Page 35 of Daddy's Justice

Oh. My. God. The intensity of the orgasm that I was on the verge of was rocking me, driving me crazy. I needed the release. I was right on the verge, so close, so incredibly close.

“Please, Daddy.”

He removed his fingers from me and plunged them back deeply into my core, his thumb going into my virgin butthole as his lips and tongue increased their speed. I didn’t have time to think about the impropriety of his thumb being in my bum or to show my uncomfortableness with the action. It was all too much, I shattered.

Pure ecstasy rolled over me, crashed like waves over every inch of my body and I felt it all, every wave. I whimpered from the erotic bliss, my muscles going lax. I was boneless, screaming out his name right before the intensity took my breath away.

It took a bit to come down from that climax. When I did, Forseti was next to me, staring at me.

“Feel good, little goddess?” His tone was gentle, he worshipped me with his eyes.

“Yes, Daddy. Felt really good.” It was the truth; I had never felt anything so good in my life.

“Come here, now.” He rolled over onto his back and laid his hand flat on his chest. Moving into his arms, I laid my head on his chest. The slow and steady beat of his heart seemed to link to mine, steadying it.

“It is weird,” I said, lifting my head.

“What is?”

“How you calm me so completely. I laid my head on your chest and my racing heart stilled.”

“That is one of my powers. I have the ability to calm anyone at any time.”

“I wish I had that power. There are times when people start arguing and I wish I had the right words to step in and make things better. I like to deescalate situations.”

“That is my job in a nutshell,” he said with a chuckle.

“I thought you doled out justice.”

“I do that as well. Most of the time, justice is simply getting two parties to sit down and in a calm manner discuss things. I dole out appropriate punishment for crimes, sure. My ultimate goal, though, is to leave with the parties being amicable toward each other. Now, little goddess, it is late. We have had a very busy day and you need your rest. There are guards in place, keeping watch over the manor. We will sleep safely for tonight. Tomorrow, we will come up with a plan to battle Loki and his dark elves.”

He gently pushed my head down on his chest and ran his hands through my hair and my back, like a parent soothing a cranky infant. I closed my eyes and tried to relax into him. I did feel safe in his arms, but falling asleep wasn’t easy. How had it only been a day? So much had happened in such a short amount of time. One second, I was drinking a S’more’s Frappuccino and reading a novel by one of my favorite authors, and in the next second, I was face down over Forseti’s shoulder being kidnapped and carried away.

One second, I was a human doing normal humany things and living a relatively satisfying life, and in the next, I was a demigod valkyrie tasked to save all of humanity.

Sure, I’ll just go to sleep. It isn’t like there are bad guys chasing me. No, not bad guys. Demonic monsters.

“Morrigan.” Forseti’s voice broke into my thoughts. “Would you care to explain why your heart rate is speeding up instead of slowing down into the resting rate of a good slumber?”

Damn him and his powers.

“I can’t sleep, Daddy.” Calling him that was natural. Maybe it was because I had fantasized for a decade about having my very own Daddy Dom, or maybe it was the way he looked at me, how he held me and corrected me with a look, a word or a firm hand on my backside.

“Why can’t you sleep?”

“Demon monster dark elves,” I whispered, aware of just how childish my tone had become when I spoke those words out loud.

“Don’t think about them, sweetheart. Lay your head on Daddy’s chest and let me protect you. You are safe with me, little goddess. I won’t let anything harm you.” He placed his hand on my back, softly stroking down my spine. My heart rate slowed then. Then it slowed a little more… and a little more.

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