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Chapter 17: Hungry For Daddy

Author: Royalty Writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-21 08:23:12

~Lyra~

I didn’t move.

Couldn’t speak.

My throat was dry. My mouth open.

Because I had thought he would.

Because my cunt was wet and begging for it.

Because I’d come down here not just for the drink.

But for this. For him. For something..anything.

And he knew it.

He fucking knew.

“I’m not going to,” he said, stepping closer..not to touch me, just to make sure I felt it. “I’m not touching you, Lyra.”

The sound of my name on his tongue sent a violent shiver down my back.

He said it like it didn’t belong to me.

Like it was his already.

“You’ve got all these dirty little fantasies in your head,” he murmured, his voice sliding over my skin like heat, “and you need to get rid of them. Now.”

I shut my eyes tight.

No. No, I can’t.

Because the fantasies were all I had.

They kept me awake at night, kept me shaking under the covers, kept my fingers moving between my thighs until I bit my own hand to stay quiet.

“You’re a little girl. Always been and always will
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