught it and looked down at the screen. He froze, looking around at my other guys, who all looked absolutely livid as they glared at him.
What was going on?
Theo turned to Clarence with a pointed look. “Why the fuck would you scroll?” He questioned, running his fingers through his hair. “Dude, you just got me in so much trouble,” he groaned.
Duke tensed, looking Sebastian in the eye as he spoke. “Forget what you saw.”
Sebastian cringed. “I’m too old to be compelled, even by you,” he said apologetically. “It was a good try, though,” he chuckled.
“Forget what?” I finally asked, wanting to be on the same page. Maybe it was a vampire thing? I was too tired to try and solve their puzzle.
Quin looked between the four guilty people in the room. “If I snap each of your necks, you’ll be back up in about thirty minutes. Theo, you’ll be up in ten,” he calculated. “So you three will die twice, and Theo… it’s going to be a long hour for you,” he decided.
Clarence nodded. “Yeah, that’s fair.”
Dimitri looked amused as his eyes shifted between everyone. “Theo, you know Clarence is a snooper. You should have been paying attention,”
he gave him a pointed look.
I pushed my eyebrows together, surprised at how easily they agreed to have their necks snapped–multiple times… What was so bad on Theo’s phone?
“I plead innocence, but sure. Hit me with the ‘ol factory reset,” he chuckled.
Lucifer shook his head at Theo before leaning over Duke and me, nodding toward the stairs. “You heard Duke, it’s bedtime,” he said, obviously wanting me to leave the room before the planned and agreed- upon massacre started.
Say less. I stood up, feeling Duke’s hand on my thigh as he quickly adjusted my skirt so my ass wouldn’t show. It was a good thing his brain was working because mine was half asleep.
“Goodnight, Princess,” Theo drunkenly blew me a kiss. His eyes flickered to Felix, who was quickly approaching him, probably to break his neck. I wasn’t going to question it, although I didn’t like them killing each other so easily. It was freaky.
I smiled at him, grabbing Lucifer’s hand as he led me up the stairs. “I regret nothing,” I heard Clarence chuckle before there was a thud.
Shifting in my sleep, I felt rough hands run up my thighs. The familiar tingles that ran up my thigh and straight to my girly parts made me squirm. I moaned, feeling his big hand snake into my loose pajama shorts. His finger ran up and down my slit, and I tried to clench my thighs together.
Opening my eyes, I tiredly gazed up at Felix, slowly blinking at him. “Daddy, what are you doing?” I whispered, sleep in my voice.
His hair was disheveled like he’d run his hands through it a million times throughout the day. The suit he once wore was off, leaving him in boxers and an unbuttoned white shirt. Yummy.
He slowly pushed his finger into me. “Daddy had a long day, Baby.” He gazed down at me, ploddingly pumping his finger.
Spreading my legs for him, I moaned deeply. “That feels good,” I whispered, closing my eyes, allowing the pleasure to consume me.
He placed his other hand on my hip, lovingly tracing circles around it. “All I could think about all day was that fucking video,” he rasped. “I know you’re tired, Baby. But Daddy needs to use you tonight.”
My pussy clenched tightly around his finger as wetness leaked out of me. He pulled his finger out of me, and I watched with round eyes as he wrapped his lips around it, sucking my arousal off.
Fuck me.
He pulled my shorts down, tossing them off to the side. He let out a low groan as he spread my legs again until my pussy was on full display for him. “Fuck, I love how easily your little pussy gets wet.”
My body shivered as he touched his finger to my clit, lightly rubbing it in circles. My hips bucked, desperately wanting more. “Daddy–”
“I know, Baby,” he said with false sympathy. He got off the bed, taking his boxers off. “Lift your hips,” he ordered, positioning himself over me again.
Lifting my hips, I watched as he grabbed a pillow and slid it under my lower back. He positioned himself between my legs, gently pushing me down by my stomach. “Lay down, let me make you feel good.”
I relaxed against the pillow, biting my lip as he stroked his dick a few times. He smirked, placing his dick against my tummy. “Look how tiny you are,” he said. Peering down, I looked at how big his dick was compared to my torso. Resting against me, it almost went past my belly button.
He rubbed his dick along my slit, coating it in my juices. Tired and horny was a fantastic combination–kind of like being tipsy.
I sucked in a breath as he pushed into me. His dick slid in easily from the slick mess I’d made. Feeling stretched and full was easily one of my favorite things. “Such a good little girl, letting Daddy use your holes,” he moaned, a satisfying look of relief across his face.
He gently pressed down on my lower stomach as he thrust into me. “Mmm, Daddy,” I moaned, wrapping my arms around his neck.
He smirked, watching me in a lustful trance. “You like that, Baby? Do you like being fucked deep and slow, feeling every inch of me while I rearrange your guts,” he said darkly.
“Uh-huh.” I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer to me, earning a sexy moan. I’d been dying to get fucked to sleep since this
morning.
Felix rocked his hips, putting more pressure on my lower belly. Tears started to fill my eyes as my core clenched around him. “You’re so pretty, Baby. So many men wanted you today, and it makes me so fucking hard that I’m the one who gets to have you,” he rasped out, his thrusts speeding up.
Despite my bottom lip between my teeth, a lustful moan escaped. My eyes fluttered closed as I basked in his touch. I’d never liked attention from anyone but my guys. Even I had to admit, the thought of making them jealous just for fun was tempting.
“I’m yours, Daddy.” I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts. I opened my eyes, looking up at him with tears glossed in my eyes. “This pussy is yours,” I moaned.
Felix groaned deeply, grabbing my ankle and putting it over his shoulder. I was almost bent in half at the waist as he fucked into me viciously. “Fuck, I needed this,” he whispered.
My pussy was making wet sounds each time he pushed into me. That, our moans, and the bed shaking were the only sounds in the room.
His free hand held mine, an unusually loving gesture for our early morning ‘going at it like rabbits’ sex. His thrusts got harder, his pelvis hitting my thighs with a clap each time he pounded into me.
“You’re making me feel so good, Baby. You’re such a good girl for me,” he said with a strained voice.
The knot in my stomach started to come undone. “I’m gonna cum,” I warned.
His thrusts became sloppier as he slammed into me. “Wait for me, Baby,” he ordered.
Fighting the pleasure, I bit my lip so hard, I was surprised no blood was drawn. He dropped my leg down from his shoulder. Big hands covered my stomach as he gripped my hips, pulling me into him as he moaned desperately.
I cried out, giving in to the pleasure as I came on his dick. Tears fell down my cheeks as he continued to pound into me until he came deep inside me, holding my hips to his crotch.
Felix let out a string of moans and groans, his eyes never leaving mine as he fucked himself with me a few more times, milking every last drop into my pussy.
My head fell to my pillow, and I sighed happily. Now that the fun part was over, I was completely exhausted. Felix wrapped his arms around me, flipping us so he was lying under me with his dick still buried inside me.
He ran his hand through my hair. “I love you so much, Baby.”
Hugging his chest, I smiled. “Did you mean everything you said earlier?” I asked.
He kissed the top of my head. “Every word.” He pulled the blankets over us. “Go to sleep, Baby, you’ve had a long day,” he husked.
My eyes got heavy as I breathed in his comforting, masculine scent. I blinked my eyes open. “Um, what about cleaning up?” I asked. They always washed me up before letting me sleep.
Felix smirked. “In the morning, Baby. Your little pussy is going to keep Daddy’s cock warm all night long.” He gently pushed my ass down, making his dick hit something sensitive after my orgasm, and I whimpered. “Now, sleep before I keep you up all night,” he warned.
I rested my head back down on him, cuddling further into him. I loved this.
