19. Damian

Wrapping his body around his sleeping Little was heaven. Nothing had ever felt so right and so perfect. He had always heard that when you found the one you were meant to be with, you would feel a peacefulness inside of you. He wholeheartedly believed that now.

Despite her having to come live with him because she was in danger, and the fact that they still didn’t have a resolution to it yet, Damian felt a sense of calm. It was as if all of the sadness and rage inside of him were finally put to rest. It was almost euphoric in a way. His mind was quiet when he was around Carly, and anytime he thought about losing her, it made him start to panic.

They had only known each other for a couple of weeks, but he was falling for her. Hard. And that was a fucking shock to him. After his last serious relationship ended, Damian hadn’t thought he would ever fall for someone again, yet he was falling harder for Carly than he had for anyone else in his life.

Most of all, he trusted Carly. She was completely genuine. He didn’t think she had a mean bone in her body—lots of bratty bones but no mean ones.

Trust wasn’t something that came easily to him. Because of his military experience and then his current job, he’d learned to trust nothing and no one. When his ex had cheated on him, it became even harder for Damian to trust someone. But after two short weeks, he trusted Carly as much as he trusted his own brother and best friends.

Running his hand down her side, he felt her softness and tried to memorize every dip and curve on her body. His cock instantly thickened against her back, and he hoped he wouldn’t wake her up from her nap. She had been exhausted after her emotional release earlier in the afternoon, and he wanted her to rest for as long as she could.

He continued stroking his hand up and down her side for several minutes until she began to stir. Raising her fists to her eyes, Carly rubbed them tiredly and scooted back closer to Damian, pressing her ass up against his still hard cock. Not wanting to startle her awake, he lay quietly behind her and let her wake up naturally.

He let out a deep growl when she started wiggling her bottom back further against him.

“Did you turn into a lion while I was sleeping, Daddy?”

Damian grinned, leaned his head toward her neck, and began nibbling on the sensitive skin.

“Yes, and I’m a very hungry lion. Hmmm, I wonder where I can find something to eat.”

Carly giggled and answered him with another wiggle. The woman could be such a little tease sometimes. The best kind of tease, though.

Damian rolled over and lifted himself up so he was hovering over her with his forearms resting on either side of her face. Carly stared up at him with a mix of arousal and mischief in her eyes. Whatever she was thinking, Damian was sure that it was trouble.

“Don’t even think about running from the lion. He will catch you and torture you until he’s ready to eat you.”

She groaned and tried to lift her hips up, but he had her pinned down. Grabbing one of her wrists, he brought it up over her head, held it against the mattress, and then did the same with the other wrist.

“You would look so pretty being bound to each corner of the bed, leaving yourself open and vulnerable to all of Daddy’s touches, caresses, and delicious torture.”

Carly’s breathing deepened as her eyes fluttered closed, and when she opened them, he saw just how much his words were affecting her.

“You like the idea of that? You like that Daddy could tie you up and torture you with pleasure and pain? That I would be able to do whatever I wanted to you, and you could do nothing about it?”

“Oh, God,” she whispered.

“I think my baby girl loves that idea. You want to know what Daddy would do to you?”

She nodded her head, dipping her tongue out on her lips, and he had to hold back a groan as he pictured those lips wrapped around his hard cock.

“First, Daddy would make sure you were wet and needy. I would use my tongue and my hands all over your body until you were writhing with need. Your nipples would feel the torture of my teeth and then the pleasure of my tongue while my fingers gave you the same delicious torture on your clit. Then I would trail my tongue down your tummy to your pussy, and I would make sure you were gushing with arousal.

“Then, when I knew you were so close to the edge with need, I would take a small plug and gently insert it into your ass to start preparing you so you can take my dick there one day.”

Carly moaned, and her eyes dilated at his words, making Damian smile down at her.

“You like that idea? You like that Daddy wants to fuck you in the ass? I’ve been dreaming about it since the day I met you. Watching my cock slide in and out of that dark, forbidden hole.”

Damian was painfully hard, and he knew Carly could feel it. He wanted her just as badly as she wanted him. It turned him on knowing how much his dirty thoughts affected her, and he couldn’t wait to fulfill every single fantasy that her beautiful mind could come up with.

“I like it, but it scares me.”

Her voice was breathy, and her chest rose heavily as she tried to control her breathing. She definitely liked the idea of it.

“I would never do anything to harm you. It would be something that we would ease into once you fully trusted me.”

She nodded and again tried to press her hips up against his.

“Is my baby needy for something right now?”

“Yes,” she breathed.

Reaching down between their hips, Damian pulled the snaps of her onesie apart in one swift movement. Dipping his fingers into her folds, he groaned when he was met with wetness that coated his fingers. Lowering his mouth to hers, Damian pushed one thick finger inside of her right as his lips claimed hers.

Carly whimpered into his mouth and spread her legs further, welcoming his touch. Adding a second finger, Damian thrust into her pussy as he sucked in her bottom lip. Using his thumb, he flicked her clit with each thrust until she was screaming into his mouth.

“Come for me, baby doll. Come for Daddy.”

Staring down at her, he watched every sensation that she was feeling cross her face and if his bedroom hadn’t been soundproofed, Damian was sure his neighbors would have heard her orgasming.

“That-a-girl. So beautiful when you come. So fucking gorgeous.”

Opening her eyes, Carly breathed heavily as she came down from her high while Damian slowed his movements and slowly pulled his hand from her gushing pussy.

“Oh, God,” she whispered.

He grinned, “My name is Daddy.”

It took a second for her to understand his remark, but when a grin spread across her face, Damian chuckled.

