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

by Sophia Gray

  “You okay?” Sebastian asked, pulling back from her cunt entirely.

  “Yeah, yeah, just getting a little chilly now that the water’s getting cold,” Nyssa explained as she rubbed the back of her head.

  Sebastian dropped a kiss on the top of her head and nodded. “All right. One second.” Without any further warning, he got to his feet and stepped out of the tub. Nyssa whined wordlessly in complaint, but a second later she was swept up into Sebastian’s strong arms. He lifted her out of the tub like she weighed about two pounds, carrying her with ease across the room to grab a towel and then out in the bedroom area again.

  He dropped the towel onto the bed before carefully placing Nyssa down on top of it, letting go of her body to allow her to dry herself off and get comfortable on the mattress. “I’ve been thinking…” he started to say before cutting himself off.

  “Oh, yeah?” Nyssa prompted him, still breathing hard from Sebastian’s attention earlier. “What about?”

  “I think I haven’t been taking good care of you lately.”

  “What? No! That’s ridiculous,” Nyssa protested.

  “No, I mean it,” Sebastian said. “I’m not just saying it so you can be offended and correct me. I want to do better. I want to spend time on you. On us.”

  Nyssa shivered a little as the chilly air of the room around her hit her still slightly damp skin. “What’d you have in mind?” she asked lowly, a little nervous to ask.

  Sebastian grinned then, sharp and vicious like an animal, but with that hint of mischief and desire that always told Nyssa she was in good hands. “Just lay back on the bed. I’m going to handle it, baby. I’m going to handle everything.”

  It was hard for Nyssa to totally relax and let Sebastian take over. Her body was resistant to letting go of all thoughts and worries right away. After all, she was still a new mom. In the back of her mind, she was still worried that maybe Kimmie would get overwhelmed with Rose and come back in at the wrong time. You’re being ridiculous, Nyssa told herself as she rubbed at her wet hair with the towel before settling down on the pillow. Calm down. Just calm down. Everything’s fine. Sebastian’s got this. He’s got you.

  “One sec. I’ll be right back,” Sebastian said before getting off the bed and going across the room to rummage through a set of drawers for something.

  “Need my help?” Nyssa suggested.

  Sebastian shook his head and gestured for her to wait. “I’ve got it. Don’t worry, baby. Just lean back. Close your eyes, maybe.”

  Nyssa rolled her eyes a little at Sebastian’s stubbornness but did as she was told, leaning back on the blissfully soft pillow and letting her body sink deeper into the mattress, her muscles letting go of the tension they’d been holding on to for hours on end—really weeks on end if she was being honest with herself.

  Soon enough, Sebastian returned to the bed, settling beside her body but not touching her right away. “What are you…?” Nyssa started to ask, opening her eyes a little to peek at what her partner was doing.

  “Close your eyes!” Sebastian told her again. “And get on your stomach.”

  “Bossy today, huh?” Nyssa said teasingly.

  “Always.”

  Nyssa complied with Sebastian’s command, flipping over so that her ass was in the air and her stomach was flat on the mattress. Sebastian ran a hand down her back, sending chills reverberating through her spinal column. His fingers reached her ass, gently squeezing each cheek in his hand before traveling down to her upper thighs, his nails making goose bumps pop up on her skin in response to his tentative touches. Nyssa arched her back a little, moaning quietly as Sebastian’s hand went up and down the back of her legs multiple times in a row, pausing at her knees to work out little knots of stress that remained under her skin.

  “You’ve been working so hard, haven’t you?” Sebastian whispered above her. “So fucking hard.”

  “Mm, a little bit,” Nyssa admitted, inhaling shakily as something wet and warm dripped over her back. It took her a couple moments to work out what it was, but then it all clicked. Massage oil that Sebastian had gotten for them when Nyssa was eight or nine months pregnant. Back then, he usually used it on her feet, which had swelled a lot while Rose was still inside of her uterus. But now it felt glorious on her back, especially as Sebastian’s hands came up to rub the oil into her skin, paying special attention to the tight areas around her shoulder blades.

  “You’ve been so busy. You haven’t even been able to sleep,” Sebastian muttered softly.

  “Yeah, true,” Nyssa agreed, sighing contentedly as Sebastian began to rub harder, more insistently pressing down at the top of her back. It almost hurt at first, feeling her muscles yield to his persistent touch, but when they gave up the leftover stress that they’d been holding on to, she felt this wonderful peaceful buzzing take over her body, her skin practically glowing with joy and relaxation.

  “You just need to be treated like this sometimes, don’t you?” Sebastian said. “Because you’re my queen. You deserve good things.”

  It was still so hard for Nyssa to accept sometimes. Often she looked around at her new life and thought, What the fuck am I even doing here? She was a streetwalker, a sex worker, a “whore.” Her body had been through things that most people would never even have to imagine, let alone live through. But the truth was Sebastian was right. She did belong here, right here, in this moment, with her body being treated like a goddess’s.

