8. Soren

Excruciating pain explodes within my synapses like nothing I've ever felt before, and I love it. The pain is almost better than the pleasure. Adonis' hips piston in and out without remorse. He doesn't wait for me to adjust to his manic plunging, he just goes faster, harder, deeper as he angles my hips up, holding my legs wide open and brushing across the taut nerves spread throughout my entire channel.

"Daddy, it hurts," I whine into his mouth as he leans over me.

"Want me to stop, princess? Want Daddy to take it out?" His words tease, but there's a menace in his tone, and I almost want to say yes. I think I will.

"Yes," I whisper just to see what he does. I never want him to leave my body.

A cruel look enters his eyes, danger blazing back at me as he bites down on my lip. "I'm not fucking leaving this cunt, princess. Nothing you say or do will ever get me out of here." He nips his way down my face, stinging my skin with every mark.

His hips pound faster, harder. Arms wrap around my hips, cupping my ass in his hands—one moving between the cheeks, applying pressure to the tight rosebud he was admiring earlier.

"Daddy…I need…" I can't formulate thoughts. Everything is so dark, so…so…sanguine.

"I know, princess. Daddy knows what his precious baby girl needs." Resting his knees under my ass, I scream from the deep intrusion. My ears ring, my eyesight blinds, and there's this pressure inside of me. "Such a good girl." Adonis sits back on his heels and rubs a hand down my chest as he pummels inside me.

"It hurts, Daddy." Tears leak down my face, and my brain feels fuzzy.

His hand wraps around my throat. "I need you to be extra good and not move; let me take what I need. Let me hurt you so good and dirty." I can only nod as his hand compresses, fingers meeting at the nape of my neck, stealing the breath from my lungs.

Everything is blindingly painful. Lights burst behind my lids, my breasts grow heavy and swollen, the peaks feeling like they might explode at any moment.

"Does my princess want more? Need more of Daddy's pain?" His words light a fire inside, and I scratch at him, claw at his flesh. Moisture floods us as I see I've drawn blood across his chest. A solid wall of muscle that makes me feel so tiny, and I hurt him. "My sweet kitten has claws." His devilish grin fills with a threatening promise I don't know how to interpret.

Drawing the tip of one finger down the crimson line, I bring it to my mouth, and he pauses as he withdraws from me, just his tip resting inside. Using my finger, I swipe it across my lips as if it were lipstick.

"Fuck, princess," he grunts. "Lick it off. Taste my life." Nervous, I feel myself pulse around him before I do. The tangy metallic explodes on my tongue, and mini fireworks implode within me.

"Cum slut, blood slut, what's your preference?" He's so damn cocky.

Tilting my head to the side, the hand around my throat opens so I can catch a full breath, then slaps closed and pulls me up. My body bends in a way I've never done before.

His lips slam over mine, biting and sucking until we're both gasping for breath. "Well?" he prompts.

"Can't I have both, Daddy?" I smile blissfully up at him, playing on my innocence because I know he loves it.

"Fuck," he groans, not answering as he slams his hips so hard it feels like his dick is going to pop out of my mouth. Screaming against his lips, he swallows it down, and I think…

"Oh god, there!" He does it again and again. He doesn't stop. Not as I cry, scream, or beg for something I know nothing about.

There's a popping sensation deep inside, and suddenly, my entire body explodes with such incredible sensitivity that I can't breathe. Bright lights flash, and I think I space out before satisfaction wraps me in a tight bubble so I can't differentiate the pain and pleasure any more. It all mingles, and the only thing I want is more.

"That's a good girl." Adonis' voice penetrates my blissful fog, and my body goes limp. He releases my neck and watches as I flop back onto the mattress. "Gonna let Daddy use this beautiful body now? This pussy is going to eat up all my cum, and you, my sweet little girl, are going to grow us the most beautiful baby on the planet."

I can only nod my head in agreement. I wasn't planning on having children so soon, but it's inevitable with Adonis. He's so virile, so savage. There's no doubt in my mind that he'll complete precisely what he's set out to do.

Flipping me over, he shoves a pillow under my hips, grabs my hands behind my back, and thrusts in deep. I scream into the sheets, and he chuckles. Draping his body over top of me, Adonis impales me further, slamming me with the force of a wrecking ball.

"Perfection," he whispers in my ear. "Daddy's going to come so deep inside you." I hope so. I'm so lost in the thrill of his body that I come two more times before I feel him let go and hear his shout of release.

His heated life force warms me from the inside out, stealing another orgasm from my core. This one is sweeter, however. It's soft and rolls through me. It warms my heart and soul as we come down together.

