Angel (18 page)

“It all just hit me at once.  I mean, this has been so intense and I guess deep down I just don’t think I deserve to be happy.  Not this kind of happy.  And I feel like maybe there’s something wrong with me for wanting... all this.  Like the way we are, you know?  Like there is always the other shoe that’s going to drop and when it does, life gets to laugh at me and say, ‘See? Told ya so.’  People like me just don’t get to be happy.”

I squeeze her hands and bring them to my chest. We’re both still naked, and my cock is standing straight up between us, her slick pussy pressing against me.  I lean forward and kiss her lips, long and slow, dropping her hands so mine can hold her cheeks.

“You deserve to be happy, Angel, you really do.  I felt the same way.  I was sure no one would want me.  And I’d never really wanted anyone before you.  Then that first day I saw you, it was like this whole new part of me opened up, and it scared the shit out of me, Angel.  The thoughts I’d had.  I thought I was a sick fuck just for the thinking those things. The ways I wanted to treat you and take care of you.  The ways I wanted to fuck you.”  My heart is thrumming in my chest.  I’ve never talked to anyone like this before, told them how I feel.  I’m the strong, silent type.  And honestly, before Angel I just didn’t have all that many feelings to begin with.  Now suddenly they’re back with a vengeance.  “You’ve changed me, babygirl.  I kept my distance, but only because I couldn’t forgive myself for killing someone.  I mean, how do you live with that?  How can anyone around me live with that and still trust me?  I understand why you were scared, sweet girl.  And I’m so sorry.”

“It was a horrible accident.  I’m so sorry for you both.”  Her sweet face looks at me with such innocence, and I feel how much she needs me to be strong for her. 

I need to forgive myself so I can be everything she needs.  Because she is my everything.

“I’m starting to forgive myself, babygirl, but only because of you.  I have to, so I can be the best Daddy for you.  The best lover.  The best friend.  The best of everything you need.”

She licks her lips, turning her face into my palm and kissing me.  The throbbing from my dick is starting to reach my ears as she adjusts her hips forward, leaning harder into my thick erection.

“Daddy...”

That single, sweet word has me by the balls.  The words are lost in my clenched throat, and her fingers catch the salty rivers that start down my rough cheeks.  Both my hands drop to the pinch of her waist, jerking her body into me like I’m clinging to her for dear life.  A wrenching noise leaves my chest as I bury my face into the curve of her neck, trying to find peace there.

As her hands leave my cheeks, they dance over my shoulders and pull me in against her.  Her perfect innocence moves me, the way her body melts against me, and I feel the way she accepts me for whatever I am in this moment.  How she trusts me when I’m not sure I deserve that trust.

“I’ll tell you what I know,”  she whispers into my ear.  “I know I’ve never met a more honorable person in my life.  I trust you with all of me.  For all the days you’ll have me, Daddy.  I just know in my heart you are meant for me.  We are meant for each other.  We are here to fill the other’s empty spaces.  To heal the parts that are broken.  I’m the soft to your hard.  I’m the pink to your black.  I’m going to give more than I take.  Because I’ve never wanted someone like I want you.  I want you in my life.  Not for a day, a week or some definable amount of time.  I want you in my life.  I want you to be my life.  Like you are part of me.  I don’t know how to explain it, but I’ve never been more sure of anything.  I’m your babygirl, Daddy.”

I’m not sure she knows how deeply her words carve into my heart.  They resonate in a part of me long forgotten, a deep, buried part of my being that needs to possess and care for her, that needs her to give herself to me completely.  Suddenly, I know what forever feels like.  It’s inside each moment. 

Like now.  I could live right here.  Even with the clutching pain in my chest, I want this.  I never want her apart from me, because we belong to each other. 

“If you trust me, then hold on, because I’m about to show you just how I’m going to love you for the rest of your life.”

My teeth find the softest flesh at the bottom of her neck, making her gasp.  At the same time, a flash of heat comes from between her legs, radiating out onto my already painfully thick erection.

