Buying Her Time (Price of Love #3) Read Online Dani Wyatt

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, Insta-Love, Kink, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Price of Love Series by Dani Wyatt
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Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 158(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
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Her. Me. Now. This.

Her heartbeat races in her throat. I press my finger to it for a second, feeling it pound away. “Are you afraid, baby?”

“A little,” she says, barely a whisper. I brush her hair aside, and place my finger under her jaw, drawing her gaze up to me.

Yesterday’s sunshine made her freckles darker today, and she looks even more beautiful. So beautiful that I want to fucking destroy her for it.

“Good,” I say, and feel a throb straight through my cock.

Dad tightens his grip on her as I hilt myself, squeezing my cock down at the base tight, engorging the tip with blood.

“Your Daddies will take care of you, sweet girl. But first, you’re going to take care of us.”

I’m breathing hard already, feeling almost out of control with desire. Reckless with it. Crazed with it. I take one more look at the fucking gorgeous little pink slit between her legs, and then press my cock into her slowly, so fucking slowly. She rolls her head back, hissing, and a gush of wetness spills out of her and down my shaft.

“Fuuuuuck,” I growl.

She’s so fucking tight. So fucking hot. So fucking needy and wet and good. I pull out half an inch, so half my shaft is buried in her, and I feel her tight walls constrict to say don’t go, please don’t go.

“Good girl,” I growl, and give her another inch. “Tell me what you’re fucking thinking. Right now. Just say it.”

Her eyes are glassy. She looks stoned almost. Needy and dark and intense. “This is so wrong. But it feels so right.”

“Atta fuckin’ girl,” I say, and push another inch of my fat cock into her berry-pink cunt.

“You fucking knew this would happen, didn’t you, sweet girl?” Dad asks her, now with one hand pressed firmly against her throat from behind. The Y of his hand fits her jaw perfectly, like she was made for it. “This is all your fault. Tell me you understand that.”

She lets out a low, primal shivering purr. Her pussy tightens, wrapping me up close. “It’s all my fault, Papa. I understand that.”

Dad’s eyes meet mine for a second. “This perfect little bitch. What did she think was going to happen, right? Selling her time to both of us…”

“…Sharing her heart with us.”

“Making a fucking mess of us.”

I laugh first. I can be a cocky motherfucker when I want to be and this is the time. “Maybe we need to punish her for it.”

Dad laughs, too. All cruel and dickish. “Do it, son. Don’t hold back.”

I thrust deeper, and she makes little whimpers, as her toes curl tight against the mattress. “You’ve got no fucking choice but to take me. And take me is exactly what you’re going to fucking do.”

She doesn’t respond with words, only moans. She’s lost in the feeling. And I like that. But I need her fucking focus. I reach forward and pinch her cheeks in my hand.

“Baby. Tell me what you’re going to do.”

She lets out a sigh, a little bit pathetic. And so fucking sweet. “I’ve got no choice but to take you. And that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”

“You’re learning. That’s good.”

I take her harder, and deeper. With every thrust, I feel my body building up to the moment that I fuck my seed into her.

“Since the second I saw you, sweet girl, this was where we were headed.”

She throws her head back hard against Dad’s shoulder, roaring with each drive. Her tits bounce in the sexiest way. Buried deep inside her, I pause and reach forward. And then give her tender nipple a slap.

She yelps with the surprise of it and her pussy puts me in a vice grip. I grab her hips hard, driving in all the way again and again. And goddamn does she feel good.

Finally being inside her undoes all the pain of the last week. The not seeing her. The not knowing. And all my fucking doubts of how this will work just fucking vanish.

Because this. This right here. This perfect pussy and the two of us. It’s meant to be.

Dad grunts into her temple. I can’t see behind her but he’s a red-blooded man, same as me. He must be rock-hard against the small of her back. “Fuck,” he grits out the word between clenched teeth. “Tell me how she feels.”

“Like heaven,” I answer on another ruthless thrust. “Like fucking heaven itself.”

Dad inhales, sharp and decisive. He lets go of her throat and reaches his hand out in front of her. “Spit in my palm, baby.”

Isabel hesitates. She knows why he’s asking, and she’s resisting. But the time for resisting is done and she needs to know it. So I fuck her deep and mean.

“Spit in his palm, Babe. Either you’re gonna make us happy. Or you aren’t. Which is it?”


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