Daddy's Gaze

“Daddy!” I rushed to hug him, pressing (X) against his chest, forgetting that (X) were out.

Frankly, I didn’t care. Daddy was here. He was here for me.

He squeezed me in his embrace, holding me tightly to him and sniffing my hair. I hugged him, and a shiver ran through my spine from the love and care I noticed radiating from him, but also from what I felt; his throbbing (X) against my (X).

I told myself that it was normal. He was high on testosterone and adrenaline from the fight, it was normal for him to have… a tent.

My body was definitely full of adrenaline. Definitely. And his testosterone-rich sweat was clouding my senses.

“You will never run away from me again…” he said, roughly.

“Yes… Daddy. I-I promise…”

“Promise isn’t enough… I need you to remember… You are mine.”

And as he said it, he brought his teeth to (X) which was not a fatherly gesture. I gasped and before I could think, he was shoving me back against the wall. Two of his hands were on my waist. He lifted my legs, and I wrapped it around him so I wouldn’t fall, not that he would let me. But…

“Daddy… What… What are you doing?”


CONTENT WARNING:

This series has a HEA but for some that will not be enough. There are triggers darker than the night sky.

There are enough depraved scenes that will make you want to throw your e-reader across the room. But please don't do that! The naughtiness is sooo worth it!

Welcome to my dark and twisted world, little bunnie! Let's be loved on in the most toxic way!

Enjoyyy <3