  Sebastian’s hands found her ass again, rubbing each cheek extensively, back and forth, until Nyssa felt practically on the verge of sleep. She moaned a little under her breath and arched her back to give him more area to work with, biting her lip in pleasure as his nails raked down from her lower back to the bottom of her ass, right where her legs began. He did that a couple more times, setting her skin ablaze with sensations that woke her right back up. It took all of her concentrated energy and power to keep herself from trembling, but she wasn’t scared or nervous or even frustrated now. She knew that Sebastian would take care of her. He wouldn’t let her suffer. Not anymore. Not after all that they’d been through together.

  Sebastian shifted on the bed until he was straddling Nyssa’s legs, bending over to press his mouth to her lower back and whispering into her skin. “What do you want, baby?” he murmured.

  “You,” Nyssa answered instinctively. It felt like the only answer in the world, like anything else would have been a blasphemous lie. “I want you.”

  “You’ve got me,” Sebastian said. He ran his hands up from the base of her spine to the top of her shoulders, working his fingers into her skin even though her upper muscles were already entirely relaxed. “How’d you like me to fuck you today, sweetheart?”

  Nyssa shivered a little bit, but this time it was definitely not because of the cold. Sebastian must have felt it, too, because she could hear him chuckle a little under his breath. On another day, in another mood, Nyssa would have turned around and slapped him for being smug, but today she knew that she would let him do and say whatever he wanted. That was how she liked it, having Sebastian in control. She never thought she would be that type of woman, the one to relinquish the reins and let her man take over in bed, but somehow she knew that it didn’t speak to her strength as a woman at all. It didn’t make her any weaker. It didn’t make her less powerful. It just made her honest and open with herself, that she was able to admit that it felt good to be vulnerable. It felt good to be upfront about what she wanted and to know that Sebastian was willing to give it to her, to obey whatever wish she could possibly think of.

  “Every way,” Nyssa said softly as soon as she could summon the ability to speak again. “I want you to fuck me every way. Until we can’t fucking move anymore. Is that okay with you?”

  Sebastian leaned over her body until his head was right behind hers, his breath hitting the back of her neck and making all of her nerve endings stand up at attention. “What do you think?” he whispered into her ear before licking a line down fro
m the top of her neck to the space right in between her shoulders.

  “Ah! Yes, ugh, fuck, fuck me,” Nyssa hissed under her breath, lifting her torso off the bed to press her back further into Sebastian’s front. She could feel his hard dick pressing up against her ass, thick and throbbing with desire for her already, but she knew it wouldn’t be that easy. She would have to wait for it, to prove that she would work for it if necessary. But she knew she could do it. She could endure. That was one of her many talents, in bed and out of it.

  One of Sebastian’s hands came up to her head, fisting into her hair while his other hand reached down to her ass, cupping one cheek firmly before rearing back to give her a solid spank. Slap. His hand connected hotly with her skin, which stung a little as he pulled away. Nyssa gave a loud grunt and shoved her ass back until it was touching his hand again. Sebastian laughed lightly at her enthusiasm but gave her what she wanted, stroking her sensitive ass until she was moaning lightly under her breath.

  “Yeah, you like that? You like that, don’t you?” Sebastian said right into her ear, biting a little at the outline of her earlobe while he yanked her head to the side to give himself more space to work with along her neck.

  “Yes, yes, I do, I fucking do,” Nyssa babbled mindlessly, thrusting her hips futilely forward, brushing her sensitive vulva up against the bedsheets under her body.

  Sebastian growled before biting the side of her neck hard, sucking her skin between his teeth so tightly that Nyssa wondered if she was being literally torn into. But she couldn’t focus on the pain for very long, as the next moment Sebastian’s hand found the space between her thighs. He slipped under her ass and found her hole, which was still wet from the earlier activities in the bathtub. “Yes, yes, so ready for me, baby,” Sebastian mumbled as two of his fingers slid inside of her easily.

  “Ugh, yes, shit,” Nyssa moaned, moving her hips backward a little to encourage Sebastian deeper into her body.

  “So tight,” Sebastian said. “Do you feel that? You feel yourself clutching around me? You’re so fucking desperate for it, baby.”

  “Yeah, I am, I fucking am,” Nyssa agreed, her words trailing off into incoherent grunts as Sebastian bit the top of her back, nibbling a little before digging in more and more deeply.

  Sebastian’s fingers explored around inside of her, pressing against each corner of her that he could reach before tapping a spot inside of her that made her howl and lurch forward on the bed, almost hitting her head on the headboard in the process.

  “There, there, fucking there, fuck me there!” Nyssa demanded impatiently. She slapped her hand down hard on the mattress to brace her own weight as she began to fuck herself back onto Sebastian’s fingers, getting his fingertips to brush up against that special spot again and again and again. Nyssa started sweating almost immediately, feeling it collect under her arms and knees, but she just couldn’t give a shit, not when Sebastian’s wonderfully soft yet firm tongue was there to press against her back, to lick her skin clean again.

  And anyway, Sebastian seemed to be enjoying himself just as much as she was, muttering incoherently under his breath as he kept biting at the base of her neck, sucking several spots of warmth into her skin while his fingers jerked faster and faster in and out of her tight hole.

