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His words set her aflame. “Holy shit!” Sera cried out as his teeth clamped down on her clit, sending her crashing over the edge. Her entire body quivered, her hands tugging at his hair.
“Hmm, yes, I believe you’re ready now.”
He got up and slowly unzipped his pants, his eyes glinting as her hungry gaze roamed over his turgid length.
“Like what you see, Babygirl?”
“Hmm, it’s perfect, Daddy.”
Settling between her legs, he growled as Sera wrapped her legs around his waist when he drove his cock inside her, hissing through his teeth.
“So, fucking tight.”
“Daddy, please. More.”
He started to move, thrusting deep and hard, his hips grinding against her clit with each downward stroke.
“Tanner.”
“Not Tanner, little S. What do you call me?”
“Daddy. Daddy, I’m so close.”
“Hold on, my pet. Don’t come yet. I want this moment to last.” Sera’s mouth opened in a silent cry as her head fell back. “That’s it, baby, just like that. Take me, Babygirl.”
“I can’t hold back, Tanner, I’m coming!”
Her pussy contracted, her hips grinding against him as her orgasm crashed over her.
“Fuck, Babygirl, yes!” His shout rang through the air as his cock jerked and spurted inside her, the warmth triggering another smaller orgasm that had her crying out his name.
“Shit,” he growled, his head falling forward against her breasts.
“Oh God, yes,” she cried, her entire body trembling.
He lifted his head and looked deep into her eyes. His fingers stroking her cheek were confident and complimented the intensity of his gaze.
“You are so beautiful. You are mine now, Sera Brookes. Mine. No fake engagement. This, what just happened here, made you mine. Never forget that.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Tanner’s mouth covered her, the tender kiss filled with possession and dominance.
“Now, let’s get you cleaned up and get back to the cookout before that cheeky little bugger of a Keith comes looking for you. If I find him leering at your naked ass, I’ll be forced to break his nose.”
Sera’s tinkling laugh came from deep within, a fervent validation of how happy and wanted she felt at that very moment.
Chapter Eight
Grand Isle, Louisiana…
Beneath the looming silhouette of the Grand Isle State Park Fishing Pier, six figures huddled in the dimness of the night. Five men, cloaked in the obscurity of their intentions, and one lone young girl, who seemed completely out of place. The air hung heavy with palpable tension that was woven with concealed motives.
Chiara Sanchigo—God, how she hated that name—shifted her weight, uncomfortable to suddenly be the center of attention as the heavyset man in front of her bellowed, “Who is this chit, and what the fuck is she doing here?”
The cloudy sky veiled the moon, casting intermittent shadows that danced across the sand as they revealed glimpses of the five men in this clandestine meeting. The subdued glow of the hidden moon lent an eerie luminescence to the scene, accentuating the uncertainty etched on her face.
“That is none of your concern,” Salvitore Sanchigo’s voice drifted like a chilled breeze in the atmosphere. A warning to let it be, was wrapped in the steely resolve resonating in his tone.
