Page 28 of Daddy's Justice

“Yes, Daddy.”

“And if Daddy wants to see your naked body”—he approached and pulled his shirt over my head, baring my body to him—“then Daddy will see your naked body.”

His hands cupped my breasts, weighing them. His thumbs brushed over my erect nipples, causing me to draw my breath in. I felt incredibly self-conscious but also extremely aware of every one of Forseti’s touches.

He dropped one hand from my breast and trailed a finger down my taut stomach, dipping it into my belly button, causing me to giggle. “Is my goddess ticklish?” He did it again and the giggles relaxed me some.

Then his hand began to drift lower, his fingertips trailing over my skin. Knowing where he was going, where he was looking, I closed my eyes. Now, he would see my muscular, manly lower half and be turned off by my lack of curves.

“You are beautiful, absolutely perfect.”

Those weren’t the words I was expecting. I opened my eyes and looked into his.

He wasn’t lying. He couldn’t hide the raw lust that crossed his features. “It was as if you were made for me.”

“That’s because I was, Daddy.”

“Yes, my beautiful Morrigan, you were. Come, before the water gets cold and let me bathe you.”

This time, when he offered his hand, I took it, stepping into the warm embrace of a lavender-scented, bubble-bath hug.

“A shower might have cleaned you, but I had a feeling your muscles might be sore from fighting. I added Epsom salt to the tub to help ease some of the pain.”

“Thank you, Daddy. It feels so good. It is hard to find a tub big enough to fit my entire body and still be comfortable. This one is perfect.” I smiled appreciatively at him; the hot water was already helping to relax my sore muscles.

“I would hope so. I had it fashioned to fit me, and I am quite a bit bigger than you are, little goddess.”

“I am not used to being called little.” I had been the biggest girl in my class since kindergarten.

“Compared to me, you are little!” he declared. I looked at the god-man kneeling beside the tub. Even on his knees, he was as tall as many men were standing.

“Daddy?”

“Yes, goddess?”

“If you are the God of Justice and rule over a courtroom, how did you get to be in such good shape?”

His abrupt laughter startled me, and I splashed water all over his pants. He looked down at his pants and up at me. With a seductive grin, he stood up. “Looks like you got me all wet, little goddess. I think I’ll join you in the tub.”

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Forseti

Human men hadn’t deserved her. They didn’t know of her greatness. They couldn’t appreciate a strong, beautiful goddess like Morrigan, but I could. I knew her worth, and I had not stopped thanking Odin for my match since we had met. Although, I should be thanking Frigg.

I had watched her sink into the tub with a childlike abandon and smiled to myself. She was playful and had a touch of innocence to her. Her energy was contagious. I stood up, looking at the wet spot on the front of my pants.

“Look at how wet you’ve made me!” I mock-scolded. “Someone is going to pay for getting her Daddy all wet!” I scooped up a handful of bubbles and blew them at her, listening to her giggle, before stripping out of my wet pants and stepping behind her in the tub. There was plenty of room for both of us.

I sat behind her with my chest to her back. Reaching my hands under her breasts, I pulled her back toward me, settling her right where I wanted her. I nuzzled her neck with my lips, taking in her sweet scent. I wanted her to relax against me; it was the perfect time to examine how much of the information she had retained.

“Do you understand, Morrigan, what is going on now? I know we’ve dropped a lot of information on you all at once. I can’t imagine being you and having this happen. I can’t imagine growing up, living a lie. What questions can I answer for you?” In the reflection of the nozzle, I saw her brows furl in thought. I stayed silent, allowing her time to work through her thoughts. As she tried to make sense of things, I massaged her shoulders gently.

“I am Morrigan, born from a valkyrie and a god, sent to Earth, ummm Misgard, to help protect her and her occupants from Loki’s plan to take over. Loki, got word of the defenses being put into place and sent an evil group of elves down to eliminate us. I am now the only one left, and you were sent here to protect me. I think I’ve got all that figured out. Although, I don’t know yet what powers I have exactly or how to use them, and I would really like to learn how to block my mind from being read. I feel violated every single time she does that.”

I heard the frustration in her tone.

“I will teach you.” I stroked her hair. “I am trying to be patient, understanding this isn’t something you were raised around or are used to. For us, most of this is just our common, everyday lives. I am trying to empathize with your plight and see us from your point of view. I understand it has to be terrifying, confusing and even unbelievable.”

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