Chapter Fifty-Seven Tell Daddy what you want…
“You’re good at this.” Tillie all but purred, her voice had an almost dreamy quality to it. I could feel how relaxed she was feeling, see it in the way her face had softened as she watched me in the mirror.
“Mmm, comes with having long hair.” I said, finishing up brushing her hair. Reaching over, I sat the brush down onto the counter. Smoothing her hair down her back before lifting up a lock. I stroked her damp hair with my thumb and forefinger. I brought the strands up to my nose, smelling the clean scent of my mate. “I like taking care of you, baby girl. It makes me happy.”
“What else makes you happy?” She asked and I couldn’t help but smile. It was a good feeling that she wanted to know more about me. My wolf all but wanted to roll over for her, to expose the tender flesh of its belly just to see her smile.
“You do. You make me happy.”
“Ryan…” she said, leaning her back against my chest as she watched me. “There has to be other things besides me. You have only just met me.” She said, bringing her hands up to toy with the top of her towel.
I watched her hands move over the gray fabric, half of me wanting her to take it off. The other half of me wanted her to leave it on so I could peel it from her body. “Well, baby girl. Besides you, I like music and books. Working out when I have time, I’m pretty simple on what makes me happy.”
Her lips spread into a slow smile and I let go of her hair, wrapping my arms around her waist. Butterflies flared to life in the pit of my stomach as we looked at each other. “What kind of books do you like?”
“Fantasy. I like to get lost in the story.” I said, pressing a kiss to her temple and then down to her cheek. “What about you? What books do you like?”
“Romance. I want to fall in love with the characters.” She said, tilting her head to the side as I trailed my lips lower down her jaw until I reached her ear. She moaned when I sucked the lobe between my teeth, gently giving it a tug. Her hands came up to cover mine, bringing them up to cup her full breasts.
I wanted to tell her that I could love her, that I could make her fall in love with me. It was too soon to talk like that and I didn’t want to scare her away. But I knew, given time, that I would fall for her hard and fast. She was just the kind of girl that I always dreamed of mating with.
Someone that could be naughty and tempt me, yet so sweet. How she blushed earlier for me, how she had said that she was mine. The way that her body had felt as she tucked herself against me before falling asleep. Everything about her was what I had always longed for.
I squeezed her breasts as I let go of her ear lobe, moving my lips down to the side of her neck. Soothing the skin of her neck where she bore my mark with soft kisses. It was bruised, but I knew that doing this would help the wound heal quicker. The more that she was with us, the stronger our bond would be with her.
“Ryan.” she whimpered, bringing her hand up to the back of my head. I growled low in the back of my throat, giving the mark a soft nip. Watching the way her eyes slipped closed. Her nipples pebbling beneath my hands, she was so needy for me.
“That’s right, baby. It’s me who makes you feel like this.” I growled, squeezing her breasts until she let out a moan, “Look in the mirror. Look at how pretty you look. How fuckable you are.”
Tillie opened her eyes, looking at herself in the mirror. Her lips were parted and she moved her bottom back, grinding her soft ass against me. I groaned, licking the side of her neck. “You want me to fuck you, don’t you, baby? You want to be daddy’s girl, don’t you?”
“Yes, daddy.” She moaned, rocking herself against me. “Fuck me, please.”
Igrinned against her neck, thrusting my hard length against her. The towet and my jeans were the only things separating me from the heaven that was my mate. Heat moved through my body and all I could think about was being inside of her. Owning her, making har cry out as her body gripped me tight.
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“Such a good baby girl, begging daddy,” I growled, moving my hands down to her thighs and spreading them apart. “You want daddy’s cock don’t you?”
“Yes.” She said, the tops of her cheeks heating up in the most delicious way. That blush was going to be the death of me.
“What baby?” I asked, sinking my teeth into my lower lip. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want your cock, daddy. I want you inside me.” She said, pulling me closer. Her hands moved to the waistband of my jeans, undoing the button. She pulled the zipper down before snaking her hand inside my jeans and wrapping her hot little hand around my length.
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