Page 61 of The Bratva's Beast


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"I need Daddy's cock, that's what I need." She replied happily with a blissful sigh as she kept herself fully seated on my cock.

Once the guy ran off after being shot by Hanna, I practically dragged Hanna out of her place, threw her in my car, and drove us back to my house. I barely gave her enough time to pull on a pair of sleep shorts under my dress shirt she still wore before forcing her to leave. I grew too impatient regarding her safety to ask for my shirt back in the moment, too, settling for my suit jacket to cover my top half to keep decent.

When we'd gotten back to my place, Hanna kicked her shorts off the moment we set foot inside and dragged me to the bedroom. Guess her panties went with the shorts, too, because I felt nothing but her bare pussy when she rocked her hips against me earlier.

Releasing her hips, I grabbed my shirt—the one she wore—and tore it open, not caring about ruining it as some of the buttons flew off. Instantly, my hands went to her breasts, cupping the small handfuls and molding them in my big hands while my fingers pinched and pulled at her taut nipples.

Gritting my teeth, I thrust my hips upwards to try and get her to move some more, only to have her giggle and sit down firmly on me, pinning my hips down. "Nah ah, use your words Daddy." She grinned cheekily at me, barely moving her hips to tease me.

"Little tigress, move." I demanded needily, bucking my hips at her to try and move her myself.

Then, much to my surprise, her hand ended up around my neck. "That wasn't nice Daddy, try that again." Her face leaned close to mine, her smirking lips inches from mine as her hand tightened around my neck.

Besides being surprised about the fact she managed to get her small hand around my neck enough to choke me, I was surprised to find myself enjoying this little exchange more than I expected.

Sliding my hands down her body, I rested them on her hips, stroking them with my thumbs as I admired her for a moment longer. "Hanna, move, please. Ride my cock to your pleasure. Ride Daddy til he comes, please." Never in my life did I ever think I'd be begging my girl like this or begging anyone in this manner in general.

Hanna shrugged my open shirt off her body entirely and discarded it off the side of the bed before kissing me deeply with a soft moan. Her tongue tentatively ran against my bottom lip before she forced her way into my mouth, making me chuckle softly as I fought back against her until I shoved her tongue back into her mouth and filled it with my own.

My hands slowly slipped down to the globes of her ass when she started to lift her hips and bounce, gripping at them tightly until I heard her groan. God, I couldn't wait to bend her over and mark her ass up, turn it cherry red, and spank her until she couldn't sit.

It didn't take long for Hanna to slam herself onto me hard and fast, her hips lifting until only my tip remained before they were brought down firmly against me.

My exhaustion, paired with the feeling of her tight walls clenching at me with her orgasms, became too much too fast for me. Groaning deeply, I looked up at Hanna knowingly and adoringly. "Hanna, I'm close."

Tightening her grip on my neck, she squeezed for a few seconds before releasing me fully. "I know, I can feel you swelling." She giggled deviously, slowing her hips down with an evil smirk. "Is there something you want Daddy?"

Fuck this little tigress of mine is going to be the end of me.

"Tigress, please." I huffed defeatedly, my cheeks flushing a little from the notion of all this.

"Please what Daddy?" She was enjoying this too much; the giddy little shit-eating grin on her face said as much.

"Let me come, please. Let me fill up your sweet cunt with my cum." None of this was ever going to see the light of day or leave this damn room.

Satisfied, Hanna smiled widely as she kissed me hard and passionately. Her hips quickly resumed their pace from before, making my balls curl with my release until I felt myself erupt into her waiting walls.

Groaning, I let my eyes travel to the clock on the wall. "Fuck it, we're not going to the office tomorrow." It was nearly 6 AM, and we'd only gotten three hours of sleep at most.

"No, stay, cuddle." Hanna's sleepy voice demanded cutely, her hands tiredly gripping my arms to keep me from slipping out of bed.

I didn't bother trying to stop the smile from curving at my lips as I leaned down and kissed her temple. "It's nearly noon, little tigress. I am going to wash up then make us lunch, I expect you to be downstairs in a hour."

"Or what?" Her sleepy, half-opened eyes glared at me, making me chuckle amusingly at her adorableness.

"Or Daddy will have to teach that ass of yours a lesson a lot sooner than later." My tone might have been playful, but my threat wasn't.

Sticking her tongue out, Hanna flipped me off before turning herself into a burrito with the covers.

All the softness fell from my face with my deep breath. Sitting up, I shot my hand out and fisted her hair, dragging her protestant self off the bed when I slid to the edge of it. "As cute as your little stunt was, it's earned you an attitude adjustment."

Using her hair to control her, I dragged her up and over my knee, locking her in place by throwing one of my legs over the back of hers. Then, with a firm tug, I forced her to crane her neck before leaning down to nip at her ear. "Twenty-five, and you better count each one or I start over."

"What!? You can't spank me twenty-five times, that's so many, what the fuck." Hanna's struggle intensified until a solid crack against her bubbly bottom caused her to stop with a yelp.

"I can, and I will. If you want to be a little brat then you better be prepared to take the consequences." I loved that she was a brat, and I wouldn't want it any other way because it fitted Hanna perfectly. Also, her being a brat meant ample reasons to punish her.

"Fuck you Daddy." That little spat earned her another hard smack against her pinkening cheek.

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