Chapter 44

Lyra

He kept thrusting. Hard. Deep. Fast. Each one harder than the last. His hands gripped my waist like he was holding onto his last bit of control and about to lose it.

I could feel him getting bigger. Thicker. His knot was swelling. That hard, round pressure at the base of his cock started to stretch me open all over again.

I cried out. Not in fear. In desperation.

“Yes,” I screamed. “Yes, please. Knot me. Knot me again. I want to feel it. I want to feel you swell. I want to feel it lock. I want to feel your cum shoot into me and stay there.”

He slapped my ass. So hard the sound echoed.

“You want Daddy’s knot?” he said. “You want me to lock this little cunt and fill you so deep it leaks out for days?”

“Yes, please, fuck me,” I cried, my voice cracking under the weight of how badly I needed it, how ruined I already was. “Please. I want it. I want all of it. I want your cock, I want it so deep it touches places I’ve never even felt b