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I hold him and ease him down to the ground. “How dare you think you could separate me from my woman…you suka,” I add, insulting him in Russian as he slides into eternal sleep.

Quickly my eyes scan the area and I’m surprised there’s no one else. Then again, Zakharov always worked alone, as did I. It’s a matter of personal pride, and this time pride turned out to be his deadly sin.

/> I turn and look at my girl, seeing she’s still ducked down, her eyes wide and focused on Zakharov’s body.

I step in between him and her line of sight and move closer to her. “You should have to see something like this, precious. Daddy doesn’t want you scarred for life.”

“You…you…” she stutters.

“I did what I needed to do when someone tried to take me from my girl. That’s not happening. Ever,” I say, claiming her mouth. Her lips are unresponsive, still shaking from the moment, but finally she throws her arms around me and I hold her tight.

“This is your graduation gift by the way,” I say wiping the blood off the switchblade and clicking the release button so it slides back into the side of the Kindle Oasis.

“A new Kindle! How did you know?”

“It’s a Daddy’s job to know everything about his little, and I know you love to read. The only thing is I…made some modifications to it, so you’re always safe.”

“Protecting me just like you said you always would.”

“Always, baby. And now you’ve seen what I’m capable of, up close and personal. This is the man you’re about to spend the rest of your life with, but don’t be afraid. Just know I’m capable of protecting what’s mine and nothing on this earth is more precious, or more mine, than you are.”

“Oh, Daddy. You don’t scare me anymore. You make me feel…even safer. You might be a bad man, but your heart is good, and it belongs to me.”

“That’s not the only thing,” I add, taking her hand and walking her back a couple of steps so we’re farther underneath the bleachers. “Grab that crossbar and hold on tight. Daddy needs to be inside you now.”

“Not just now. Daddy seems to always need that feeling.”

“Damn right,” I respond as I slap her ass, grabbing that annoying gown and lifting it up to expose that incredible lingerie. Too bad for the person who spent all that time hand crafting it that all it takes is one second, and one of my big hands, to grab it and yank it clean off, the seams ripping as I can’t allow anything to get in the way of my skin and hers.

The second my eyes see the curve of her lower back, the roundness of her bottom I’m a goner, sliding a finger through her folds, finding them already drenched.

I fist my length and in one motion enter her warmth, my eyes closing before I begin sliding in and out, grunting loudly. I grab her by the hips, lifting her feet off the ground for a better angle as I hold her, slamming into her ass as I take her as I continue holding her suspended in air.

Everything about her is so damn perfect and there’s no way I can last much longer.

“Oh Daddy,” she cries out in a staccato rhythm as I take her.

“Come, baby girl. Come for, Daddy,” I snarl, needing her to finish first as I feel my balls pulling up and know I’ve got seconds left, if that.

And right on cue her pussy clamps down on my cock and I unload as she milks me dry just as the fireworks burst in the midday sky, signaling that she’s now a graduate, although she ‘graduated’ a long time ago…becoming a woman, my woman.

But she’ll always be my little girl.

Slowly I lower her feet back to the ground and we straighten out our gowns as we continue panting, our bodies begging for air.

I take her hand and we walk away from underneath the bleachers, just as students begin filing out, their looks now even more awestruck than when we entered.

And now it’s time to enter a whole other world, a new chapter in our lives. Together…exactly how we’ll always be.

Epilogue

Alexa

A week later

We step out onto our balcony in Zermatt, Switzerland, overlooking the Swiss Alps and The Matterhorn.

“Here ya go,” Alexander says, handing me a cup of hot chocolate.


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