"God, do you even know how perfect you are?" He rolls us to the side, kissing my shoulder and the back of my neck as he sweeps my hair away.

"That was everything I've ever dreamed of, Daddy." Stretching out against his body, he's still rock hard against my back.

"Did I hurt you?" His tone is unconcerned. He knows I wanted it; he knows he hurt me. He knows I want it so much again. Over and over.

"So good," I whisper, glancing over at him.

Lifting my chin, his gaze roams over my throat. "Beautiful." He draws a finger down the column, and I can imagine bruises there. Bite marks as well. "Until you, I never dreamed of hurting a woman during sex. Never would have if you hadn't asked me for it, either."

"I'm sorry," I whisper, guilt swamping me, and I try to pull away, but Adonis doesn't let me.

"No, princess, don't apologize, and don't fucking pull away from me." His arms wrap around me, pinning me to his chest. "This, us, what we just did, was like being reborn again." I peek over at him to see his eyes blazing with need. "I've never wanted to be anyone's Daddy, not like I'm yours. Taking care of you, treating you like the precious gem you are, calls to my soul in such a way that is ten times more gratifying than I've ever felt."

"It is?" My lip pouts, enjoying that I give that to him.

"Oh yeah, my girl." His mouth meets mine; our tongues touch, and I feel myself growing wet again. "Not yet, sweetheart. Daddy needs to take care of that pussy before I pound it again." His eyebrows wiggle, making me smile. I never would have thought he'd be playful. "I have some research to do on the things you want, but, baby, once I've got it figured out, you're in for one hell of an awakening."

Rolling to face him, our bodies touch, his chest hair tickles my nipples, and his hardness prods at my stomach. I feel so tiny in his arms. I feel safe. Glancing at the marks on his chest, I lean forward and lick them, taking the round disk of his nipple between my teeth and biting lightly. Adonis hisses as he glares down at me.

"Playing with fire here, princess." His hand flexes on my hip.

Smiling up at him, I share my own confession. "I like to read all kinds of books, but I really enjoy the spicy ones. It's how I knew that when you called me little girl the first time, you wanted to be my Daddy. To love me, protect me, treat me like your own little princess." My body purrs to life as he rubs his hand along my side. "I like that we're not conventional. Not…normal. I need this thing we have. I never knew I did, but I do, and it comforts me that you do too." Tilting my chin up, he drops a kiss across my lips.

"I feel the same way, sweetness." I nod at him as he continues. "I saw you outside that bank and knew immediately you belonged to me."

"I'm not an object," I retort, only to tease him, but he takes me seriously and rolls on top of me.

"You are much more precious than any fucking object ever could be." Wrapping me up tight in his arms, I hiss when he enters me again. "You sensitive, princess?" I nod, not caring how raw I feel or about anything else but the pleasure Adonis wants to give me. "Good. Means you know Daddy's been here, owns this tight little cunt of yours and nobody else."

"Yes, Daddy." Lifting my legs, I cradle him in my body as he moves, capturing my lips with his as he rocks gently. He's so big and bulky that I feel everything—the plump veins pulsing with each beat of his heart.

He gave me rough and painful the first time, exactly like I asked for, and nothing less. Now, he's making love to me, showing me how important I am to him as his little girl.

My eyes close as he moves slow and deep, his thrusts soft and not at all like the pounding from earlier. My body is primed for the ecstasy he's working to give me.

"Mmmm, Adonis…Daddy…that feels so good." As much as I love his praise, I love giving it to him, also.

"Yeah? You're such a good girl for me. Your pussy hurts, and still, you give Daddy this special gift." Kissing my closed lids, his lips land on my forehead, and something inside me snaps. My body explodes, and I cry, really cry, overwhelmed with the emotion of our coupling.

"It's too much," I whisper against his neck, licking up the salty sweat coming off him.

"I know, baby. Daddy's there, right…fucking…there…" He growls like a wild animal as hot jets of cum shoot into me, and his body tenses, continuing to explode inside of mine. "Oh, princess, you are such a good girl for Daddy. Absolutely flawless."

His lips caress the surface of my face as I lie limp in his embrace. I cry out when he pulls out of me this time, too sensitive to even close my legs.

"I'll be right back, Soren." Adonis kisses my forehead again before slipping from the bed. He's not gone long before I hear the sound of bath water and smell the scent of lavender.

I don't move as he returns, pushing the blankets off my sweat-soaked body and lifting me into his arms. "Daddy's going to take care of you, princess."

"Mmkay, Daddy." I'm languid in his arms as he gently places me in the soothing, tepid water of the bath. Eyes heavy, I let him pamper me—wash me, bathe me, gently massage my sex, rubbing the pain away until sleep takes me under.