  “Harder, do me harder,” Nyssa commanded, burying her face in the crook of her arm and biting down on her own flesh just to curb the ridiculous noises that were trying to claw their way out of her throat.

  Sebastian complied with her wishes, thrusting his fingers in and out more forcefully than before, rotating them around in circles to be sure to cover as much inner surface area as possible. “Yeah, take it, fucking take it,” Sebastian grunted, pulling harder at her skin while Nyssa whimpered into her arm.

  Nyssa couldn’t take it anymore. She felt so wet, so ridiculously turned on. She just had to reach under her own body with the other hand and get to her clit, rubbing at the sensitive nub desperately rather than teasing herself or building up to it at all. “Yes, yes, yes, fuck, yes, fuck me, ugh,” Nyssa huffed out, arching her spine at an almost impossible angle to get Sebastian’s fingers hitting the exact right spot inside of her.

  “You going to come for me?” Sebastian asked, adding a third finger to her hole and stretching her out even wider than before.

  “Ah! Ah, shit, yes!” Nyssa moaned, rubbing her clit around in circles while Sebastian fucked her even further open, preparing her for his thick cock.

  “You going to fucking come, baby?” Sebastian asked in a low teasing voice, sliding the very tip of his tongue along the top of her back, making her feel a deep tingling sensation that echoed throughout all the bones in her spinal column. “You going to clench around me? You going to fucking take it?”

  “I am, I am, I will, I promise,” Nyssa rambled, her throat burning with the tremendous effort it took to breathe as hard as she was and manage to speak at the same time. All she knew was that the sensations between her legs seemed to be merging together, all the tickling and teasing and outright torture from Sebastian’s fingers tipping her over that edge, making her feel a thousand things at once. She was so fucking wet, she knew that she was probably dripping onto the towel, but it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except the exquisite combination of feelings between her thighs, on top of the amazingly dirty feeling of having Sebastian fingerfuck her from behind. Years ago, she never would have guessed that she could have felt like this: filthy and utterly clean at the exact same time, like she was perfect precisely because she was able to get messy. It was such an unexpected contradiction, such a weird thing that she only felt free when Sebastian had her trapped with his body, but it was true. She felt stronger than ever before in her life, all because this man biting hard at her back knew that she could take whatever it was he had to give her. He trusted her to be brave. She couldn’t think of any higher compliment than that, sexual or otherwise.

  “Come for me, baby,” Sebastian demanded. He bit his way up from the top of her back, along the vein in her neck, all the way up to the ultrasensitive spot just under her ear, right where her heart pounded against the side of her skull. “Fucking come for me. Do it. Do it now!”

  “Oh, shit! Oh, shit, oh, shit, oh, fuck, oh, shit!” Nyssa screamed, throwing her head back and howling like an untamed wolf, like a creature of the forest, like the beast that she really was deep underneath her skin. Her spine stiffened, threatening to crack as it bent forward and backward, over and over again as spasms ripped through her entire body like a hurricane. Vibrations coursed out from her pussy, pounding throughout her blood until her whole body was consumed in the single concentrated rush of heat that pulsed out from her cunt. The moment was so quick, so mercifully short, but it paradoxically seemed to last forever at the same time, like she was born for this single moment to occur.

  “Shit, shit, oh, shit,” Nyssa sighed out as she collapsed on top of the bed, her own arm trapped underneath her body and Sebastian’s fingers still inside of her.

  Sebastian carefully pulled out of her before laying down on top of her, considerately keeping most of his weight to one side while he nuzzled the back of her neck sweetly. “Yeah, that’s my girl,” he said, brushing his nose up against the sensitive skin of her neck. “That’s my sweet girl.”

  “Thank you,” Nyssa said in between long panting breaths. “Thank you so much. I really fucking needed that.”

  “Well, don’t go getting too comfortable,” Sebastian said, rubbing a hand down Nyssa’s back but stopping before he got to her ass this time. “I’m nowhere near finished with you.”

  Nyssa laughed lightly and rolled over onto her side to face Sebastian. She loved seeing him like this, naked and a little red in the face and sweaty from their shared exercise. She wanted to break him down even more, to see him totally off his guard. He was so tough and commanding, so strong and powerful, but like everybody else he needed to be taken care of, too. Nyssa couldn’t wait to do it, but she had to give herself a few minutes to g
et some of her energy back first.

  “You’re so cute,” Nyssa said softly. She reached out to tangle her fingers through Sebastian’s slightly damp hair, loving the way his hair seemed to curl a little bit around her hand.

  Sebastian rolled his eyes and slapped the side of Nyssa’s body playfully. “Men don’t like that word. Cute.”

  “Oh, yeah, I guess that’s true, isn’t it?” Nyssa said. She’d learned a lot about what men liked and didn’t like over her years on the street, but it was hard to keep track of it all at times. “What’s a better word for you, then? Handsome? Sexy? Adorable?”

  Sebastian scoffed, but Nyssa could tell that he was enjoying being teased. His eyes seemed to glow a little, like she’d kindled some kind of special fire inside of him, keeping all the inner hidden parts of him warm. Good, Nyssa thought. I want to do that for him. I want to make him feel good, too.