29. Cameras

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Birdie sniffles and gripped his shirt, putting his shirt's collar into her mouth.

I watched Birdie sniffle and rub her little watery eyes.

"Hm? Yes, this is my daughter. She's four months old and the light of my life." DG smiled.

I glanced at DG as he pat her back gently.

Light of his life?

He just met her.

She's the light of MY life...

Birdie turned her little head and put a hand out for me to hold.

I gave her my pointer finger and she squeezed.

She smiled and I giggled, giving her kisses on her cheek and forehead.

She babbled and grabbed DG's hair and yanked.

"No, leave daddy alone! Don't make him go bald, that's the only thing he has going for him!" I joked and DG laughed.

I untangle her hand as she screamed and cried in protest.

"Be nice. No hair pulling!" I said as she reached for his pink hair again.

She screamed and buried her face into his neck, wailing and crying.

He stood up and left to soothe her and I watched nervously as he left the room.

Don't show you're nervous...

In smiled at the camera, answering questions and comments they submitted.

Where is he!?

Did he run away with her!?

I said bye to the live and ended it.

Once I was sure it was off, I ran around the house looking for them.

"DG!?"

"In the nursery!"

I ran over and saw Birdie on her back, giggling and reaching for the stuffed bird DG had just out of her reach.

He lowered the toy, then yanked it up, causing more giggling.

I let out a sigh of relief.

She looked at me and babbled excitedly.

"Are you having fun, baby bird?" I smiled and she let out a squeal.

I watched DG play work his daughter until it was nap time.

"She can't sleep in your room forever. She needs her own space." Deigo smiled and closed the door of the nursery.

"Wow, look at you. First day back and already making choices for how I run my house."

"I don't mean to overstep." He sighed.

Whatever. He's probably right. I just kept her in my room because it was easier.

I turned and walked into my room.

"We should probably talk." DG said and sat next to me on the bed.

"Probably.

MDNI

"Oh, fuck!" I moaned and gripped the sheets as he rammed into me.

I panted, trying to keep quiet as he railed me.

Is this payment for him helping me?

I knew he wanted something in return.

He turned my head and slammed his lips on mine, holding the back of my head tightly.

How did this even happen?

One moment, we were talking, the next, he was inside me.

I bit the pillow and gripped the sheets, his hands holding my hips up.

"DG..." I said through the pillow and he laughed before slapping my ass.

I yelped and felt his hand wrap around my neck, tightening his grip and pulling me up down my back was against his chest.

"You like that, huh? You missed me fucking you raw and bringing you to tears?"

"Fuck you..." I grunted and he chuckled before shoving my face into the mattress and fucking me harder.

I couldn't stop the moans and screams. I couldn't stop the tears from the pleasure.

"Oh fuck..." I reached back and gripped his bicep, digging my nails into his skin.

"You're marking me now? Want me to mark you too?"

I screamed as he dug his teeth into the patch of skin where my shoulder and neck meet.

What's with him today, why's he being so aggressive?

Not that I mind, but Jesus.

I have a feeling it's gonna be a long day.

Be never wants just one round.

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