The Demon's Queen (A Deal With a Demon, #6)

by Katee Robert

“That’s not specific.” I wave the pen at him, even as my heart leaps. I know better than to believe pretty lies. Truly, I do. But sometimes the unloved orphan I spent my childhood being gets the best of me. Even though the world has proven itself cruel and selfish, in my heart of hearts, I simply want someone to choose me, to love me above all others. I’m too old for fairy tales—I have been since I was a child—but some fantasies persist even when you know better.

“You have me grounded here. I can’t leave. You control every element of my life now. Who does that if not a Daddy?”

It takes an eternity. It takes no time at all.

In keeping her safe, I’ve lost her forever.

Fine. Such a neat little word that means absolutely nothing at all. She’s not fine. She may never be again. Because of my choices, my selfishness.

Coming to him at all was a terrible idea. I knew it the moment I got out of bed. Sometimes, that’s all there is: bad and worse. Staying in my own room and being suffocated by my racing thoughts was worse than whatever this is. You know what this is.

“I could,” he agrees easily. His attention drops to my pussy. “But I want to fill you up, baby girl.” He leans down and plants a hand next to my hip, his rugged face intense. “Don’t you want Daddy to make a mess of you?”

“I think you’ve got one more in you, baby girl. I mean to have it.”

He ruined my life. He saved my life.

“It’s literally how I see, asshole. If you don’t want to be perceived, learn how to shield better.”

truth is much more vulnerable. I want her close to me. No matter the consequences.

“Poor Daddy. Being perceived is deeply uncomfortable, isn’t it?”

“Now be a good Daddy and try not to come too fast and ruin my fun.”