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“I love you, too.”

He slid the ring on my right hand. I giggled again. “But I already have a ring.”

“Have two or ten. Have anything you want.” He printed a kiss on the back of my hand. “By the way, I’ve missed the sound of your giggles. I’m glad they’re back.”

We sat together and indulged in this bright evening with all it had to offer. Then he took me to the blue room as I requested. “What’s the surprise, baby girl?”

I took a deep breath to ease my nerves. “I’m gonna need your help to set it up. I’ve never done this before.”

“That’s always good to hear.”

I sucked in another breath and exhaled roughly. “I want to give you my virginity.”

Instantly, his eyes sparkled with the yellow glint that no longer frightened me and only set my panties on fire. They lusted over me as he cupped my ass, squeezing. “Are you sure?”

I didn’t know if I’d ever be sure I wanted to get fucked in the ass, but I wanted to give him the only thing that wasn’t taken away from me. The one thing I had a choice to give. Only for Dom. So I nodded.

He swallowed. “You’re making Daddy so hard, baby girl.”

His erection poked my stomach and sent a delectable shiver down my spine. “Tell me what I need to do, Daddy.”

“I’m not gonna lie to you. It won’t be as easy as that time when I just rimmed you. And without enough preparation, it’s gonna hurt.”

“Are you trying to talk me out of it?”

“I hope not. You don’t know how much I need this.”

Just like I needed Daddy. “Then I’ll happily give it to you.”

He hissed in a harsh breath, his eyes now dark. Then he devoured me in a kiss and ripped off my clothes, his beast out to play. His spanks landed sharp on my ass as he twirled me and pulled my hair. He pushed me onto a Tally Ho chair. My breasts slammed against the padded leather as he parted my legs, my ass in the air. “Stay there.”

His footsteps echoed in the room followed by rustling. Then he came back to me, dangling some restraints for me to see. My heart raced, and my pussy clenched with excitement as he rendered me helpless on the chair, all his for the taking.

He dangled another shiny thing down my face. A butt plug. I gulped. “Is it gonna hurt?”

He nodded once. “But it’ll stretch you to prepare you for me.”

“Okay.” I didn’t like pain, but I’d take it for him. It wasn’t like I had a choice, tied to a chair submissively like that with a vicious animal like Il Coyote—my vicious animal, my beautiful monster—anyway.

My heartbeat banged louder than each of his footsteps as he reached my behind. I heard a pop then a squirt. Then cold liquid rimmed my asshole. I hissed. “Is that lube, actual lube?”Not blood?

“Yes.”

“Thank you.”

“Prego. Ready?”

I tried to relax and unclench like he taught me. “You tell me.”

He held my butt cheeks and spread me. Then the cold toy tip entered me. I closed my eyes, trying to surrender and welcome the intrusion rather than fight it. He moved it in a circular motion, pushing it deeper. “Hold your breath and take it, baby.”

I obeyed, and with one last push, he slid it home. A gasp ripped from my throat. “Oh my God.”

“Hurts, baby girl?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

His fingers slid across my slit up and down in a tease. “But do you like it?”