
Daddy, Please Make Me Yours
The Book Magician · Ongoing · 84.7k Words
Introduction
“I’m not yours, Mr. Macaulay.”
“You’re mine. Mine alone. Every inch of you belongs to me. I will not have another man touch you, ever,” he growls through gritted teeth.
“I’m not yours. Not until you claim me,” I fire back. “Until then, I’m just a woman who warms your bed… just like I’ll warm other men’s beds too.”
His pupils dilate as his grip tightens around my arm.
“Do not test me, June,” he says, voice low and deadly. “I swear on my life, any man who so much as lays a hand on you… I’ll rip his fingers off and feed them to my dogs.”
June Fontaine had always loved her boyfriend too deeply, giving him her heart even when it tore her apart.
For three years, she lived in the shadow of his ex, a relationship that slowly swallowed her.
Until one night changed everything, and she broke up with him.
Fueled by heartbreak and the bitter sight of her ex moving on like she never mattered, June made a dangerous, impulsive choice that threw her into the arms of a stranger she could not forget—even after she ran from him.
Two weeks later, she saw the stranger again—now richer and more powerful than she could have imagined.
In a city like Las Vegas, men like him do not chase.
They own.
And he wants her.
Obsession becomes possession. Desire becomes dangerous.
He cannot let her go. She cannot stay away.
While he falls for her in a way that feels almost forbidden, he holds back, haunted by a past that refuses to let him claim her.
But she refuses to be hidden.
She refuses to be just another secret in a powerful man’s world.
Chapter 1
~JUNE~
“Fuck… your pussy so tight, baby. I love how good you feel,” my boyfriend, Andrew, groans against my ear.
His words melt into me, sending a shiver racing down my spine.
Slowly, he rolls his hips forward, sliding his cock deeper into me inch by inch until I can’t hold back the gasp that escapes my lips.
My fingertips dig into his shoulders as I cling to him, but it only makes everything feel more intense.
Too intense.
A shaky breath escapes me as my body arches into his, chasing the sensation building deep inside me.
“Don’t stop… Please… faster…” I whisper, my voice barely holding together.
He leans into me, crashing his lips against mine, and I kiss him back just as messily and hungrily before he pulls back and stares at me, his eyes glazed.
With his cock still buried deep inside me, he leans back, hooks his hands under my knees, and lifts my legs high, bending me nearly in half until my knees brush my chest.
Not giving me a moment to catch my breath, he quickens his pace, driving deeper into me as his hips slam hard against my ass.
As he pumps into me, my inner walls stretch perfectly, sending wave after wave of pleasure rippling through my body.
He presses deep, hitting a spot inside me that makes my eyes roll back and my vision blur.
“Oh… fuck… yes,” I cry out, grinding my hips against his thrusts, savoring the feel of his cock sliding inside me.
“Fugghh! Baby!” he grunts, his eyes boring into mine.
A rush of intense pleasure floods my body, scorching through me, leaving me aching for more.
“Uh-huh… oh god, Andrew,” I moan, fingers clawing at the floor.
The coil of fire in my belly tightens with every thrust, building higher and hotter.
Sex with Andrew has always felt incredible, something I crave more with each passing day.
We’ve been together for three years, and I still love him in a way that feels almost dangerous, like he owns a piece of me I can’t take back.
He was my first love, my first everything, and it feels like he’s the only man I could ever love… and the only one who could ever love me.
His hips stutter as I feel his cock pulse inside me.
“Baby, I’m coming,” he pants.
“Mmphh… me too,” I gasp.
He slams deep into me twice, then comes instantly, his warm cum spilling deep inside me, flooding me.
My back arches, hips trembling as my pussy clamps down around his cock, and just like that, I came undone under him.
A raw, screaming moan tears from my throat as hot liquid gushes out of me, slicking across our stomachs.
He collapses on top of me, chest pressing against mine, our breaths ragged, bodies trembling.
After a moment, he pulls out and rolls onto the floor beside me, skin glistening, chest heaving.
A warm trickle of cum slides from my pussy, pooling across my thighs and onto the floor beneath us.
“That was… amazing,” I whisper, still breathless.
Andrew doesn’t say a thing.
With my body still tingling, I turn toward him, tracing my fingers along the sweat-slicked lines of his abs.
“Why don’t we go for another round?” I murmur, a teasing smile lifting my lips.
He catches my wrist. “No… I can’t.”
He pulls my hand from his body and sits up.
My heart sinks. “Why?”
He turns to me. “I need to go pick up Maddie from the airport.”
The fuck?
He needs to pick her up?
What is he… her chauffeur?
Hearing her name always makes my blood boil.
I’ve only met her once, from afar, but I already hate her.
Maybe it’s because Andrew shoves her name in my face every fucking day.
Maddie is his ex. They broke up three years ago, and yet he still jumps at her every whim, always at her beck and call.
At the beginning of my relationship with Andrew, I overlooked his behavior toward Maddie, telling myself it was just a phase, that maybe he hadn’t fully gotten over her.
But it’s been three fucking years, and he’s clearly still in contact with her, and probably hasn’t gotten over her at all.
I’m so fucking tired of it.
And I’m done acting like it doesn’t bother me.
“By this time?” I mutter, glancing at the wall clock. The hands sit at 9:45 p.m.
