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“We made breakfast,” I hear Nate say.

Groaning, Cato buries his face in my belly and mutters, “Fucking cockblockers,” while laughing. “We’ll be out in a minute!” he shouts to them.

Rubbing his hands up and down my body, I think I hear him mutter fuck it before tearing my panties off. Shocked and nervous, I attempt to close my legs, but his massive body is in the way, and he’s ten times stronger than me.

“Don’t hide from me, Hester.” His warning tone matches the dangerous glint in his eyes, and I bite my lip. “You never have to hide anything from me.” His voice softens, and I relax a little more.

Nodding my head, I force myself to watch him, not to tense up, to allow him to slide down my body and place his mouth over my uncovered pussy. Holding in a whimper of pleasure, my body lights up as he eats at me.

Cato’s hands push my thighs open wider, allowing him to make more room for his mouth to devour me whole. Tears rush to the surface as I close my eyes and feel like I’m going to explode. His mouth makes out with my pussy, dipping his tongue into my virgin hole and licking up to flick my clit.

Like most girls, I’ve explored my body, but I’ve never been able to draw out this type of reaction before. I don’t think I ever could, no matter how hard I’d try. This is all Cato, and boy does he seem to enjoy what he’s doing. It’s not until he sucks my clit into his mouth and grazes the nub with his teeth that I cover my face with a pillow so my moaning doesn’t reach little ears.

“Daddy,” I whisper into the fabric.

“That’s right, baby, Daddy is giving you everything you didn’t know you needed.”

Another nip, and I explode. Quietly screaming into the pillow, my entire body clenches as fireworks explode behind my eyes. Removing the pillow, Cato takes my lips, demanding I open for him with his tongue. Tasting myself on him, I flush with embarrassment and feel the head of his cock brush across my clit.

“Tell Daddy he can come inside you. Give it to me, Hester.” His painful groan heightens when he pushes the head of his cock inside me. “Say yes, Daddy,” he mutters again.

“Yes, Daddy,” I whisper, and a second later, the warmth of his release floods my body as a second, less intense orgasm rolls through me.

“Fuck that feels so damn good.” He kisses along my jaw and down my throat before coming back to my lips. “I can’t wait till I kiss your cervix with my dick and let go so close to your womb.” Staring wide-eyed, I hadn’t thought about that. “Don’t look so shocked, Hester; that is where we’re heading. Babies, marriage, forever. I’m not going anywhere.”

Blinking is all I can do as he pulls from my body, sits back on his heels, and lifts my hips so my ass rests on his hairy thighs. I watch, mute, as he moves a hand between my legs, slipping a single finger inside me, pumping gently, massaging himself into my walls before dragging the digit out and rubbing the fluid around my clit.

Drifting up to my breasts, he does the same to my nipples before tracing my lips and saying, “Taste us.” Then he sucks that same finger into his mouth and moans.

Following his command, I’m surprised to find I like the salty yet somewhat sweet taste of us mixed together.

“Addicting,” he mutters.

“Dad, come on!” Nate pounds on the door again.

“Oh god,” I whisper, horrified, covering my face with my hands. I really hope he didn’t hear us.

Pulling my hands away, Cato hovers over me with a wicked smile. “Don’t stress so much; he wasn’t there. I heard him come back up.” I can only nod as he helps me to my feet. Wrapped in his arms, I place my hands on his chest, loving the thick hair my fingers sink into. Cato is as manly as they come, and I find myself very attracted to it. “You’re not going back home.” He says this so calmly that my brain takes a minute to catch up.

“Wh-wh-at?” He needs to clarify for me because that sounds ridiculous.

“Your apartment is no longer home.” His tone hardens slightly.

“I-I-I d-d-don’t unders-s-stand.” Where the hell else am I supposed to go?

He sighs, amusement lifting the corner of his lips. “This is home now. I’m moving you in with me.” My head shakes before he’s done speaking. “Don’t fight me on this, Hester; you won’t win.” My eyes narrow as I pull away.

I’ve fought for my independence. Just because we’ve been intimate doesn’t mean I’ll just bow to what he wants. “No,” I grumble and walk off to the bathroom, needing a minute alone. Before I can shut the door, he pushes his way in, a fierce edge in his eyes that wasn’t there before.

“Yes.” He crosses his arms and stares me down like I’m some subordinate of his. I might be naturally submissive, but I won’t have my independence stripped away after a shared orgasm.

“I-I-I-I s-s-said n-no.” God, the way I talk makes it hard to take me seriously, and I hate myself for it so much right now.

The corner of Cato’s lip curves up a little, his eyes sparkling with something I don’t recognize. He reaches forward, and I flinch when his finger brushes gently up and down my cheek. “I like you feisty.” He turns and leaves me alone, making me feel like I won this battle, but leaving me uncertain enough to pass on celebrating.

CHAPTER 9

Cato