Page 13 of Daddy King

As if I’m a child being scowled by his uninterested tone, I shrink back and nods meekly.

“Finished, Daddy.”

“Good, now listen.” he glowers, dark lines falling on his face as his eyebrows knot, disgruntled and apathetic in general.

“I know you have heard rumors about me. I can tell you, right here with the truth, that Iama tyrant. I run my kingdom through feared loyalty and I will not hesitate to cripple a nation just for the hell of it.”

I gulp, it’s loud in my blaring ears as I sit stiffly between his legs.

“I will leave your former kingdom alone, I won't touch them, but if they dare to challenge me for my rights over you then I will not sit back and let them take you from me.”

Horrible pictures of the Ennis family ruined and scared had me rethink about opening my mouth. Daddy is as scary as I assumed, even more so if I dare to say.

I’m a bad girl for loving the way his possessiveness makes me feel, it’s like I’m the ice to the volcano that could erupt at any given time.

“Do you want to see how important you are to me?”

I shake my head at his question, I can’t bring myself to answer that dangerous request. No, I don’t want to see and yes, I want to see would result in the same thing. He will show me where I stand in his life with one command. I fear for Helena and the Ennis family’s lives, but I don’t fear for mine.

Daddy does scare me, but it’s not the same type of terror where I’m afraid he would physically hit me or abuse me.

“O-oh!” I moan shakily.

Daddy’s thick fingers brush apart my soiled folds, circling around my sodden clit in tight circles. My butt lifts off the bed and I hang onto his shoulders, I’m not sure why I got up but the soreness aches like a slow climb to the lusty passion.

“I do not care much about anything, but I care about you; I care so much that you will always be taken care of, you will cum before I do, and I will do everything I can to protect you and our future children.”

A calloused finger rubs my leaking hole between my tight slits, I mewl throatily at him. As distracting as his fingers are, his promise impacts me more than any of the orgasm Daddy had given me, and they were intense.

“I-I want to protect Daddy too,” I bite my lips, thighs trembling when two big fingers slide in effortlessly.

My cheeks burn at how wet I am.

“You can protect me,” he rasps, pushing me onto his lap as I mouth his strong neck.

Surprised, my eyes widen at the possibility of doing something for Daddy. I want to do whatever he says so he can be proud of me, I am his good girl, after all, it’s my duty to be whatever he wants me to be.

“I can?” I eagerly ask, moving back to meet his eyes.

He thumbs my clit with a small light tease, “You can protect my heart.”

It’s astounding to know that this man commands the entire southern territories, is extremely unapproachable, and older than me during our first meeting as well as demanding for my presence on the next day, and then now he’s this patient and kind man.

A man with many sides.

So talented, my dirty girl voice purrs.

“You can do that, can’t you, little girl?”

Yes, I can, and that’s a rhetorical question. He and I both know that he stole my heart the moment he laid eyes on me, and he stole it before I even knew, that’s how magical this whole thing is.

“I’ll do my best, Daddy!” I nod firmly, my resolve crumbles as he spreads the two fingers inside. Pulling on my walls, I fall to his chest and my butt slaps down on his lap with a loud squelch coming from my leaking pussy as I accidentally take his fingers deep to the knuckles.

“Do your best?” he inquires with an unconvinced tone.

He thrums my clit harder, brings a squeal to pass my lips as I wrap my arms around his thick neck.

“No, no, um—I-I’ll protect Daddy’s heart.” I correct myself the best I can with my mind going haywire from his ministration.

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