Kashton
Raven yawned as I led her upstairs after finishing not one but two episodes of Hell’s Kitchen.
It really annoyed me how much I liked the damn show. But the things we did for love and family, right?
The rain hadn’t ceased, and several flashes of lightning lit up the sky through the windows as we entered my room. Lightning wasn’t something we saw every day in Oregon, so it concerned me.
A violent clap of thunder vibrated the house, and Raven squeaked and jumped beside me. I wrapped my arm firmly around her waist to keep her from falling as I helped her toward the bed.
“Not the biggest fan of thunder?” I kissed her temple and smoothed my hand up and down her back to comfort her.
She took a deep exhale and shook her head. “Not terribly scared of it, but that caught me off guard. I was a bit in my thoughts.”
My brow furrowed as I eased her to sit on the side of the mattress and knelt before her. “What were you thinking about?” I removed her slippers and rubbed my fingers along the arch of her feet.
Groaning, she relaxed into my touch. “Just about Chris and his family. Work. Ayrton.”
I stilled. “Why are you thinking about Ayrton?” The question came out much harsher than I intended it to, and I didn’t miss the subtle flinch that crossed over her face.
“My mind is a jumbled mess of crazy shit sometimes.” Her lips turned to the side as she gazed down at her feet.
Once again, I was putting my foot in my fucking mouth.
“Why can’t I get this right?” I muttered under my breath. “First in the car this morning, and then now.”
I kept making her flinch and turn away from me. Maybe I was an emotionally stunted idiot like my mother said I was.
“Kashton.” Raven cupped my cheek and drew me back to her. “Daddy K.” She shook her head adamantly. “You’re not doing anything wrong. I can’t help when I flinch because of the tone or thinking about stupid things.”
I gently dropped her foot and rose onto my knees to press my forehead against hers. “I should be better about controlling my tone.”
“Stop it. I don’t want you treating me like a frightened rabbit about to bolt.” Her fingers curled around the back of my neck. “Because I refuse to be put in a glass cage. First of all, cause I’d break it unintentionally. I mean, I trip over my own feet without even trying. Can you imagine me in a glass cage?”
I couldn’t help but laugh. I ran my fingers through her soft hair as I brushed my lips over hers.
“I love you so fucking much.” I squeezed my eyes shut and held her. “I never had a good example of a healthy relationship or love. My family is fucked up.”
I’m fucked up.
I didn’t say it out loud. But it hung in the air regardless.
“Just don’t give up on me,” Raven whispered, clutching me tightly. “I know I have my issues, but please?-”
I cut her off with a finger to her lips. “As long as air is in my lungs, I promise I’ll never give you up.”
The words were drawn from my very soul.
“Just don’t give up on me-on us.”
“Never.”
Desire sparked to life within me. The need to possess and own her. She was ours. The only ones I’d share her with were Chris and Caden.
“I need you tonight, little one,” I growled. “Please, may I touch you?”
Raven sucked in a harsh breath, her eyes darkening with lust. “Touch me, Daddy K. Take what you need.”
With a growl, I rose to my feet and made quick work of my clothes, then hers. I laid her back in the middle of the bed and settled my body over hers. My hands were planted on either side of her face as her legs parted, and I settled between them.
“I want to sink my cock inside that tight little cunt of yours,” I growled as I trailed my nose up her neck. “But not tonight.”
She groaned, whining as her hands slid around to my back, and she clutched me tightly. “I need you, Daddy K. Please.”
No amount of begging would change my mind. She wasn’t ready for us to fuck her yet. Play with her? Tease her and make her come until she couldn’t remember her own name? Oh, fuck yes.
But when one of us finally sank our cock inside of her, there would be no going back. No changing of minds.
She would be ours forever and always.
I’d slip a collar around her neck and a ring on her finger, showing everyone who she belonged to so there would be no doubts in anyone’s minds.
“I want you so out of your mind with want that when one of us finally slips their cock into that little cunt of yours, you’ll not even be able to speak. It’ll feel so good.”
