Daddy’s Little Sunshine

Chapter 6

CHAPTER 6

D onovan

Lainey bucked away from his words, but Donovan held her in place beneath him. It was ridiculously easy, given his strength, but the feel of her soft body pressing against his shook his resolve. He wanted nothing more than to bury himself in her hot little pussy again. But he had to make her see the truth, had to help her understand who and what she really was. Keeping her safe was entirely dependent on her accepting she was a Variant, and that there were people in the world who wanted to harm her. Until she believed that, she’d continue fighting him at every turn.

She glared up at him, but the impact was dulled by the shimmer of tears in her gorgeous eyes. “I’m not a freak,” she whispered.

It might have stung, if he hadn’t heard the fear beneath the words. “Of course not, baby. I never said anything of the sort. For the record, I’m not a freak either.”

“I can’t be… can’t be…” She closed her eyes and whimpered, and the sound made him want to hide her away, so she didn’t have to be scared ever again. But he pushed aside the desire to protect her from the truth. Shielding her from this would only put her in more danger down the road.

“A Variant. And yes, you can be. You are. Have you really never noticed how the weather changes with your moods?”

She opened her eyes and her lower lip stuck out in an adorable little pout. “I don’t have moods. At least, I didn’t before you kidnapped me.”

He grinned and nipped at her lip, eliciting a high little shriek from her. “I believe the term is rescued, sunshine. And everyone has moods.”

“Whatever. I still think you’re full of shit. I’m not a Variant, and I don’t control the weather.”

The wind picked up again with a sharp howl, perfectly in tune with her sudden spurt of temper. Inspiration struck and Donovan sat back on his knees. His cock immediately hardened at what he had in mind and she raised an eyebrow at him when she spotted his erection.

“If you think you’re going to fuck me again, you’re sadly mistaken.” The prim words were at odds with her naked body, still flushed with pleasure and her sexy, rumpled hair.

“Sit up. On your knees.”

“What?” Her upper lip curled in an impressive snarl. “No.”

“On your knees, sunshine. Now.”

As he’d expected, her pupils dilated, and her breath hitched. “Fine,” she snapped, pushing herself up. She knelt facing him, her arms crossed over her impressive breasts. “Happy now?”

“Face the window.”

She rolled her eyes, but shifted so she faced the window with her back to him. “I’m really not in the mood for this, you big bully.”

Despite the seriousness of the issue they were confronting, he grinned again. “That’s Daddy to you, sunshine. If you keep calling me names and swearing at me, I’m going to march you into the bathroom and wash your mouth out with soap.”

Her little gasp of surprise made his cock twitch. Fucking hell, he loved this Daddy business. It was a shame he wouldn’t get to keep her around. As soon as he could, he was going to help her disappear so Rose Corp couldn’t find her. And then she wouldn’t be his responsibility anymore.

Shaking off the sudden regret, Donovan positioned himself behind her. “Spread your knees.” She obeyed with a huff. “Now, I want you to look out the window. What’s the weather like?”

“Rainy. Again. And really windy.”

“Good girl. Keep watching the window. I want you to keep your eyes open. Do you understand?”

“Yes but – oh.” Her protest faded to a sigh when he slipped a finger into her soaking wet pussy. He drew out the wetness and began circling her still swollen clit.

Lainey whimpered and her head fell back against his shoulder, her eyes closed. Donovan flicked his wrist, delivering a sharp swat to her exposed lips. Her shocked squeal filled the room and he was certain she would have crawled away if he hadn’t wrapped his other arm around her waist.

“What the fuck was that for?”

“I gave you an order. You disobeyed. Watch the window.”

“Asshole,” she muttered, and Donovan repeated the punishment. “Ow! Stop that!”

“Be a good girl and I won’t have to spank your pretty little pussy. What’s the weather doing now?”

Another huff. “Raining. Still.”

“Doesn’t seem as windy though, does it? Keep watching.”

She shuddered when he stroked her again, but she obediently kept her head facing toward. He could see her face in the reflection, more of an impression than anything, but enough to know her eyes were still open.

“The rain is slowing down. Still coming, because you’re pouting about those smacks to your pussy. But what if I…” Instead of finishing his sentence, he gripped her hips and lifted her, sheathing himself inside of her with one fluid motion. She gasped and the rain stopped completely. The room brightened as bright rays of sunlight suddenly poured in through the window.

