Daddy ♡ --- Post Malone Smut, BDSM

Harper and Connor

Warning!! Chapter may contain consensual but rough sexual play, sexual submission, oral sex and extreme BDSM, sexual and physical violence, gun use and injury, possible uncomfortable situations, possible trigger warning for some parts, and swearing.

Please do not read if you are uncomfortable with any of the above.

--- Austin's Point of View ---

"We can shop for a ring when we get to Texas, you can pick anyone that you like. Fuck I love when you call me that." I growled, joy filling my heart at her saying yes.

I pressed her against the wall and lowered my mouth to hers and kissed her hard and passionately.

I reached down and grabbed her ass then moved to the back of her thigh and lifted her leg up, she broke the kiss.

"Baby...the kids are in the other room..." She giggled, fuck I loved that sound, and it was wonderful to see her smile like that.

"So? They are too young to know what mommy and daddy are getting up to – come on let's make them a younger sibling." I teased.

"Lord Austin, how many babies do you want exactly?"

I pulled myself up to my full height so I was looking down at her more, it was a dominant and a power move – I loved how shorter she was than me.

"How many are you willing to give me?"

I was just about to position myself at her entrance, I wanted to sink my cock deep in her when her phone rang. She quickly and firmly pushed me back.

"That's Connors ringtone..."

I stepped back as she got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her, I let out sigh and leaned back against the wall.

I had no right to be mad, but a normal male part of me was pissed off that he had interrupted us, I stepped out of the shower turning off the water.

I walked into the other room, she was talking softly into the phone at the other end of the room.

"I'm so glad you are alright, no I'm fine, I'm with Austin..."

I turned my attention to the crib and looked down at my sleeping children.

I focused on Armani and I felt a twinge of guilt looking at his tiny face, truthfully I despite his mother – because of her getting pregnant and then not treating him well.

But regardless of my feelings she was his mother, maybe I should see when I get to Texas if I can locate her, for my sons sake – I honestly don't care myself.

"I love you...I have to go..."

My heart clenched as I heard her say that. I knew that I had no right to be upset at her and I wasn't going to say anything, I hadn't always been the best man to her, lord knows I don't deserve her – and Connor – even though he had his issues, had always been a steady person in her life.

He loved her as well, I couldn't fault or blame him for having the same feelings I did.

But I would be lying if I didn't know that taking her away from Utah, him, and even getting away from Harper – would make it easier for me to get her heart where I wanted it.

I wasn't kidding about the ring and asking her to marry me, I would marry her in the next few days if she lets me.

She hung up the phone and walked over to me. I gave her a smirk and she blushed.

"You love him huh?"

"Not like I love you, please don't make me choose between you two again..."

I sauntered over to her and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her to me, her towel feel and she was naked, I looked over my shoulder at the crib.

"I will never make you pick again, but I'm not going to discipline you in front of the children, Baby Girl, but I do intend to discipline you."

"Austin..."

"You are my submissive Baby Girl...and nothing will change that...I want to get us back to where we were, and I think you want that too. We can always get a nanny to take some of the childcare off our hands why we get...reacquainted in Texas."

"I understand Daddy...I...I would like that, I want to submit to you again." She looked down in a submissive manner, and I noticed that she looked exhausted, I felt tired as well.

"Let's get some sleep..."

She looked up at me as I gently pushed her to the bed.

"Actual sleep..." I crawled into bed and she crawled in after me, snuggling in my arms I laid down, rubbing her back trying to sooth her to sleep. Trying to ease my own thoughts about Harper. 

I was started by a knock at a door...fuck, right, the Pizza.