“Yes,” he replies without hesitation.
“It’s late,” I say, exasperated. “Can’t she just go home by herself? Or call an Uber or something?”
“It’s late. That’s exactly why I need to pick her up,” he says. “I don’t want anything happening to her.”
I blink at him, stunned. “Oh my God… what is she, a teenager? I mean, she’s a full-grown adult.”
He sighs, stands and reaches for his clothes on the floor. “I’m leaving. I’ll be back soon.”
“Are you seriously leaving me… to go meet Maddie?” I ask, trying to keep the anger rising in my throat at bay.
“It’s not like that, baby.”
“Then tell me what it is,” I demand, pushing myself upright.
“It’s… it’s just…” he stammers, unable to get the words out.
I scoff, letting the frustration seep into my voice. “Of course you have nothing to say. You never do.”
“June…”
I stand up, the dried mess on my skin suddenly feeling cold against my heated skin. “It’s always going to be her, isn’t it? You’ll always choose her over me.”
“No. Of course not,” he says, lying through his teeth.
“Oh, come on, Andrew. Every single time it’s between Maddie and me, you pick her. You even ditched my birthday last year just to be with her.”
“Maddie was sick that day, June. I couldn’t just leave her alone…”
“You couldn’t just leave her alone?” I furrow my eyebrows. “She could’ve gone to a hospital and gotten treated. Why did she have to call you on my birthday, of all days, to say she was sick?”
“It wasn’t Maddie’s fault. It was just a coincidence,” he says defensively.
“Oh, here you go again, defending her. Do you even see me as your girlfriend… or am I just someone you keep around to fuck whenever you feel like it?”
He runs a hand through his hair, rubbing the back of his neck. “June… you’re overreacting. I’m just going to pick Maddie up from the airport. It’s not a big deal.”
“It is a big deal!” My voice comes out sharp. “It’s a fucking big deal! You say you’ve gotten over her, but the minute she calls, you run to her like a lapdog!”
“June… it’s not like that. Maddie’s just my friend.”
“Just your friend?” I snort. “If she’s really just your friend, like you say, then why do you drop everything and run to her the second she calls, like she’s your girlfriend?”
“Maddie… needs me,” he says quietly.
“And I don’t?”
“Maddie needs me more. You can fend for yourself, June. You’re strong. Maddie is delicate.”
His words hit me like a slap across the face.
What the hell?
Is he serious right now?
I clench my fists, struggling to keep myself from lashing out. “She needs you for what, exactly? As her personal driver? Her errand boy? Her shoulder to cry on?”
“It’s enough, June. I’m not staying to talk about this. I need to go,” he says, turning away.
“Don’t you fucking walk away from me, Andrew!” I snap, making him freeze in his tracks.
Slowly, he turns to me.
Swallowing the nausea rising in my throat, I say, “I… I hate the way you make me feel like you care about Maddie more than me.”
He closes the distance between us, cupping my cheeks to tilt my face up until I have no choice but to meet his eyes. “June… why would you ever think that?” His voice softens. “I care about you more than Maddie. You’re my girlfriend. It’s you I love. Not her.”
My chest hitches at his words, and my stupid heart softens, just like it always does.
“Then why are you still talking to Maddie and meeting up with her for crying out loud?” My shoulders slump. “I’m the only person you need. You don’t need her, Andrew.”
He releases my cheeks, dragging a hand across his forehead before letting out a slow, weary sigh. “Maddie’s my friend, June… and she’s a really good person.”
I roll my eyes.
“If you just got to know her, you’d see—”
“I don’t ever want to get to know her!” I cut him off. “She’s your fucking ex! Do you expect me to be friends with your ex?”
“Maddie is more than just my ex,” he murmurs, his eyes avoiding mine.
Anger bursts in my chest.
“Wow… isn’t that just amazing to hear?” I spit.
He scratches the nape of his neck and exhales sharply. “June, this is one thing I really don’t like about you. You spiral and always blow everything out of proportion. Maddie would never be this dramatic.”
My mouth falls open. “What the fuck? Are you seriously comparing me to her right now?”
“Maddie is—”
“Maddie, Maddie, Maddie! It’s always about her!” I scream, flinging my hands into the air. “I’m so sick of it!”
Andrew just stands there, frozen, his mouth slightly open, eyes wide.
I swallow the lump in my throat and force out the question burning in my chest. “Do you still love her?”
He stares at me, silence stretching, and finally mutters, “I… I don’t.”
A bitter laugh escapes me.
He’s lying.
He’s clearly lying.
I can see it in the way his shoulders tense, the flicker in his eyes, the hesitation in his voice.
Something inside me snaps.
“The hell? Do you think I’m stupid?” I spit, stepping forward until we’re almost nose to nose. “You’re literally lying straight to my face! Cut the bullshit, Andrew! Stop pretending! I know you still love her, so don’t stand there and lie to me!”
He grips the hair at the back of his head, like he wants to rip it out—a telltale sign that he’s holding himself back.
“Tell me the fucking truth.” I jab my finger into his chest. “Tell me!”
His jaw tightens, and his gaze hardens, locking onto mine. “You want the truth? Fine. You’re right, June. I still love Maddie. I still love her so fucking much. The only reason I dated you… was to get back at her for leaving me.”
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