Daddy Please
"Don't stop now, Daddy. Isn't this exactly what you wanted?" Lona whispered wickedly, her fingers tracing playful patterns across his broad chest.
Revan met her gaze with a flat, icy stare—the kind of coldness that only served to fuel the fire between them. "You're the one who started this, Lona. Don't go regretting it when I refuse to let you go."
"I never regret anything," she challenged, her breath hitching as Revan pulled her sharply against his waist.
"Good," Revan hissed, his voice dropping to a chilling edge. "Because to me, you're just a noisy little toy. Shut up and take your punishment."
Lona gasped, completely losing herself to the raw power of her young stepfather.