DADDY'S PRINCESS: A Dark Bad Boy Baby Romance (The Horsemen MC)

by Sophia Gray

  “Nyssa, what is it?” Sebastian asked in a low, rough whisper. He sounded desperate to know what was bothering her, giving Nyssa the last little amount of confidence she needed to blurt the words out into the air between their mouths.

  “I’m pregnant!” she said, almost shouting it. She shrunk up on the other side of the couch, putting extra space between her body and Sebastian’s. “Okay, that’s what’s wrong. I’m knocked up. And it’s yours. Without a single doubt, it’s yours.” She couldn’t force herself to look at him and see his reaction, instead burying her face in her hands, hiding her eyes away from his.

  Sebastian was silent for a long time, and all that Nyssa could hear was the shallow sound of her own breathing as her lungs worked furiously to try to get her the oxygen that she needed. Pretty soon he’ll realize what I said, Nyssa thought, and then it’s all over. Me and Sebastian. We’re done. Finished.

  “Nyssa…” Sebastian finally murmured, and before Nyssa could even find a way to interpret the strange kind of softness in his voice, he reached out to touch her again, brushing some of the hair back from her neck.

  Nyssa summoned the courage to peek through her open fingers to try to read his face. He looked… concerned, his brow furrowed and his forehead wrinkled as he stared at Nyssa, his eyes darting back and forth between each of hers. “Nyssa,” he said again, pulling gently on her shoulder until she slid back toward him. “Nyssa, talk to me.”

  “About what?” Nyssa asked in a dull, flat tone of voice. She was still terrified, her heart thudding almost painfully inside her rib cage, but she felt something else, too. A little spark of hope, pathetically weak and fragile and beautiful, sprouting up inside of her soul. He didn’t seem mad at her. He didn’t even seem upset, just a little worried.

  “Do you want this baby?” Sebastian asked. His other hand came up to pull hers away from her face, depriving her of the last shield between them. Now she could see the full weight of the emotion in his eyes. There seemed to be something almost pleading within his pupils, silently begging her. He kept one hand on her back, practically pinning her in place on the couch, while his other hand kept a tight grip on hers. It was like he was afraid she was about to run away, when Nyssa had been terrified of the same exact thing.

  “I don’t know,” Nyssa said honestly. “Ever since I found out, I’ve been so scared I couldn’t even think.”

  “Scared of what, baby?” Sebastian whispered, making Nyssa’s heart stutter in her chest like a small child struggling to walk down a flight of steps. He’d never called her baby outside of sex before. She was too scared to grab on to that word and assume that it meant what she desperately hoped it meant. Was Kimmie right? Did Sebastian really care about her? Or was he just pitying her, playing her, placating her so she’d continue to be a convenient fucktoy?

  “Scared of you,” Nyssa replied truthfully, turning fully on the couch to face him head on. “I had no idea how you’d react.”

  “What, did you think I’d be mad at you?” Sebastian asked, confusion seeping into his voice.

  “I don’t know,” Nyssa said. “Maybe. Mostly I figured you just wouldn’t give a shit and tell me to fuck off and deal with it.”

  “Nyssa, Nyssa, no,” Sebastian said. He reached forward to take Nyssa’s other shoulder in his hand, pulling her close to his chest. “No, baby. I’m not going to do that to you. I’m not going to leave you alone.”

  Nyssa couldn’t help herself. She hated being weak. She hated showing how fragile she felt on the inside, but she broke down then, pressing her face hard into Sebastian’s shirt and letting a flood of tears out. “Jesus Christ,” she moaned pathetically. “Jesus Christ, I had no idea.”

  Sebastian rubbed her back soothingly, petting over her spine over and over again until she relaxed in his grasp. “It’s okay, baby. It’s okay. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere. Do you hear me? I’m not going anywhere.”

  Nyssa gave herself a few minutes of quiet crying, clutching hard at Sebastian’s shirt as if he was about to fly off into the atmosphere, away from her. I can blame it on the hormones, she thought, choking out a laugh into the fabric of Sebastian’s shirt.

