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My arms squeezed around him, holding him tight as he took me on a passionate journey of blinding ecstasy. My fingers gripped at the back of his head.

“That’s my good girl. You’re taking me so well,” he commended, and I blushed.

“I’m your good girl, Daddy,” I echoed, losing myself in his measured thrusts and feeling myself starting to fray apart at the seams.

Every movement of his was deliberate. When he pushed inside me, he dipped his pelvis so that he ground against my clit. When the head of his cock brushed against my cervix, his lips kissed my neck, and his fingers squeezed my ass. In return, I held onto him as I rocked my hips up, taking him deeper with every thrust. I brushed my own lips against his cheek, moaning and showing him with every fiber of my being how much this meant to me.

“Come for me, little girl. Come long and hard for Daddy while he fucks you.”

My world tilted on its edge and splintered, the edges jagged as I fell apart. His cock moved into me faster now, and I could feel him losing control at the same time. He groaned and the sound drove me wild, his restrained power overwhelming in that moment.

I came and I came hard.

With a blissful scream, I hurtled over the brink. He roared with his pleasure, and I stiffened with my own as his seed surged inside of me. One spurt after another blazed deep inside as my own climax blinded me and forced me to curl against him. I sought out his safe embrace as I came, every single wall inside of me blowing apart in sheer devastation.

It wasn’t until that moment that I realized how truly we belonged to each other.

That final orgasm lasted for an eternity, and by the time it finally ended, I was a shaking mess. His cock remained inside me as he rolled to the side, taking me along with him and holding me tight.

He stayed with me, taking care of me in my fragile moments of vulnerability. Overwhelmed, I closed my eyes as my body started to shake with fierce aftershocks. When those started to quell, I began to tremble as I lay there in a bit of a stunned daze. I didn’t stop shaking for a long time.

His hand caressed my cheek, his touch gentle and sweet.

My Shane.

MyDaddy.

“Don’t worry, little girl. You’ll still be badass Ada Murphy when you wake up in the morning.”

His words touched my ravaged heart, and my final defense came down.

“I love you, Daddy.”

“I love you too, my Ada, for everything you are and everything you’re going to become.”

CHAPTER13

Shane

For the next several days, I kept Ada to myself in my penthouse suite. I made her stay bare for me for much of that time, occasionally allowing her to wear lingerie. The sight of her naked ass was incredibly arousing, especially covered in marks that I’d left with my belt.

It was a tiny slice of heaven in a world fraught with danger.

When we both discerned that the threat from the Kozlovs had lessened, I brought her back to Boston on my private jet. In that time, we’d both worked on moving forward with Irina Morozov’s kidnapping, and as soon as we touched down in Boston, there was a limo waiting for us to bring us back to Ada’s place so that we could finalize everything on our own turf.

I called in several of my men to reinforce Ada’s ranks, but she didn’t really need my help. My right-hand man, Colm O’Brien, was especially useful in recommending loyal men from our lower ranks that would be unrecognizable enough to get the job done. By the time all was said and done, we had about a dozen men from her family and mine all set to go.

We found out that the Kozlovs were keeping Irina in a hotel they’d just recently acquired. Newly built by a Russian family that had been forced out, Tsar’s Palace was situated downtown in the middle of a bustling block with a heavy amount of foot traffic from day to day. That made it easy to work our men into position. We checked into six rooms over the course of several days, and with the help of all of our technical teams, we breached the Kozlovs firewalls and hacked into their security feeds so that we could use them for reconnaissance.

We discovered that Irina was being kept in one of the junior suites on the fifteenth floor. She could come and go as she pleased, but it seemed that she had a group of security guards at her side anytime she left the floor her suite was located on, or the building.

In preparation for the planned kidnapping, Ada’s team initiated a rolling loop on the camera feeds outside Irina’s door. Our men moved easily from one level to another through the emergency stairways since there were no cameras monitoring such a rarely used space so high up in the building.

We soon became very familiar with Irina’s schedule, tracking her movements down to the minute. She frequented the private gym on the sixteenth floor at the same time every day, so it was easy to plan the kidnapping around that.

After a period of prolonged observation, we planned the date and time of the kidnapping for Saturday night. Most of the Kozlovs were spotted out at a local dive bar nearby. Since a lot of them were busy drinking themselves silly, there was only a skeleton crew left behind of mostly lower ranked soldiers that hadn’t earned the right to go out and party on a weekend just yet.

We took Irina that night.

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