“Make me yours, Daddy.”

My four favorite words.

Our whispers turn to fire on our lips, meeting, melding and merging us into one.  I’m on my feet, her ankles like a belt around my waist as I carry her.  She’s going to see just how deep I value what she gives me.

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MAGNUS

“D
id you always want me?”  Angel’s words grab at my heart and twist.  Her innocence needs to be cherished.  It feeds the power hungry beast inside me.

“Yes, baby.  From the first moment.”  My dick is weeping as I draw her body to me, my mouth taking a full bite at her lush tit.  Her hands come up to each side so that she can feed it to me.

Something spins inside of me, like a flame growing in intensity.  I can feel her there.  Our connection isn’t just physical, but something I’d only thought existed in books and songs. 

Together, we release pent up breaths.  She’s the only one that can extinguish the blaze inside of me; there’s no point trying to veil the sexual beast she’s unleashed.  I draw her tight nipple between my teeth, applying pressure until I hear her hiss and suck in a breath, my nose pulling upward to meet my lowering brow.  I hold her there, just at the edge of it, pulling my lips back so she can see her hard peak held steady between my teeth.

I’m hypnotized by this sweet angel.  She’s erased every memory of what came before.  My life exists in two halves now.  Everything that came before her, and now what will come after.  And after is the only part that seems to matter to me now.

“That feels so good.”  Her tiny voice shakes as she watches my face.  Seeing her offering herself to me like this is the realization of every dream I’ve ever had.  Every jack-off session filled with my hopes and dreams that she would be this for me.  She’s mine, right now, mine to have and hold.  To own and cherish and fuck and teach and bite and caress.  All of it.  I used to chant it, over and over, the thoughts in my head.

When she’s mine...

With a sweep of one arm, a flex of my legs, I’m on my feet, heaving her upward and spinning in motion to the first flat surface I see.

I pin her against the wall, pressing her body flat with my weight, forgetting the loss of my limb.  She’s my doll, lifted so her thighs rest on my shoulders, level with me so I’m staring down her sweet drenched cunt.  This is my church.  My home.  My world.

“Look at me, princess,”  I speak as I draw in the deepest breath I can.  My nostrils light on fire as her scent cascades through me, lighting me up.

Her hands come to rest on the sides of my head, and I see the shock in her eyes, the wonder that I’m able to hold her here, high against the wall as my fingertips dig into the soft flesh of her ass.  But she’s as secure as though she were belted into a harness.  I’ll never let her fall.  Her eyes finally rest on mine as her face softens and she accepts that she is safe in my grasp.

“I haven’t felt anything in so long, babygirl.  You are my world now.  I don’t think I could go on if you were gone.  So I’m never going to let that happen.  I just need you to know that.  Don’t even try, because I won’t allow it.”  She whimpers as my grip tightens.  “I’ll find you, and I’ll bring you home. Every time.  I’m your home now, and you’re mine.”

Her pussy lips glisten and I bury my face between her legs.  My tongue extends as far as it will go, and I feel the walls of her cunt clutch around it, shaking my face violently back and forth, desperate to get her all over me.  I want to wear her around, twenty-four hours a day, and have her wear my cum in the same way.  Whenever she goes out of this house, whenever she will be away from me, she will be marked.  My scent will be all over her, so any other fuck that even thinks of looking her way will pick up on my scent and know she’s mine.

Growls and grunts surface from somewhere in my gut as her thighs shake next to my cheeks and I hear her laugh.  The rasp of my beard makes the tender flesh pink and sensitive as I attack her and eat her, like I’m a Roman at a feast.  Decadent, entitled and without remorse.

She cums as I suck and clip my teeth on her hard nub.  She spasms and her fingernails score the sides of my head through my hair, and I just love wearing her marks.  Her heels kick into my upper back, making my breath come in bursts.

I grunt into her pink heat.  “Get those hands down here and open this up for me.  Hold those lips spread wide; I want it open.”  My need for her to be vulnerable and exposed, totally at my command, clenches in my gut. 

