“You’re going to take it,” I groaned. “Every inch. Every f*****g throb. Every ounce of c*m I pump into this greedy little hole.”
She sobbed into the pillow. “I’m already so full—Daddy—I can feel it—it’s leaking out—it’s too much—”
“You’ll f*****g take it.”
My voice wasn’t human anymore.
It was growled.
Dragged from the pit of my stomach.
A snarl soaked in obsession.
I didn’t care that she was crying.
Didn’t care that she was trembling.
Didn’t care that her cunt was red, raw, soaked in every last drop of c*m I’d already spilled inside her.
She was still mine.
And she was still going to take more.
“You think this p***y gets to say no to me?” I hissed, driving forward again until my c**k ground against the deepest part of her, the knot pressing harder against her opening. “You thi
