Make Me Moan, Daddy-Chapter 48

REINA

My body was still quaking with my release when I realized he hadn’t stopped yet. Domenico’s cock was still buried deep inside of me, he kept plunging inside me, unrelenting, his thrusts deep and deliberate as if my orgasm had been nothing more than a warm-up.

"Daddy... please... I c-can’t... can’t please... aargh!" I gasped, tears springing at the corners of my eyes.

His mouth curved in a merciless smirk above me. "Can’t what? Can’t take more? Don’t lie to me, dolcezza. This greedy little pussy is still sucking me in, begging for it."

And it was. My body betrayed me, clenching and fluttering around him, wetter than before. Every thrust sent another aftershock rippling through me until I thought I might break apart.

My body was still trembling, every nerve raw and oversensitized. The world around me blurred, colors melting together as I tried to steady my breath. But he hadn’t stopped. Domenico’s cock was still there in my pussy—heavy, powerful, hard unyielding. Thrusting so hard I almost blanked out.

His movements didn’t soften; they only grew slower, more deliberate, as though he was testing how far he could push me before I shattered completely.

I whimpered his name, my voice barely more than a broken sigh. "Daddy... please... I can’t—"

His hand slid up, curling around my throat with possessive gentleness, forcing my eyes to meet his. The darkness in them was both frightening and beautiful—like staring into a storm and knowing it would never let you go.

"Look at me," he murmured. "You think you’re finished, but you’re not. Not until I say you are."

The words made my pulse spike again, a tremor of something wild and uncontrollable rising inside me.

My body betrayed me, answering his command even while my mind screamed for relief. The air between us felt heavy—charged with heat, reverence, and the dangerous kind of love and lust that burned too deep to ever be pure.

He leaned close, his breath brushing my ear. "You feel that?" His tone was rough, yet controlled, a growl of restrained power. "That’s what happens when you give yourself to me. Completely."

I could only nod, tears clinging to my lashes as the emotion in his voice tangled with the intensity in his eyes. Every sound, every breath, seemed to echo between us.

My hands clutched at his shoulders, searching for balance, for something to hold onto. The room tilted, and all I could feel was him, his scent, his heat, his weight, his voice commanding my heart to beat in rhythm with his.

When he finally slowed, his forehead pressed to mine, our breaths mingling. "You drive me insane, piccola," he whispered. "Every time I touch you, I lose a little more control."

His confession hit me harder than his strength ever could. I realized then it wasn’t just dominance—it was devotion, raw and consuming. And even as I trembled beneath him, part of me didn’t want it to end.

"Open your legs wider," he ordered, gripping my thighs and folding them back against my chest.

The position opened me so completely that shame burned hot across my cheeks. He loomed over me, his cock stretching me deeper than ever before, hitting places that made me cry out helplessly.

"Look at that," he growled, watching himself slide in and out of me. "So fucking tight, yet you’re swallowing me whole. My son never deserved this. No man deserves this pussy, only me."

I shook my head weakly, too overwhelmed to argue, too far gone to deny the truth in his words. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"You love it, don’t you?" His thumb circled my clit suddenly, making me jolt. "Being spread open, used like this. You want Daddy to fuck you into the mattress until you can’t walk tomorrow."

"Yes... oh God, yes, mmmp fuck fuckkkkk." I sobbed, my voice breaking.

"That’s my girl." He bent, teeth catching my nipple and biting down until I yelped. His thrusts grew savage, his pace brutal, each stroke dragging another moan from my lips.

The pressure built again, faster this time, unbearable. My nails clawed at his back, leaving red streaks across his skin. "I’m gonna..."

"You’re not allowed yet, you just came." He snarled, pulling his hand away from my clit at the very last second. My whole body screamed for release, my orgasm ripped away cruelly.

"Domenico!" I cried, trembling, frustrated tears spilling down my temples.

How could he be so sweet, yet so wicked? So... So goddamn evil?

"Call me properly." He snapped his hips hard, grinding deep.

"D-Daddy," I choked. "Please... please let me... pleaseee." I whimpered, too tired, too horny, too fucking sex drunk.

"That’s better," he purred darkly, slowing his thrusts to a torturous grind. "Beg me. Beg Daddy to let you come again."

I shook under him, shame warring with desperation. "Please, Daddy. I’m your slut, your whore... fuck, I’ll do anything, just let me come again!"

The savage gleam in his eyes nearly undid me. "Good girl." His thumb returned to my clit, rubbing in tight, merciless circles.

The pleasure surged so violently that my vision blurred. I shattered again, screaming his name as my orgasm ripped through me harder than the first, flooding around his cock.

But Domenico didn’t stop.

Even as I bucked and writhed, overstimulated, he kept fucking me. His thrusts turned cruel, his pace relentless, and I screamed into the sheets, begging for mercy that never came.

"You’re going to give me every last drop, Reina," he growled into my ear. "Every orgasm your body has ever hidden from my son belongs to me now. You understand?"

"Yes!" I sobbed. "Yes, Daddy, I understand..."

He yanked me up suddenly, dragging me to the edge of the bed. My legs dangled as he stood, keeping me impaled on his cock. He lifted my hips like I weighed nothing, pounding up into me with brutal strength.

"Look at you," he snarled, staring down at the sight of my body bouncing helplessly in his grip. "Fucking wrecked already, and I haven’t even given you half of what I want."

I screamed as another orgasm tore through me, unexpected, unstoppable. My nails raked his arms, my body convulsing around him.

"That’s three orgasm since we got here," he hissed, slamming into me harder. "You’ll give me more. Daddy’s not done."

He pulled out suddenly, my cunt clenching around nothing, and shoved me off the bed. Before I could collapse, he flipped me around, bending me over the mattress. His hand pressed hard between my shoulder blades, forcing my face into the sheets as he drove into me from behind.

The angle was brutal, merciless. His cock speared me so deep I saw stars, every thrust dragging filthy moans out of me I couldn’t control.

"Listen to yourself," he growled, gripping my hips like a man possessed. "Moaning for your husband’s father. Do you know how fucking ruined you are now?"

"Yes," I cried, drooling against the sheets. "Ruined—Daddy, you ruined me— ahhh! Fuck, yes."

He slapped my ass hard, the sting making me clench tighter around him. His pace grew animalistic, pounding into me until my legs shook violently.

"You belong to me," he spat, leaning down to bite my back. "You fucking belong to me, Reina. Body and soul. Your all is all mine now. All fucking mine."