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“Answer the fucking question, Skye.”
“Not for a few years now. The boys in the academy have different instructors. We don’t really mix.”
One hand remains on my cock while I continue to caress her. “Good. That’s very good to hear. Because you know what I would’ve done, angel?”
“N-no,” she answers shakily, her body continuing to tremble as heat transfers from my hand to her skin.
“I would’ve hunted them all down and beat the shit out of them for daring to see you like this. Because the way you move, princess, is nothing short of sublime. And now that you’re mine, I’m finding that I’m feeling a little feral toward anyone seeing you like this.”
“But…I’m not…yours,” she dares to defy.
I chuckle darkly. “You don’t think so? You’re under my roof for the foreseeable future. Here you are, dancing for me. I may have ordered you to but I see how much you love doing it. You can see your effect on me. And I, little girl, can feel how you shake and gasp when I touch you. You may not think so now but you’re mine, Skye. And nobody looks at or touches what’s mine without my express permission.”
My hand skates higher, gripping and exploring. I pause when I reach the top of her thighs, my fingers kneading and caressing her flesh.
The music has ended and my breathing is harsh and agitated in the large space. My nostrils flare as I breathe her in.
Fuck me, she’s magnificent.
I can’t hold back any longer.
I brush my fingers between her legs, then the devil himself prowling through me, I grip the seams of her leggings and rip the material apart.
A squeal rocks through her body, unsettling her stance.
“Don’t move, angel. Not unless you want to upset Daddy.”
* * *
Skye
My mouth gapesin shock as a new sensation ripples through me.
Given that it was my mother who’d abandoned me, I should be riddled with mommy issues.
Instead, my secret yearnings have all been about having a daddy to take care of me. Hearing Jared call himself Daddy sends fresh waves of longing through me but these were wrapped in highly sexual charges, the kind that pools between my legs and robs me of breath.
“You like that, don’t you?” Jared croons, his hands efficiently divesting me of the tattered tights. “If I touch this tight little snatch, will I find you wet, little girl?”
I squeeze my eyes shut, every ounce of control holding thatyesinside. It will give him too much power over me.
“Answer me or I’ll make you hold this pose for another five minutes while I spank that delicious ass.” His hand creeps slowly up my standing leg, drawing ever closer to that secret place no one has explored but me, and even then with very little idea of what I was doing since that curious ball of need never goes away, only builds and builds and doesn’t give me relief no matter how much I touch myself. “Are you soaked for your Daddy?”
Scrunching my eyes even tighter, I answer. “Yes.”
“Open your eyes, angel. Look at me.”
I obey and find him even closer, still on his knees next me.
His fly is still wide open and his huge cock stands at rigid attention.
The drop of liquid is now dripping down the underside. The sight of that drop sparks, sharp and exhilarating, inside me I don’t understand.
“Fuck. You keep looking at my dick like that and I won’t be responsible for my actions.”
My gaze flies to his face and it dawns on me that he’s lost all semblance of civility. His hunger is deeper, darker, sharper than mine.
Jared Prince on his knees is a Neanderthal possessed as his gaze flicks between my face and my womanhood.