  “What is it? What’s wrong?” Sebastian whispered. He rubbed the back of her head softly, smoothing out the tangles in her unbrushed hair.

  “Nothing, it’s nothing, I just—” Nyssa sighed, forcing herself to pull an inch or two away from Sebastian’s shirt. “I had no idea you were this good. All this time, I’ve cared about you and I just thought you were… nowhere near as wonderful as you really are. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for ever doubting you.”

  A warm smile spread across Sebastian’s lips as he moved forward to press his mouth lightly against her forehead. He wiped at some of her tears with the tips of his fingers, his eyes glowing with some beautiful inner light as he stared into Nyssa’s face. “It’s okay,” he said, sounding as genuine and unguarded as Nyssa had ever heard him before. “You know me now. And it’s going to be okay. I promise.”

  “How?” Nyssa asked, unable to stop herself from trembling in his hands as she remembered the dangers that still threatened her life. “What about Katrina? When she finds out about this she’s going to lose her shit. She’ll try to hurt me. She’ll try to hurt you, even.”

  “Fuck Katrina,” Sebastian said firmly. “I haven’t even touched her since I met you. She’s nothing to me. And now that we have the supply situation figured out with Dominic, I can leave the Giustini family without ever looking back. It’s perfect.”

  “How?” Nyssa asked again. Even though she still had her doubts, the spark of hope within her heart grew wider and wider, threatening to overtake all the fear in her body.

  “I always wanted to be a part of a dynasty,” Sebastian said. “Power is nothing without people to share it with, right? What’s the point in taking over if you can’t ensure that your legacy passes on to the next generation?”

  “That’s why you wanted to be with Katrina in the first place,” Nyssa said, thinking out loud.

  “Right,” Sebastian replied. “Except Giustini was never going to let me in on the dynasty. Not really. But it doesn’t matter. The old kingdom is dying, and you’ve handed me the keys to a new one. It’s right… here.” As he spoke the last word, his hand slipped down to her stomach, right where their baby was growing.

  Excitement filled Nyssa up like a thousand bubbles popping inside of her at once. Now that she knew Sebastian wasn’t going to let Katrina kill her, it was like there was no end to the possibilities laid about before them like an open road. “I’ve got the names and contact information of every important dealer in this city, back from when I used to sling for Dominic,” Nyssa said enthusiastically, reaching into her purse to grab her phone. “I’ll send you everything you need to know. Together, we can take over. I know we can.”

  Sebastian grinned at her before crashing into her again, sealing his lips over hers so tightly that she couldn’t breathe for a few seconds. She didn’t care, though. With Sebastian, she felt like she didn’t even need oxygen to live. All she needed was him, and he was here for her, willing and able to build a family with her. He was everything she didn’t know she’d been waiting her whole life for, and he was right here. There was nothing standing in their way now.

  “Stay here with me today. And tonight, too,” Sebastian said as he pulled away from her mouth to gasp for air.

  “Because it’s not safe anymore to be at Katrina’s?” Nyssa asked.

  Sebastian nodded. “But also because I’m going to fuck you until you can’t even walk.”

  “You’ll have to carry me everywhere,” Nyssa said, wrapping her arms around Sebastian’s neck and pulling him back down for another deep kiss.

  “Gladly,” he murmured into her mouth.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Nyssa sighed happily into Sebastian’s mouth as he lifted her off the couch and carried her over to his bedroom. This time he didn’t throw her violently onto the bed. Instead, he lay her down g
ently, curling up beside her and nuzzling her neck and the side of her face. He kissed the base of her throat over and over again, sending a thousand tickling sensations vibrating through her skin, before slowly sliding down the front of her body.

  “I’m so glad you came,” Sebastian murmured as he paused at her breasts, kissing her nipples before continuing his path down her body. “I wanted to do this all morning.”

  “Fuck me?” Nyssa suggested, unable to suppress the hysterical giggles that fought their way out of her throat.

