Page 49 of Dark Daddies

I screamed from the overwhelming sensations that sent me reeling, sobbing out my passion and pain as he began fucking my ass so hard that I felt the bed move beneath me. It was awful and wonderful and completely encompassing.

I shattered beneath him as he thrust in deep and grunted, pulsing hot and hard inside me, flooding my insides with his cum.

He collapsed on top of me, his upper body covering mine, his cock deeply embedded in my ass.

“Good girl,” he murmured in my ear.

I clenched around his softening cock, shuddering from the aftershocks of my own climax. Closing my eyes, I took in the sound of him breathing, the feel of his cock slowly shrinking inside me, the burning of my ass against the heat of his body, the weight of him atop me…

I’d never been happier.

Epilogue

Three months later

Ivy

The conservatory was finally done.

I stood in the center of it and sighed, spinning in a slow circle with my arms outstretched. It was perfect. The plants were healthy and strong, a room full of green, with scattered bursts of color in between. Each pathway provided both privacy and beauty.

A person could be in here with twenty other people and not see any of them.

I had left one garden bed full of soft soil but empty of plants.

Sometimes a girl had needs.

Humming under my breath, I opened my eyes when I heard footsteps coming toward me. Tomas could move silently when he wanted to, but sometimes he wanted me to hear him coming. I could always recognize which steps were his.

“Little flower.” He frowned at me. “We’re late. Again.”

“I’m sorry. I was so close to finishing, and now I have.” I turned in place again, not bothering to hurry even though Tomas was already displeased. “It’s done. I just wanted to drink it in for a moment.”

He sighed and then came closer.

“It’s a good thing for you we’re late, or—" His voice cut off as his nostrils flared and his pupils dilated. I licked my lips. I was wearing my new perfume. One that I’d made especially for him. This was the first time I was getting to see his reaction to that. “What is that?”

“What is what?” I asked innocently as his nostrils flared again and his gaze locked onto me.

“That smell… what… fuck…” He stepped closer, reaching for me, but I was already moving back and away. “Ivy…”

“I made a new perfume. Do you like it?”

The growl that answered my question made me smile. He might be wearing a suit, but right now he looked more like a beast. Like the man who had broken into the Bianco house and assassinated its don.

The man who had saved me.

Menacing. Ruthless.

And wildly aroused.

Just how I wanted him.

“Come here, little flower.” Even his words sounded like a growl now.

I shook my head.

And then I turned and ran as fast as I could, deeper into the conservatory.

I couldn’t hear his footsteps anymore, but I didn’t need to in order to know that Daddy was running after me. And when he caught me… well, then I’d get to experience the full benefit of the perfume.

THE END