4. Chapter Four

Chapter Four

Klaus

W hen I arrived at her front door, I never expected the day to turn into this. I’ve imagined fucking her every second since I murdered her father. She had just been crying and yet here I am kneeling behind her ready to impale her as she begs me to come. I don’t have a shred of guilt at this moment. I don’t have a drop of regret. I quickly make a hole in her panties; the fabric ripping is the only sound accompanying her whimpers as I feel how wet she is. She’s fucking dripping.

“Did having my cock in your mouth make you this wet?” I say hoarsely, coating my finger with her arousal. She pushes back against me as if she were trying to guide my fingers inside her greedy little cunt. Giving her ass a light smack, she pulls forward with a moan on those sinfully plump lips. “Use your words baby girl.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“You want my cock inside your needy little cunt? You’ll be a good little whore and take every inch of my cock. Won’t you?” She wiggles her ass closer to me, needing me deep inside her. I chuckle at her enthusiasm and spank her harder this time for not answering me fast enough.

“Won’t you?” I repeat, spanking her one more time and slowly kneading her ass to soothe the ache of the pain. Her moans grow louder as my cock thickens at the sight of her bent like this.

“Yes, daddy.” Her voice cracks as she wiggles her ass once more, my cock is inches from her entrance. I push down on her lower back as I push the tip of my dick inside her, her walls open for me immediately. Pulling out, and back in as I push deeper than before. I tease her with my movements, slowly entering her until I’m fully seated inside her. She moves forward and back, her red hair flowing down her back as she continues fucking herself with my cock. Using me like she’d use a toy. I let her take control for a moment longer, and then I slam into her tight little cunt savagely, repeatedly taking her as her moans grow louder to the point they become literally gut-wrenching screams. The smacks of our body play a beautiful melody as she chants my name, over and over again.

“That’s right baby girl. Who fucking owns you?” I growl, my movements don’t falter as I ravage her roughly my fingers dig into her waist as she finally breaks. Her back arches, as she tries to pull away from me.

“Klaus, oh fuck. You own me, Daddy.” She screams, as her pussy tightens around me, her orgasm hits her like a fucking storm until I fucking cum inside her. Her loud moans and chants continue as she slowly comes down from her high.

Slowly pulling away I watch as my cum drips from her tight little cunt. I spread out her cheeks, lost in the moment. Bending over I lick her cunt up and down, cleaning her up from the mess we both made as she moans. Lifting myself away from her I move off the couch and in front of her. She’s frozen in place, waiting with anticipation of what I’ll do. I can’t say a word, a mixture of our cum sits on my tongue waiting to be inside her eager little mouth. Gripping her chin, I pull down, it’s like she knew what my mind was thinking because she opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue without being told to. I spit every drop inside her mouth, the mixture of us still lingers in my own. A mixture of sweet and bitter, of good and evil mingles around us.

“Swallow,” I command, transfixed as her throat constricts and she sticks out her tongue again. “That’s my girl.” If I wasn’t already fucking obsessed then I definitely am now. I remove the blindfold from her face, her face is completely flushed and her blue eyes look as if she had cried once more. She looks breathtaking freshly fucked. It’s an image I want to preserve for the rest of my fucking life. Carefully I brush her hair away from her face and kiss her, the kiss is gentle and sweet. The complete opposite from the way I just fucked her.

“Let’s get you in bed,” I say softly and her eyes widen as she looks towards the windows. “It’s still noon. There's no way I can go to sleep now.”

“I didn’t say we would get any sleep. I’m only here until the funeral, and then I have to go back. My team needs me. So, in the meantime, we will be in bed other than to eat and shower. Do you understand?” I retort. Her features soften, and she smiles at me as if I’d hung the moon out for her.

“Yes, Daddy.” She replies and I fucking groan at the sound. I never thought I’d get so turned on being called daddy. Sir, yes but Daddy. Fuck .

She rises from the couch, sliding her dress back down covering the ripped panties from view, that perfect fucking sight is all but hidden from me. I’m not sure I like that.

“Take off that dress. I don’t want any clothes on you right now.” The smirk on her face proves just how much she likes the thought of being naked right now, that she likes that I take control. She shifts from one leg to the other, squirming as she picks up a box and tilts her head nodding over to the grand staircase across the foyer and turns around.

I quickly follow behind her, like a puppy dog with his tail between his fucking legs. Obsessed, and addicted to my treat walking away from me. She begins walking up the steps, her ass sways with each step forward. I groan desperately wishing she’d just fucking remove her clothes. I want her naked, and yet every bit of this situation is wrong. So, fucking wrong.