“You’re not supposed to make me laugh during sex, Daddy.”

Schooling his face, Damian did his best to furrow his eyebrows.

“Oh, no? Serious sex only? How’s this? Is my face serious enough?”

Damian crossed his eyes and stuck out his tongue, making Carly laugh.

“How is it that you still look hot when you make that face?” she asked.

This girl was going to be the death of him. She was too fucking cute for her own good.

“How is it that you are so adorable all the time?”

She giggled and shrugged her shoulders. Dipping his hips lower, he pressed his erection against her making Carly stop laughing and widen her eyes with arousal.

“I want that, Daddy.”

Fuck. He wanted her, too. He wanted to sink so deep into her that his cock wouldn’t know what it felt like to be without her.

“What do you want, baby?”

She stuck her lip out in a pout, and he couldn’t help the grin that spread across his lips. He loved how expressive she was. Even when she was being stubborn. Grabbing a fistful of her hair, he tugged her head back and lowered his mouth onto her neck, nipping at her skin.

“Tell Daddy.”

“I want you to fuck me.”

Lifting his head, Damian stared down into her flushed face.

“Is that how little girls ask for what they want?”

He was teasing her now. Pushing her and making her squirm with frustration. She glared at him just briefly before quickly changing her expression to something more innocent.

“Please, with sugar and cherries on top, will you fuck me, Daddy?”

Letting out a throaty groan, Damian started pulling his pants down, freeing his hard cock from the restriction of fabric. Carly stared down at his length, biting her bottom lip, making him even harder.

“Such a naughty girl. Using such naughty words.”

She looked up at him with those huge blue eyes and gave him a look of such need that he could barely restrain himself from plunging into her. Nudging her legs wider with his thigh, Damian reached over to his nightstand to grab a condom. Quickly and desperately, he rolled the rubber over his dick, wanting to get inside of Carly as soon as possible.

Lining himself up with her entrance, he leaned down and pressed a hungry kiss onto her lips as he slid into her wetness in one long thrust. Carly moaned into his mouth, arching her chest up toward his until their bodies were so tightly pressed against each other that they felt like one.

Damian pushed himself into her as she reached up and ran her hands over his chest. Carly wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him all the way into her, smiling up at him as she did so. He gave her a wicked grin and pulled almost all the way out before slamming back into her. It didn’t take long before she was panting and squirming under him, and Damian could feel her pussy clamping down on his dick as she got closer to the edge.

“Such a pretty girl taking my dick. Your pussy was made for me,” he growled.

Carly moaned and screamed his name as her orgasm began to roll through her entire body. At the same time, his own orgasm exploded as he watched her come for him. She was beautiful, and Damian wasn’t sure if he would ever get enough of her.

Slowing down his movements, Damian pressed several kisses to her mouth until he finally pulled out of her and rolled onto his side to avoid crushing her under his weight. Wrapping his arm around her waist, he pulled her into him and nuzzled his face in her hair.

Carly let out a contented sigh and snuggled in closer to him.

“I never knew sex could be like that. I always thought there was something wrong with me and my body, but wow. Apparently, it wasn’t me.”

He chuckled and shook his head.

“No, baby girl. It definitely wasn’t you. You’re perfect just the way you are.”

Turning her face, she looked over at him with searching eyes.

“You really think that?”

Furrowing his brow in confusion, Damian tried to figure out what she meant. Realizing that receiving compliments was still something she wasn’t used to, let alone being called perfect the way she already was, he clenched his jaw in anger. He wanted to kill James Wheeler.

“Baby doll, I mean it. You are amazing, kind, beautiful, smart, and absolutely perfect.”

A grin spread across her face as she wiggled down closer into his embrace.

“Thank you, Daddy. That means more than you’ll ever know.”

They snuggled together for a long time in silence. Damian eventually got up and went to the bathroom, returning with a warm wet cloth, and began cleaning up Carly’s sensitive folds. As soon as he was done, he crawled back into bed with her and wrapped his arms around her body. He wasn’t prepared for the question that came out of her mouth after that.

“Why do you care so much about keeping me safe? Why would you be willing to die to protect me when you barely know me?”

Damian swallowed the huge lump that formed in his throat. That was a question that was difficult to answer, and it wasn’t something that he openly talked about to anyone other than his brother. He wanted to be honest with Carly. He didn’t ever want to give her a reason not to trust him, so after swallowing several more times, he spoke.

“My dad was abusive with my mom. My brother Kane and I grew up hearing their fights. When we were younger, it was just a lot of screaming and yelling, but as we got older, he started hitting her. We would hear it, and there would be marks showing the abuse. My mom always made excuses for him, saying he was stressed or under a lot of pressure at work. We tried to talk her into leaving him but she wouldn’t.

“My brother and I came home from a party one night, and my dad was screaming at her and slapping her around. We pulled him off of her and beat him up pretty bad. He was our dad, but he had become a monster, and our mom was the best mom anyone could ever ask for. My mom pulled us off of him when she heard sirens and told us to get out of the house before the cops showed up so we wouldn’t get arrested.

“Our dad was down on the ground, not moving, so we did what she told us. We left the house and ran. We heard a gunshot before we even reached the end of our street. We immediately ran back to the house, and before we got to the porch, we heard another gunshot. When we went inside, my mom and my dad were dead on the floor, and the gun was still in my dad’s hand.

“We went to foster homes after that but we always ran away and couch hopped with our friends. As soon as Kane and I each turned eighteen, we signed up for the military and have both made it our mission to protect people in any way possible. He was a cop for several years, but he left that job and started his own private investigation business while I started my personal security business. We often get to work together on jobs.”