Touch me, Ruin me: Daddy's pet
My gaze flicked up just in time to catch the dark, frustrated look on his face, a deep frown carved between his brows.
“What—” he started, but his words died off with a sharp curse as I began stroking him again, my breathing quick and unsteady.
I licked my lips, smiling through my own shaky breaths as I whispered, voice dripping with need,
“I want you to cum all over my slutty face,”
“Paint me with it—mark me like I belong to you.”
“Fuck, you’re crazy, aren’t you?” Alaric hissed, but he didn’t stop.