Castriel’s POV
Staring at her was more than enough to get my d**k hard again. Just like I’d told her, it’s difficult to keep my c**k under control if she was around.
Getting closer to her, I cupped her face with my palm, it was soft, flushed and she looked like she was tired but resting wasn’t what she needed at this point.
“You want daddy to f**k you?” I asked again and she nodded, a slap on her face reminded her that I needed more than just her head movement, I needed her to be vocal.
“Y— Yes, Daddy.” She responded, making me smile as my c**k throbbed. There are tons of things that I wanted to do to her right now and right here.
I was still running hot and the anger from hearing her moan the name of some Maverick when she could’ve moaned mine still angered her.
Running my fingers u