  “Take care of you,” Sebastian corrected her. He dipped beneath her hips, pausing to undo the button and zipper on her jeans. “Get these out of the way…” he muttered as he pulled at her pants and tossed them off the side of the bed.

  Nyssa spread her legs apart immediately, making space for Sebastian’s head and shoulders. He placed two fingers on the front of her panties, right above her hole. “Hmm, I can smell you already,” he whispered, leaning forward to lick a line over the fabric of her panties. “You smell so fucking good. I can’t wait to lick you open.”

  “Please, please, fucking do it, I need it,” Nyssa said. She exhaled roughly and arched her back to shove her crotch closer to Sebastian’s face, causing him to laugh lightly at her enthusiasm and tickle the sides of her body.

  “Patience. I got you. I’m not going to leave you hanging high and dry, baby,” Sebastian said in a low hoarse voice. Nyssa swallowed heavily and nodded, but she still couldn’t keep her hips still. They twitched forward on their own, brushing her panties up against Sebastian’s face until he growled a little again and hooked two of his fingertips under the fabric of her underwear, right in between her lips.

  “Oh, yes, please, please, please, do it, fuck me, please,” Nyssa rambled mindlessly. She thrusted her hips forward, trying to get Sebastian’s fingers to slip into her hole.

  Sebastian chuckled lowly, but he didn’t immediately comply with her demands. Instead, he let the very tips of his fingers brush teasingly against her outer lips, slowly spreading her wetness up and down the entire length of her pussy. “Like that?” he murmured before taking the fabric of her underwear between his teeth, pulling this way and that until the chilly air hit her bare skin, making goose bumps pop up along the tops of her thighs.

  “Yes, fuck, yes,” Nyssa answered in between huge panting breaths. Her heart was thumping so hard in her chest she was a little afraid it was about to burst out of her body entirely, but she loved it. Her body was on the edge, pushed to limits she didn’t know she could withstand, but all the while Sebastian’s firm hands were securely wrapped around her hips, reassuring her that he was there to take care of her in case things got too intense.

  Sebastian’s fingers kept tracing Nyssa’s labia for a few moments before he pulled away, out of her underwear. Nyssa whined out in protest, but Sebastian just grinned at her and leaned down to peck her lips before sinking back down to her crotch. “You can’t get it that easily, baby,” he said softly, running the backs of his fingers up and down the sensitive skin right at the juncture of her thighs. “You have to work for it.”

  “What do you need me to do?” Nyssa panted out desperately. She already felt sweat pooling up along her hairline and under her arms and knees, but she wanted more. So much more.

  “Just relax,” Sebastian said. He leaned in again to press his lips against her panties, this time right above her clitoral region. Nyssa immediately groaned and squirmed underneath his touch, tossing her head from side to side in an attempt to get control over the raging desire that was coursing through her whole body. It was almost scary, feeling that much pure, unadulterated want flowing through her veins, but somehow she knew that she could handle it. She could take whatever Sebastian threw at her because he was right there, ready to catch her in case she fell.

  Sebastian pressed his tongue against her underwear, applying indirect pressure to her clit as he licked in vertical motions over and over again. Nyssa blew out her breath forcefully and bit her bottom lip, barely able to restrain herself from reaching down and yanking her underwear off so Sebastian could lick her bare skin. But no. She held herself back, even though she was so fucking ready to go at this point she felt like she might explode.

  He lapped at her, up and down and all around, for several minutes before his teeth came out to play. Sebastian latched his mouth over her clit, sucking through the underwear. “Oh! Ugh!” Nyssa cried out. She threw her arm over her face and bit down on it to keep herself from screaming in a combination of intense pleasure and incredible frustration.

  Sebastian’s tongue kept moving, swirling around and around her clit, soaking through her underwear with his spit. Nyssa thrusted her hips forward into his face, encouraging him to go harder and faster, even though the sucking sensation on her clit was already overwhelming her senses. But before she could even get her bearings and become accustomed to the greater suction around her most sensitive nub, two of Sebastian’s fingers slid under her underwear again, finding her hole right away.

