All Chapters of ALL YOURS, DADDY: Chapter 401 - Chapter 410

He pushed deeper. I felt the moment the last bit of resistance gave way. A sharp, bright pain flashed through me and then he was sliding further, filling me in a way nothing ever had. My nails dug into his shoulders through his shirt.He bottomed out.I could feel him everywhere — thick and hot and so deep. My pussy was stretched around the base of him. I was completely full. The burn was still there but under it was this heavy, perfect pressure that made my toes curl.He stayed still, buried all the way inside me, breathing hard. One of his hands came up and brushed hair off my face under the mask.“Look at me,” he said.I did. Even with the masks I could see the intensity in his eyes.“You’re taking every inch,” he told me, voice rough. “This tight virgin cunt is wrapped around my cock right now. How does it feel?”“Full,” I whispered. My voice shook. “It hurts… but I don’t want you to pull out.”He made a low, satisfied sound. “Good.”He started moving.Slow at first. Long, deep st

I didn’t get much rest.His hand stayed between my legs the whole time, fingers lazy and possessive, occasionally sliding through the mess he’d left inside me. Every time I shifted, I felt how open and used I was. The burn from the first time had settled into a deep, heavy ache that pulsed whenever I clenched.He must have felt it.“Still feeling me?” he asked against my hair.“Yes.”“Good.”He rolled me onto my stomach without warning. The sleeping bag bunched under my hips. Cool air hit my bare back when he pushed the crop top higher. I heard the soft sound of him stroking himself, getting hard again already.He didn’t rush.He kissed down my spine, slow, open-mouthed, while his hand kept me spread. When his tongue dragged through the wetness between my legs from behind, I pushed back against his face with a broken sound. He licked me open like that for a long time, tongue pushing inside, then higher, teasing places that made my thighs shake.Only when I was dripping again and makin

I almost didn’t go back.All day the thought sat in my chest like a stone. That jawline. That voice. The way he had groaned when he came inside me. I kept opening the clip from RiftVex and closing it again, telling myself I was being paranoid. Streamers used filters. Lighting changed faces. Plenty of men had deep voices and sharp jaws.But the more I tried to convince myself, the more my stomach twisted.By the time the main stage shut down and the festival lights dimmed, I was already walking toward the same stretch of tents. My body still ached from the night before. Every step reminded me of him. I hated that it still turned me on.He was already there, leaning against a tree just beyond the reach of the nearest light. Same black mask. Same tall frame. When he saw me he pushed off the tree and started walking toward me like he owned the space between us.I stopped a few feet away.“You came,” he said. That same low voice.Something in me snapped.I stepped forward, grabbed the edge

RIFTVEX;I knew she would come.I leaned against the tree past the last row of tents and waited. The festival noise had dropped to a low hum. Most people were either drunk or already in their own tents doing what we had done the night before. I kept the mask on. Habit. Or maybe I just wanted to see how long it would take her.She appeared at the edge of the light looking like she had spent the whole day arguing with herself. Short skirt again. Same stubborn set to her shoulders. The second her eyes found me she slowed down, like her body already knew something her head was still fighting.I pushed off the tree and walked toward her. She stopped a few feet away. Up close I could see the tension in her jaw.“You came,” I said.She didn’t answer with words. She stepped in, grabbed the edge of my mask, and ripped it straight off my face.The night air hit my skin. I didn’t move. I just watched her eyes go wide and then narrow into pure fury.Zara.Not the filtered version from her streams

Excerpt VIOLET;Kane’s fist was buried in my hair, yanking my head back against the cracked leather until my throat was fully exposed and my eyes stung. Riot was face-down between my thighs like a man possessed, tongue buried deep, nose pressed tight against my clit as he fucked me with his mouth. The wet sounds of it filled the room—obscene, rhythmic, so loud I could hear how soaked I already was. Silas kept my legs forced wide, fingers digging bruises into the soft flesh of my inner thighs while he watched every filthy second of it.“Look at him,” Kane growled against my ear, voice pure grit. “Watch the way he’s drowning in that pretty cunt. That’s ours now. Every drop.”I couldn’t look away. Riot’s stubble scraped my skin raw as his tongue curled inside me, then dragged up to suck hard on my clit until my hips jerked helplessly against his face. I was dripping down his chin. I could feel it. Silas’s thumb finally slid through the mess, spreading me open wider for Riot while he mur