9. Elysa

CHAPTER 9

ELYSA

"On your knees, baby girl." Aidan runs his hand down my outer thigh. "Ass in the air."

I shiver at the thread of steel in his voice, eagerly rolling to my knees to obey his command. I tilt forward, lifting my ass high in the air for him, and then glance back over my shoulder, blinking innocently. "Like this, Daddy?"

He grunts, his eyes already locked on my dripping sex. Lust blazing from his expression. "Yeah, just like that."

I bite my lip, fighting a moan. He's so damn sexy. And so dang mine. God, I can't believe he put a ring on my finger today.

His hand comes down on my right cheek in a sharp smack as his other hand slips between my legs. I cry out in bliss, rocking back against him for more.

"That's for giving me a heart attack today," he growls softly. "This is for the first column." He spanks me again, lining up at my entrance. “This one is for teasing me over text days ago and then leaving me hanging.” His hand comes down on my ass again.

"Daddy!" I sob, already on the edge.

"And this is for the one you wrote today," he murmurs, spanking me again as he slams into me in one deep thrust.

I come instantly, shattering around his hard cock. It's inevitable. I'm so damn sensitive from the way he ate me earlier while he had his cock stuffed down my throat.

Best engagement gift ever.

"That's it," he croons. "Let me feel how sorry you are for stressing me out, baby girl."

"I'm not," I sob. It's not a lie. I plan to spend the rest of our lives stressing him out. And he's going to love every damn minute of it. He wouldn't be fucking me so hard right now if he didn't.

"Christ." He chuckles through a deep groan, bowing his big body over my back to press his lips against the side of my throat. "I fucking love you, Fairy."

"I love you, too, Daddy."

He slips his hand into my hair, craning my head back as he fucks me hard and deep, his body plastered to mine. He's relentless, making me come on his cock again and then a third time.

"Fucking hell. You feel so good creaming all over your daddy," he groans. "I should make you keep going until you're begging for mercy."

"Daddy," I gasp. "I already s-surrendered."

That's exactly what my column said.

Man of Steele Wins War. His Prize? A Fairy. That's right, readers! Aidan Steele has won his girl. This little gossip was wrong. He was definitely up to the challenge.

Elysa Darby, Silver Spoon Falls matchmaker and your favorite gossip, is waving the white flag. Complete and total surrender to her own happily-ever-after. If he ever gets around to asking.

Maybe he needs some incentive? Rumor does have it that he's always been a little oblivious to what's right in front of him.

Well, how's this for incentive, oilman? You owe your fairy a baby…

He roars at the reminder of my surrender, sinking his teeth into the sensitive skin of my throat. His body goes rigid as he surrenders, too, spilling into me in hot pulses that leave him dripping down the insides of my thighs.

I moan when I feel it, praying my last bit of fairy magic is visited upon us in about nine months and I get to retire the fairy godmother title for one meant to last a little longer. Mother.

The daddy of my dreams and his baby? That's a match made in freaking heaven.

Aidan rolls to the side, flipping me over with him. Half a second later, he's on top of me, his lips on mine. "I hope you didn't plan on working tomorrow, baby girl," he growls, thrusting into me again. "You threw down another gauntlet today. I'm not leaving this little pussy until you're carrying my kid."

"Gauntlet?" I gasp, arching into him. "But, Daddy, I surrendered."

"Little liar." He nips my bottom lip. "You knew exactly what you were doing. That's okay though, Fairy. Daddy does, too."

He doesn't let me leave the bed until he proves it. Over and over again.

Best. Engagement. Ever.