Chapter 8
EIGHT
ALEXANDER
“Breed me?” she gasps in outrage. “Not a chance in hell.”
“It’s going to happen.”
“You’ve lost your mind.”
My cock twitches inside her at her attitude. She exhales roughly, feeling it. I don’t pull out. Quite content staying buried in her hot cunt. The longer my cum remains inside her, the higher the chance of her conceiving my kid.
Either she chooses me of her free will or I’ll tie her to me by any means necessary.
“It’s not happening, Mr. Smith.”
“Alexander or Daddy,” I correct her sharply. “It’ll happen because I’ll keep fucking you until you do.”
“I have an implant,” she retorts smugly.
Pulling away from the wall, I carry her to the couch and drop down. She sucks in a breath when my dick slides in deeper. I use her distraction to stretch her right arm and guide the sleeve up to her shoulder.
When her attention falls right above her elbow on the inside, her jaw drops.
“You had an implant.”
“No!”
“I removed it earlier.” I did it while she was passed out, so she didn’t feel any pain. I rubbed a soothing gel on the red skin.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” she chants before glaring at me. “You came inside me. Oh god!”
“Like I said, I’m going to breed you, little bird.
” Twisting, I push her down flat on the couch.
Throwing her right leg over my shoulder, I ram inside her cunt.
Pinning her down with a hand on her throat, I fuck her mercilessly.
“You’re mine now, Molly. Mine to own. Mine to fuck. Mine to punish. Mine to love.”
“Ah! Alexander… Alex!”
“Show me your tits.”
She shakes her head, curling her fingers around my wrist holding her down.
I slam into her pussy harder.
My balls slap against her ass as I pound into her like a savage. Our hips slap together, creating a wet noise. She chokes me with her walls on every ruthless thrust, even as her eyes shoot daggers at me.
“You’re not gonna show me your tits, huh?”
Another shake of her head.
“Such a brat.” I squeeze her throat. “My beautiful brat.”
Dropping her leg, I cover her body with mine and hammer into her. She cries out, her pretty eyes rolling back in her head.
“That’s it… Enjoy my dick. Feel it deep inside you, stretching your little cumhole,” I huskily drawl, licking her lips.
“No more neglecting my gorgeous girl. I’m going to give it to you hard and rough every night.
Spank your slit, your ass, your tits. Tug and pinch your nipples.
Bite you like an animal. After I fuck you hard, I’ll fuck you slow until you fall asleep from all the pleasure.
I’ll give you everything my son couldn’t, Molly. ”
My filthy vows bring her right over to the edge. She chokes my shaft like she’s never had one inside her and is afraid to lose it.
“I hate you,” she huffs, tightening around me.
“Do you want to come?”
“I hate you!”
“Do. You. Want. To. Come?”
“Yes,” she sobs. “Make me come.”
“Who’s going to bring you to orgasm?”
“You.”
“Who?”
“Alex!”
“Who, Molly?”
“My daddy!” she shouts, eyes closing.
“Yeah, I am.” Slipping my hand between us, I thumb her clit. She hisses, sensitive from all the pleasure I’ve derived from her tonight. “Come for me.”
I slam into her and stop.
The fullness pushes her over and she convulses around me.
I kiss her mouth, desperate to swallow her moans. I become her air, giving her no choice but to kiss me back. Looping her arms around my neck, I draw back to the tip and force my cock into her spasming pussy.
“Mhmmh,” she whimpers against my lips.
Sliding my hands to her ass, I raise her hips off the couch and use her channel to sate my lust. I crave her too much. I never want to leave her body. I want this girl connected to me physically, emotionally, eternally, and soulfully.
Biting her bottom lip, I suck and tug before letting go. “Are you going to be a good girl and beg for my cum? You need me to spill inside your sweet pussy, don’t you? Only Daddy’s seed can fill the emptiness inside you. Tell me… Are you going to milk my cock?”
“Yes,” she moans, delirious.
“Look at me and say it.”
Locking her hooded eyes with mine, she begs, “I’m going to milk your cock, Daddy. Please fill me with your cum, Alexander. Please.”
Thrusting into her one final time, I give her every single drop.
Minutes pass as I crush her beneath me, loving how our harsh pants are synced. I rain kisses down her cheek, her jaw, to her throat before sucking on her pulse.
“What have we done?” she whispers in the dark.
I whisper back, “We’re finishing what began eight years ago.”