STOLEN || 18+ (Monsters #3)

.74. 15 minutes

"When I close my eyes and picture a world without her, I picture myself dead."

- V (me)

. . .

Nine days till Carla would be back.

One day till we had to go to America. This did not seem like the best time to leave but I wasn't going to deny Leyla.

I looked at her sleeping form. She was buried under the sheets, her curls sprawled on the white pillow. Her mouth was open, just a little.

I looked at my phone, gently starting the vibrator. Her hips moved, and a faint buzzing filled the quiet room. Her eyebrows furrowed, hands fisting the sheets.

I put my phone down, rubbing a towel on my wet hair. I needed to get the damned thing cut. Another towel was around my waist. I had wanted to take a shower with her but she looked too pretty while sleeping.

I walked inside the closet. I had some of my clothes in this room. I picked up a grey t-shirt with black joggers. I didn't plan on going out today. About time Fabiano and Dante made themselves useful. There was just one meeting with some arms dealer Creeds had been in business with for years and they could handle it.

I walked out and she was sitting on the bed, her covers removed, her body looking too pretty. Her thighs were pressed together, hands fisted.

She looked at me. "Gio-"

"Good morning, Bambina."

I kissed her forehead and then her lips, being gentle.

"Good morning," she whispered. "I..." I picked her up.

"Let's eat something."

. . .

It was fun to torture her pussy while she tried to act like nothing was happening. Rosa knew something was up but she was too innocent to know exactly what.

I fed Leyla as she sat on my lap, kissing her after every bite, something which made her blush so much. It was adorable.

"Orange juice, Leyla?"

"Y-Yes please, Rosa." I smiled at the stutter, kissing her jaw.

"Don't make it obvious," I muttered in her ear, feeling her shiver. I grabbed her waist by hand, it felt tiny in it. I rubbed my hand up and down, feeling her trembling. "Don't make it obvious how much you love what daddy is doing to you."

She hid her face in my neck. "S-She'll know."

"She won't," I whispered, loving how melted into my body she was. Could she feel how fast my heart was beating? How fucking hard my cock was? This little thing made me want to read her stupid little books with her and then fuck her till she cried.

I nibbled at her neck while she drank her juice. She had built up an appetite. She used to be thin before, in a way which indicated she wasn't fed enough and after interrogating the people who worked there, I came to know that it was another way of her father punishing her.

Her father was now rotting in a cell, waiting for his fate which Leyla and Carla would decide on my sister's return.

I took a bite of the pancake. It tasted good. Rosa was gifted with cooking, almost as much as Zavier, even though that fucker would never admit that.

Putting the glass down with shaking hands, she wiped her lips with the back of her hand. Happy she had eaten, I kissed her neck, turning her till she was straddling me. Rosa quickly left the kitchen, closing the door firmly.

I tipped her head up. I watched her face for a while, admiring how gorgeous it was, how gorgeous she was.

I kissed her lips, my other hand tapping on my phone, turning the vibrations to the maximum. She whimpered into my mouth, and that sound made me kiss her harder. I kissed her till she was out of breath and then I kissed her a little more. She squirmed like the horny little girl she was. I let her for a while and then I stopped her, putting a hand on her waist.

I pulled away from her lips. "Don't be greedy," I whispered against her lips. "You're my good girl."

"Y-Yes, daddy," she whispered. "Please..." The vibrator was going to make her pretty pussy come and she wanted permission.

I undressed her, sitting her down on the counter and lowering the vibrations, something she let out a pathetic small whine at.

I took her panties, chuckling at how wet they were. I set the vibrator aside and spread her legs, looking at her pussy.

She was so wet. So fucking wet. So ready for me to slam deep inside of her and make her take it.

I pulled her on my lap again, putting her on one of my thighs. I grabbed her hand, making her look at me.

I set up a stopwatch. "Ride my thigh. You have one minute to cum. If you can't, we'll try again in fifteen minutes."

"It's too less-"

I started it. "Get to work."

She fisted her hands on my chest, her hips moving clumsily. I let her get it right, not touching her with my hands in any way. She let out little whimpers, little whines for more, whines which made me want to take my cock out, lift her, and slam her down on my cock, making her take it like a good girl.

Her whines got louder, whimpers got urgent, but one minute was not enough

When it was up, I grabbed her waist and put her on the counter again. She had wet my thigh with her pussy. Such a naughty girl.

I dressed her, including the vibrator as she quietly begged.

"Daddy...please, it hurts..."

I ignored her sweet begging.

"Go to my room. I'll be there in a minute."

. . .

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Before anyone plans my assassination, I'd like to say that I happen to be in the middle of writing the next chapter so it should be updated soon. SHOULD does not mean WILL. You don't wanna mess with me. I'm on my period. I already wanna pew pew mfs.