All Chapters of Make Me Yours, Daddy: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

MAYAI gasped, spinning around so fast my heart nearly leaped out of my chest. Tristan stood there like a storm ready to break, his eyes blazing with raw, possessive fury. He looked ready to kill with his jaw clenched, shoulders tense and every inch of him radiating dangerous protection. Dad was right behind him, his expression equally dark and unyielding, the kind of protective anger only a father could have. The air on the balcony felt electric with tension, thick enough to choke on.“Tristan…” I whispered, my voice shaky and small. I stepped slightly between them, my sore body still aching from everything that had happened, but my heart racing for a different reason now. “Please…”Liam immediately dropped my hands like they burned him. He stepped back, eyes wide with regret. “I was just apologizing-”“You’ve done enough,” Tristan growled, his voice low and lethal as he stepped closer. His presence was overwhelming, filling the space like a shadow that promised violence if anyone

MAYAI was laying on the bed, legs still spread wide and panting heavily as aftershocks of pleasure rippled through my body. My smooth, shaved pussy throbbed visibly, slick and glistening from how hard I had just cum on Tristan’s fingers. Soft whimpers kept slipping from my lips, my chest rising and falling rapidly. My cheeks were flushed crimson, and I could barely think straight.Tristan smirked down at me, his eyes dark with hunger and affection as he took in my wrecked state. “Look at you,” he chuckled lowly, voice dripping with teasing satisfaction. “So beautifully messed up just from Daddy’s touch. What are you going to do now, princess, when I give it to you all?”I whimpered shyly, trying to hide my burning face in the pillow beside me. The embarrassment mixed with overwhelming need made my heart race. But Tristan wasn’t having any of it. He grabbed my waist gently but firmly and pulled me up onto his lap in one smooth motion, making me straddle him.I gasped sharply as I

MAYAI smirked down at Maya, leaning in to capture her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. She kissed me back eagerly, her soft lips parting for me as our tongues danced slowly. Then I pulled back just enough to tickle her sides, my fingers dancing along her ribs. She burst into giggles, squirming beneath me and her laughter like music that made something warm and unfamiliar bloom in my chest.“You’re such a tease,” I growled playfully, nipping at her bottom lip. She whimpered softly in response, and I couldn’t help but smile wide. I had never felt this happy with anyone. Never had such a light, joyful moment in the middle of something so raw and sexual. Maya made everything different, deeper, better and addictive.I knelt between her spread legs, admiring how beautifully flushed and ready she looked. “Lift your hips for me, love,” I murmured, voice low and full of affection. She obeyed shyly, and I slid a pillow under her lower back and hips, angling her perfectly for comfort and dee

MAYAI glanced at Tristan from the passenger seat, my heart sinking as I saw how fuming and displeased he looked. His jaw was clenched tight, knuckles white on the steering wheel and eyes fixed on the road with dangerous intensity. The silence between us felt heavy and suffocating. I whimpered softly, feeling a pang of guilt twist in my chest. Yes, the waitress had made me jealous, but I knew pushing him by flirting with that man had crossed a line. It was his mistake too for not shutting her down, but right now, seeing him like this made me feel bad. Really bad.“Tristan…” I called his name softly, my voice hesitant and small. He didn’t respond, completely ignoring me as he drove. I hated it. The cold shoulder made my stomach twist with anxiety. I didn’t like this distance between us, not after everything we had shared. I decided right then to make it up to him. Right now.I turned toward him in my seat, reaching over slowly and placing my hand boldly on his cock through his pants

MAYAI gasped as Tristan suddenly grabbed the back of my hair, his grip firm and possessive, yanking me up from where I knelt. He pulled me onto his seat, positioning me exactly how he wanted. My heart hammered wildly in my chest as he stood in front of me, towering over me with that dark, unhinged look in his eyes. The jet’s low hum faded into the background as his presence consumed everything. “Look at you,” he growled, voice low and psychotic, laced with that terrifying obsession. “My filthy little princess, thinking you could tease Daddy and get away with it. This pussy, this body, this soul- every fucking part of you belongs to me. No one else gets to see you like this. No one else gets to make you wet. You’re mine to ruin, mine to break, mine to keep dripping and begging. Understand?”I gulped hard, a wave of fear and shame washing over me. Suddenly I felt so timid, so small under his intense stare. “Tristan…” I whispered shyly, my voice barely audible, but he didn’t let me fi