“You will?”
“You need your strength after last night.”
“What I need is a hose.”
He laughed, kicking the sheets off him. “I’ll give you a bath, too.”
I stared at his naked body. He might have been nothing but naked since we got here, but I might never get used to it…or get enough of it. “You’ll tie me when you go make breakfast?”
His too sexy lips pursed. “Do I have to?”
I shook my head without hesitation. For selfish and malicious reasons, I’d never had any intentions to escape, but after last night, survival wasn’t the only reason I was staying. Here, with Dom, I began to feel was the safest place to be for now.
“Good girl.”
Too tired, I didn’t move an inch until he exited and came back. He looked fresh, his hair damp as if he’d jumped into the shower real quick…and he had shorts on. The smell of his musky cologne along with that of bacon and coffee covered that other cologne I’d detected since he brought me to his secret room.
He rested beside me and started to feed me. “Just this once because you must be beat from yesterday.”
I stared at him the whole time, happy to eat the good part of the pig, yet wondering. “Why are you being kind to me? Why aren’t you disgusted by me?” I had to ask. How he was treating me after he’d learned the worst about me was too good to be true.
“Disgusted? Nicky…you’re the purest and most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. I understand you don’t feel that way now, but you have nothing to be ashamed of or feel guilty about.” He slid one arm under me and pulled me into his chest, letting my hair drape over it. “You’re my wife. The only woman I’ve ever really wanted, and nothing will change that.”
I broke into tears for the second time in front of him, the tears I’d never allowed anyone to see.
“No.” He kissed my eyes, folding his other arm around me in a protective embrace. “I thought I’d feel victorious when I saw them, but no. I can’t take it. I can’t take your tears anymore, Nicky.” He tipped my chin so I’d look at him. “Listen, whatever happens, it’s between you and me. You’re safe, and I’m not going anywhere. I’ll take care of you. I want to be what you need me to be. Iwillgive you what you need.”
The promises he was making were sincere as always and never ceased to take me by surprise. I wished it’d been easy for me to accept them as he accepted me. “I don’t know what I need.”
“You need to be Daddy’s little girl.”
My eyes widened despite the exhaustion. “No!”
“Nicky, per favore, I told you were safe. I’d never judge. You don’t have to hide anymore. You need to be Daddy’s sweet little princess, except when you need to be his little slut?”
My body reacted the only way it knew how to these words, even though my skin crawled and my pussy had enough action for weeks.
He played with my hair, running his fingers through it. “My sweet baby girl doesn’t want a cruel master. She wants her daddy to treat her like a princess, except here. In his bed, she wants to be his playful little slut, vero?”
I let out a soft moan. “Dom…”
“No.” He kissed me, and I melted, as if all the tension had suddenly flowed out of me. “Daddy.”
My eyes dropped closed. “Daddy.”
His cock stiffened in his shorts. He slid his hands up my arms, firmly gripping my wrists and holding them pinned over my head. “Yes, baby girl. I’m here to give you what you need. You can be Daddy’s little slut all you want, but only for me, vero?”
I nodded, my heart racing, my mind in a haze.
“I need to hear you say it, baby girl. Say you’re mine. Only mine.”
“I’m yours, Daddy.” I obeyed, hypnotized.
“Porca troia,” he growled, gripping both my wrists in one hand. Then he reached down and pulled his hard cock out of his shorts before he kicked them off. “If I take good care of my sweet little baby girl, you’ll be my little slut whenever I want, won’t you?”
My lower lip caught under my teeth as debauched heat flooded me in waves. I was already close to the edge just from the way he dirty talked to me. “Yes, Daddy.”
“My little slut wants a good fucking right now, don’t you?”