“See that, baby? That’s all you,” he whispered in her ear as he moved inside of her. The first time had been fast and frantic, full of need and lust and power. Now, he wanted to give her soft and slow. He wanted her to have something more than fear when it came to her powers. He hoped that feeling him like this, and watching the effect it had on the weather outside, she would be able to view her powers as something beautiful.

“Touch yourself,” he commanded. “Don’t come until I say.”

She obeyed, whimpering and shuddering when her fingers touched her clit.

“Look at how bright it is. And you feel that? That heat isn’t just us, baby. It’s the sun. You’re doing that. You’re making that happen.”

“No. No, I can’t be.”

It wasn’t just fear in her voice now. The fear was still there, but right alongside it was pure awe. “Yes, you can. God, you’re fucking incredible. Do you know how powerful you are, sunshine?”

She shook her head. “I’m not.”

“The fuck you aren’t. Look at the sun. Feel it on your skin. That’s you. That’s your power.”

“Oh, God. Daddy… I… please!”

She was practically vibrating with need. Part of him wanted to deny her, wanted to draw this out as long as he could. But he craved the feeling of her contracting around him when she came. And he couldn’t deny the intense curiosity about what would happen when she did.

“Go ahead, sunshine. Come for me. Come for Daddy.”

He thrust into her and she clenched around him, her fingers furiously working her clit. The sensation of her wet heat gripping him, combined with her scream of pleasure pushed him over the edge of reason sooner than he wanted. He held her in place as he exploded inside of her again. Fuck him, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d come so hard or so fast.

Sunlight filled the room. It was far too bright and warm for a December afternoon. Jesus, she really was something else. Overcome with a sudden, surprising tenderness, he pressed a kiss to the side of her neck. “Did I mention how incredible you are, sunshine?”

She sighed and settled back against him. “I don’t mind hearing it again.”

“Incredible.” He pressed another kiss to her neck. “Beautiful.” Another kiss. “Stubborn and bratty.” This time he nipped at her shoulder and she giggled.

“And you’re a big bully. Oh, Daddy, look! A rainbow!” She sighed happily and pointed across the room.

Donovan shifted his attention to the window. Sure enough, a prism of pale color was shining through the grimy glass. The sight should have charmed him, but his blood ran cold. “Sunshine. I’m going to need you to turn that off.”

“Why? It’s so pretty.”

He hated to break the spell and God knew he didn’t want to scare her. But he needed the rainbow gone before it led Rose Corp straight to his front door. He swatted the inside of each of her thighs, hard. “What happens to little girls who don’t listen to Daddy?” Relief washed over him when the stream of color disappeared. Clouds once again blocked out the sun, but no rain or crazy winds this time.

“Happy?” she snapped at him, pulling herself out of his embrace and rolling off the bed.

“Yeah.” Shit. Her feelings were hurt. What the fuck was he supposed to do about that? Protecting her, he could handle. Even the whole spanking and fucking deal was right up his alley. But this? He’d never been good with emotions – his or anyone else’s. “Look, sunshine. I, ah…” He rubbed at the back of his neck, searching for the right thing to say. “I’m sorry?”

She stood from where she’d started gathering her clothes and pinned him with a withering glare. “Is that an apology or a question?”

“An… apology?” What did she want from him? He’d said he was sorry, even if he wasn’t sure what the hell he’d been apologizing for.

“Gee, that sounds really sincere. Just forget it. I can’t believe I…” she broke off and shook her head.

“Can’t believe you what?”

“Nothing.” She yanked the sexy little shorts up, covering the welts he’d left on her bottom. It was a shame, and if things had gone differently, he might have made her leave them off. Something about the thought of having her naked and available had his cock standing at attention again.

He ran his hand through his hair, beyond frustrated by the sudden turn of events. “I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings or whatever.”

“It’s fine.” She pulled the tank top over her head and combed her fingers through her hair. The corners of her lips lifted. “See?” She gestured to the window, where the sun was shining brightly once again. “I’m fine.”

He didn’t quite believe her, but he didn’t think she had the control she needed to break the connection between her emotions and the weather yet. As far as he was concerned, if the sun was shining, she wasn’t mad anymore. Or sad. Or whatever the fuck that little spat had been about. Maybe it was the coward’s way out to just drop it without trying to find out what had gotten her all riled up in the first place, but too fucking bad. He was keeping her safe. Wasn’t that what mattered, in the end? “Good. Hungry?”

“Starving. Let’s eat.” Lainey twirled and strode through the bedroom door.

Donovan followed, unable to shake the feeling he’d just been played.