She releases my head, and her quivering fingers come down to pinch at her soaking labia, peeling herself apart for my pleasure.  My tongue goes on the offensive, her clit is my prey.

I’ll never be able to live without her again, I know that.  I’m teetering on the brink of danger.  I need her on me.  Her hands, her mouth, her cunt, her ass.  I suck and lap until her body draws tight and her liquid arousal is running down and soaking her ass-cheeks, covering my hands as they hold her tight.  I twist my giant palms so my thumbs wipe up some of her self-made lubrication on their way to spread her lush cheeks from below.

She lets out a series of rapid gasps as I lift her even higher, placing my hands so each thumb is at the tight opening of her ass.  I slip them higher, applying pressure there so she knows what’s happening, what’s coming next.  Tiny mewls and whimpers fall from her lips and she jerks upward, planting herself firmly on my face.

I draw back, my beard and face already drenched with her.  Her body glistens with sweat and need, giving her face a twist of sweet agony.  “You want it, babygirl?” 

“Please, Daddy, don’t stop.”

“You want this?”  My thumbs press upward another half inch, her dark hole yielding to the pressure.  Her eyes go wide and her head falls back, curving her neck until she is resting against the wall.  I push, applying more pressure, and I’m almost inside, but I need to hear her beg.  I need to know how much she wants it.  How much she wants me.  Always.

“Yes.  I think I do.”

I press my mouth forward, flicking my tongue back and forth, watching how hard it is for her to hold herself open for me right now.  I don’t know why, but I love to see her struggle like this.  I want to be her sexual master, to push her to do things that make her blush and shy.

The gasps turn to nods of her head.  “Yes, I want it.  Daddy, I want it.”

“Want what, Angel?”  My thumbs are so close to popping inside her ass, I can already feel her clenching and releasing, the anticipation making her lower lip quiver.  I suck her clit and swallow the river that comes out of her.

“What you’re doing... back there.”  She wiggles her ass in my hands and I slowly glide inside.

“You want me in your ass, don’t you?  Next you want Daddy’s cock in here, yes?  Tell Daddy you’ll never say ‘no’ to him.  You’ll never deny me anything.”  I freeze, waiting for her to answer, the pain in my cock almost more than I can take.  Holding back my own climax has wrecking balls slamming around inside my head, threatening to burst my brain.  “Tell me, or you won’t get to cum, babygirl, and I know you need that.  Daddy knows.  He always knows.”

“Please, don’t stop.  Yes
, yes
.”  A clutching sob quivers her breasts and her body is on fire.  “I want your hands on me.  Always.  Everywhere.  I’ll never say ‘no’ to you.  Never.  Please, I need to cum.”

“Good girl.  You’re here for my pleasure and mine only.  I plan on fucking you straight into forever, baby.”

Nothing could stop me right now.  The world could be on fire and I’d fucking let it burn while I give her what she needs.  I shove my slick fingers into her tight hole as my mouth ravages her, like I’m a marauder hell bent on claiming what’s his.  I pump upward and into her, only a few times, working her cunt with my mouth, and she sprays my face with a release so powerful her body goes limp, melting in a vibrant explosion of sounds that will forever be part of the symphony playing over and over in my dreams. 

I gulp down her juice, the liquid running like lava in my blood, heading down, down into my dick until I cum all over myself.  I don’t hold it back.  I want it inside her –that’s where it should be– but this is too much.  Holding her onto me like this, it’s a battle I can’t win.  My cum sprays, hot and thick, up into the air between my body and the wall.  When it comes back down, it catches on me and cascades down my shaft and my balls, dripping onto the floor.

I let out an agonized roar into her body and her fingers leave her pussy lips.  Her hands flail and smack against the wall as she loses any control she had left.  She cums and cums, her liquid soaking into my beard and dripping down onto my chest, my thumbs feeling the clench and release of her ass with the spasms of her orgasm.  It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever experienced.  She’s utterly consumed, unaware and at my mercy.