CHAPTER 15: YOU ARE MINE 3

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So, he researched and, honestly; he was a bit troubled when he found the methods that he could use. He didn’t dare compare Arya to a woman, so he could only brace himself and weigh his great desire to be with her.

And when he saw her in that provocative nightwear, he dressed her in earlier that day, and thinking of how he meticulously washed her when she was unconscious again, he threw all caution out the window.

He didn’t consider that place dirty. It had been washed repeatedly. Besides, all responsible bottoms knew pretty well how to be hygienic, so being worried about eating dirt wasn’t what he would associate with Arya.

And surely the second his face graced that part; he knew that he had made the right bet.

And seeing her squirming and begging because of the pleasure he was giving her; he was looking forward to the big meal.

Suddenly, Braelyn found herself being flipped over. She looked up with teary eyes. The stimulation was simply too much for her to bear but she loved every second of it.

As for getting embarrassed due to the dry orgasm she had been having, that was a thing of the past. She had accepted her fate and if she continued to be shy and embarrassed, she would fail to enjoy herself.

“Baby, we are just starting!” he playfully stated as he took a bottle of lubricant from goodness where.

Braelyn looked at the big bottle and then that bird that seemed to have grown bigger from the last time she saw it, and she knew that she had a long way to go.

“Spread them for me, little one!” he commanded as she squeezed the lubricant on his fingers.

Seeing where it was going, Braelyn obeyed the command like the good girl she was.

Ronan licked his lips hungrily as he looked at that twitching place that kept on opening and closing. That action was too enticing and imagining as he finally filled her. He suddenly felt the urgency of hurrying things up.

So, when Braelyn found her legs widening further, she only moaned and made herself comfortable and let him do what he wanted to do.

She was also eager and, in a hurry, to get laid and possibly ensnare the rich uncle. But the uncle was simply too thorough. She was frustrated as she couldn’t get laid as fast as she wanted, but at the same time, she felt warm.

Richard had never cared so much about her. As long as he felt that she was ready, he would go ahead and do it until he was satisfied. As for whether she was full and her thoughts about it, that bastard never cared.

And yet her rich uncle was taking his time with foreplay, playing with her until her body was putty. And it even became serious when those fingers, one by one, began to stretch her entrance.

She didn’t know how much her body trembled with desire, how many times she was forced to orgasm, and how much she voluntarily begged while calling him hubby and daddy. And yet he took his time to stretch her.

By the time he was finished with that, she was filled with so much frustration. If she was more powerful than him, she would have taken the reins unfortunately, she wasn’t a match and could only patiently wait until he felt that she was ready.

But why was that thing getting bigger and bigger again?

Unfortunately, the answer to that question she couldn’t receive it that without saying any sugary words, Braelyn found herself sweating buckets as that head was pushing itself and trying to penetrate in her folds.

“Damn! Hubby ….. ngh … this …. Ahhh. … go slower, please!” she pleaded, as she felt as if she was about to be split in half.

But was she the only one suffering?

As he froze in place, watching her facial expression as it concocted due to pain, he felt very sorry. But there was no way he was going to stop when he was already halfway.

And that heat blowing on his bird. How could he let it go just like that?

So, with an apologetic smile on his face, he lowered himself, the upper part before his face aligning with hers and said, “Just bear it for a while. Daddy will compensate you pretty soon,” and without warning, thrust all the way in with one move.

“Ahhhhh~” she cried out in pain as that huge bird finally tore her in pieces, something she was worried about.

“Sh~~~ it will be fine, baby!” he coaxed as he planted kisses all over his face and licked the tears that were streaming down her cheeks.

“You …. Ngh … ah ….. you ….” She couldn’t find any words to say as she looked at the man who was worried about her and yet getting bigger inside her.

“It will be okay. I promise!” he said to her firmly, his gaze very trustworthy.

Unable to take it anymore, Braelyn sniffed as she raised her arms before hooking them around his neck, saying, “You better!” and her legs wrapping around his waist, drawing the man deeper into her. “Ngh…. Fuck me, daddy!”

“Hehe, you are truly a vixen!” he growled lustfully before capturing her lips with his while his waist finally started going to work.

‘Tight! Pretty tight and hot!’ that’s all he could think about as he thrust shallow and deep, repeatedly enticing moans and dirty words from the little one.

Looks were indeed deceiving. He was learning that as he watched how Arya was completely different before and during sex.

Where did the shy little one go?

He wondered as he felt those small hands holding his waist firmly, her eyes locking onto his without wavering. It was as if she wanted to see herself in his eyes as he pounded into her and loved her right.

And surely that was exactly what she wanted.

She had closed her eyes for far too long that she failed to see that Richard no longer loved her and he was just venting out and satisfying his desires. Looking into his eyes despite how embarrassing it was in the beginning, Braelyn was getting addicted to it as time passed.

The way she saw her reflection in his eyes, The way her lips parted spilling moans, the way her eyes would sometimes squint and narrow whenever he hit the right places and above all, knowing that she was the only thing in his eyes right now, it made her hornier.

“Should I give you more?” he asked her, as he stopped in his tracks, teasing her and enjoying how her small mouth opened in protest as soon as he stopped.

“Um. Give me more. Dump it all in me, Daddy!” she struck once again.

“You …” and that was all it took for Ronan to go crazy.

In the next thirty minutes, Braelyn cried until her voice was hoarse but Ronan being a stallion as he was, it took him a very long time until that load, she had been looking forward to finally filled her to the brim.

‘Damn! That was one big load we have here!’ she rejoiced with a smile before she blacked out.