  “Oh! Shit!” Nyssa grunted into her own arm, her back stiffening almost painfully as Sebastian’s fingertips dipped inside of her body.

  “I love playing with you,” Sebastian practically growled into her panties, biting down again and again while he began to fuck his fingers in and out of her hole.

  “Shit. Shit, shit, shit, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck!” Nyssa rambled. In another life, she would have felt embarrassed, maybe even humiliated by the pathetic sounds she was making. But here, now, with Sebastian’s fingers inside of her, giving her strength, she couldn’t feel even a single drop of shame.

  After another minute or so of this, Sebastian had apparently had enough, as he used his other hand to yank her panties away, tearing them a little as he ripped them off her body. But Nyssa didn’t care. She had more important things to concern herself with at the moment, like the wonderfully wet sensation of Sebastian’s tongue finally, finally, brushing up against her bare clit.

  He licked her furiously, almost angrily, while his fingers kept moving. Before long, she was able to accept a third finger inside of her hole, her body spreading open easily to accommodate more of Sebastian inside of her. She’d never been this receptive in bed before, this willing to push her body to its absolute limits. But with Sebastian, she felt like she could do anything.

  “Fucking—hot—fucking—shit—” Sebastian grunted incoherently in between long hard licks of her pussy. He shoved his fingers harder inside of her, hitting spots that made her see stars exploding behind her eyes, a million different strands of brilliant light rocketing through her brain with every stroke of his fingertips on her inner walls. She couldn’t wait much longer to have his cock inside of her, but luckily Sebastian seemed to be on the same page, pulling out and away before tugging Nyssa’s whole body up and onto his lap. “Ride me,” he demanded through gritted teeth, wrapping a hand around the back of her neck.

  “Gladly,” Nyssa said as soon as she could catch her breath. She let Sebastian relax on the mattress underneath her and found the right angle before sliding down onto his cock, moaning out at the delicious intrusion. “Oh, shit, yes! That’s so fucking good, baby.”

  “Yeah, darling. Yeah. Take it all. I know you can do it,” Sebastian muttered below her. He reached out to grab her breasts, pulling gently at her nipples as she started up a rhythm with her hips, rocking over his cock, back and forth, over and over again.

  “Shit, so good, so fucking—ugh, shit,” Nyssa mumbled, sighing happily as she lifted herself up and down his dick, feeling her own wetness increase and make things smoother as the seconds ticked by.

  One of Sebastian’s hands traveled over to her ass, squeezing the muscle hard and encouraging her to move faster. Nyssa complied as best as she could, rotating her hips around and around in circles, desperate to feel Sebastian coming inside of her yet again. She reached underneath her own body to find his balls, rolling them in her hand while she leaned down and pressed their chests together, hoverin
g over his face while she continued to ride him as hard as she could.

  “Yes, baby. Yes. So fucking beautiful. So fucking—fuck!” Sebastian yelled, squeezing her ass harder and forcing her to move faster over his dick.

  Nyssa was lost for words by this point. Her throat burned with the effort it was taking to bring oxygen into her lungs, but it was worth it. Her cunt was on fire, pleasure building inside of her like dozens of flames that only grew taller and wider with every thrust of her hips against Sebastian’s body. She could feel the sweat that was collecting between each of them, their skin rubbing up together. She’d never felt this close to anyone before. Ever. The rest of the world had melted away, leaving them in a perfect sanctuary built by their own two beautiful bodies. She never wanted this to end.

  “Oh, shit, baby. Oh, shit,” Sebastian called out. He pulled Nyssa’s head down to smash their mouths together, kissing her deeply before grunting into her mouth. He thrusted his own hips up underneath Nyssa’s, shoving himself as deep inside as possible as she sped up, bouncing in his lap so hard that everything around them was a blur. Nyssa swore she could feel Sebastian’s heartbeat inside of her, the head of his cock pulsing even before his orgasm came over him.