I lifted one hand and wrapped it gently around her throat. Not squeezing. Just showing possession of her. She loved our brand of possession. Ownership. Her body was ours to play with. To fuck. Whatever we liked.
“You’ll beg for it even more than you are now.” My lips brushed over her ear as I tilted her head up. “Now, hands up above your head and hold onto the headboard.”
Raven obeyed me without a second thought. Her arms lifted, drawing her breasts up. The soft mounds begged me to suck and bite them.
I worked my mouth down her neck, the soft sounds of pleasure that escaped her throat making me even harder for her. Not that I thought that was even possible. She arched into my touch, thrusting her breasts into my mouth as I closed my teeth around one taut nipple.
Her arm lifted, and I felt her fingers on my neck as I lifted my head. My brows raised, I gave her a knowing look as I clucked my tongue. “Back up, little girl. Touch me again, and I’ll stop, and you won’t get to come.”
With a whimper, she placed her arm back above her body, and her fingers curled around the bars of the ornate iron headboard.
“Good girl,” I purred as I kissed down her stomach to hover over her pussy. I blew a stream of warm air on her wet, sensitive flesh, and she squirmed and whined.
“Please, Daddy K.”
“‘Please’ what, little girl?” I nibbled along her inner thighs, spreading her wide open for my exploring hands. “Do you want my mouth on your pussy? Maybe my fingers inside your cunt?”
“Both,” she panted. “Both, please.”
I chuckled. “Such a demanding little thing, aren’t you?”
I loved how much she craved and needed our hands on her body. But now, it was only me giving her pleasure. My hands and mouth would be the ones to make her come.
Slipping my fingers through her wet folds, I teased her clit with the lightest of touches.
Raven cried out and cursed my name as she tried to buck her hips against me to gain friction.
I clucked my tongue and stopped my movements. I could still feel the heat as my fingers hovered above her soft flesh.
“You need to be nicer, baby girl, if you want me to make you come.”
She arched her back, and her head thrashed back and forth on the pillow. A series of pleas fell from her lips as I used the tip of my tongue to swirl over her clit.
“Good girl. Being so nice and begging for my touch.” With exquisite slowness, I slid one finger inside her and continued to tease her with my tongue. “Do you want to come, baby girl? Do you want to soak my face with your sweetness? I want to taste you on my lips for days. I want to drown in your intoxicating fragrance until you’re the only thing I smell every time I breathe.”
Raven’s entire body trembled under my words, her pussy convulsing around me. Fuck me. She would come just from these light touches and my words alone.
“That’s it, good girl. Come all over me.” I sealed my lips around her clit and sucked as I slipped another finger inside her. Her thighs quivered and shook as the first pulses of climax swept through her.
I curled my fingers, brushing along her inner walls to that perfect spot that made her mouth part and a keening cry echo around the room. The way she came so beautifully will be etched into my memory for all time. There was no way I’d ever get enough of this perfect woman beneath me.
She was everything and more.
I eased her through the rest of her release and peppered kisses along each of her thighs. “Fuck, baby girl. I almost came in my pants like a horny teenager.”
A lazy smile spread over her lips, and she giggled. I loved that sound almost as much as when she screamed in ecstasy. Screaming my name was only slightly better.
“I take it you like the idea of Daddy being so out of his mind for you that he comes without you even laying a finger on him?” I crawled up her body to hover over her.
Her stormy eyes were bright with lust as she licked her lips. “Maybe?”
“You little minx.” I nipped the side of her neck before moving to lay on my back beside her. I pulled her against my chest, and she gave a contented sigh as she snuggled into me.
I kissed the top of her head and stroked her hair, savoring the sensations of her deep and even breathing and the feel of her skin beneath my fingers. “Love you, baby girl.”
Raven nuzzled her nose along my bare chest. “Love you too, Daddy K.”
I fell into a deep slumber, lulled by the feeling of having my Little in my arms.