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Tame Me, Daddy: A Dark Russian Mafia Romance by Sara Fields

She’s going to call me daddy. I’m going to call her mine.

When I threw Riley Murphy over my shoulder and carried her off after killing the bastard who dared to touch her, I swore to myself that I was only bringing her home with me to keep her safe.

She’s an eighteen-year-old orphan who deserves a man who’ll tell her she’s his good girl.

Not a ruthless Bratva boss who’ll make her scream for him before he’s even inside her.

But the moment I pulled her cute little panties down for a much-needed spanking and found her soaking wet, I knew I’d be taking her innocence in the same bed I tucked her into last night.

And that she’ll be calling me daddy.


Publisher’s Note: Tame Me, Daddy is a stand-alone novel which is the sixth book of the Boston Kings series. It includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author: Sara Fields

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Length: 71,200 words


With one hand, he grabbed the back of my neck and forced me to lay my cheek down on the table, the other gripping my hip tightly as he set a punishing pace, his hips slamming against mine.

“Daddy,” I moaned.

“You’re taking me like such a good girl. Look at how perfect you look full of my cock,” he praised, and the warmth in my body catapulted through me with fiery intensity.

He started fucking me just as hard as I wanted. The way he slammed into me felt like he was branding my insides and claiming every part of me and marking me as his.

It was intoxicating.

The hand on my hip released its grip, his fingers sliding down between my thighs. Then he started rubbing my clit with firm circles. In an instant, I gasped as radiant bliss furrowed up and down my limbs and in a matter of moments, I was already facing down the edge of an orgasm so devastating that I feared the moment it would hit.

I soon realized the inevitable.

I was going to come hard, right here in his kitchen, naked and bent over his table with my red ass high in the air. The image of that flashed through my mind and I shivered with pleasure.

“Your pussy is so very tight, Riley-girl,” Maxim grunted, his pace never faltering as he slammed his length deep inside me over and over again. I shuddered with need, trying to keep a hold on myself and knowing that I was moments away from losing it altogether.

“Come for Daddy,” he ordered.

It was all I could do not to give into the pleasure that coursed through me and so when his fingers circled my clit, it was the final straw.

I detonated.

The pleasure was explosive, bursting through me like a bomb going off. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I couldn’t see. All I could do was feel, every single nerve ending tingling with bliss as the waves washed over me again and again and again.

I screamed. I moaned. I shattered right there, full of his cock. He fucked me hard enough to force the table to slide against the floor and then harder still.

Then he released the back of my neck and dragged his fingers down the length of my spine as he slowed my fucking down to a standstill. I tensed as he slid down the cleft of my ass and his hand spread my ass open. Then his thumb pressed against my asshole.

I couldn’t breathe.

He couldn’t mean to touch me there, could he?

When he pushed a little more firmly, I realized with fearful arousal that he did. The pad of his thumb pressed harder, and then he breached the entrance to my body and the sharp sting made me gasp.

It was a deep pain that bloomed out into my core. As my asshole stretched around his thick digit, I panicked and clenched down, which only made the pain worse and my panic greater.

“Relax, little girl. This is only one finger. One day, it’s going to be Daddy’s cock.”