Page 26 of Daddy's Justice

Chapter Eight

Morrigan

I had orgasmed.

I. Had. Orgasmed.

For the first time in my entire life, I felt the earth shattering, leg shaking, stomach quivering feeling of an orgasm racking my body. I had thought it wasn’t possible. Another one of those things that had always lingered just outside of my reach, like tears or pain.

Granted, I had only had sex a couple times in my entire life, but none of them had ever come even a little bit close to how it felt with Forseti.

I looked up at him, the straight-from-my-fantasies, right out of one of my Daddy Dom romance books, God of Justice with awe. Now that I knew how incredible an orgasm could feel, I wanted more. I was more than disappointed when he lifted me from astride him and instead decided we needed to retire for the night.

Back inside, we walked hand in hand back up to the large master suite. “I don’t know how long we can or will shelter here, but Frigg sent her handmaiden Fulla down to make the house ready for our use. She stocked food in the kitchen and brought a wardrobe for you.”

“How did she know my size?” It had often been hard to find clothes that fit me. I was taller than most women and my thighs were wider, pure muscle, but large. Pants had been a struggle since I was a pre-teen. Forseti laughed at my question, and I shot him a curious glance.

“Morrigan, you are the same size as Kara and well, almost every other valkyrie on Asgard. Most valkyries have flaxen hair, beautiful overly color-saturated eyes and muscular, but feminine builds. Besides, the battle outfits and robes are almost all one size fits all with multiple adjustable sections.”

“Oh.” I guess he had a point. Kara and I had the same curves and stood at the same height.

With an indulgent grin, Forseti reached over and removed a piece of grass from my hair. “Let’s get you cleaned up, shall we?”

The ‘let’s’ part of that statement startled me. I had never bathed with a man. In fact, I had never really allowed one to see me naked. Sex, the handful of times I had engaged in it, had been in the dark. I had more muscle than curves and my average sized, C-cup breasts weren’t anything to write home about. I had thought it unfair to have this much height and no breasts to match.

I had also never been in a serious relationship. In school, I had focused on my grades, sports, and martial arts training. After college, I had completed the police academy before deciding that forensic science was more my passion and spent the next five years developing my career. I had wonderful friendships and had been on a few scattered dates, but never anything serious. Mostly, I fantasized about an alpha male who would equal my passions and ability. Men like that were not exactly a dime a dozen, and none had ever come my way. Until now. Until Forseti.

“You do know that I don’t have Edda’s mind reading abilities, right, little goddess?”

“What?” I had been lost in my own thoughts. I must have missed what he had said.

“I asked what temperature you liked your bath water.”

“My bath… I thought I would take a quick shower. Turns out, I’m exhausted. What time is it anyway? Midnight?” It had been rather sexy to have him rip my clothes off outside. But that had been in the throes of passion. Now, under the bright lights of the bathroom, my anxiety at Forseti seeing me naked had me feeling slightly ill.

“It is just past ten.”

“How? How is that possible?”

“It actually feels earlier to me, time flew today.”

“Regardless of the time, I am still exhausted and will just take a quick shower, if you don’t mind.” I went to step around him and into the bathroom. My plan was to close and lock the door, jump in the shower, wash off and quickly dress. His large hand enclosing on my upper arm stopped me.

“Oh, but I do mind, sweetheart. I want to bathe my little goddess.”

“Goddess? I’ll never get used to you calling me that… or valkyrie.”

“I promise you will. You are both. You are a demigod, Morrigan. Part valkyrie and part god.” Forseti leaned into me, his face just mere inches from mine. “In one sense, you are a fearless warrior, kicking butt and taking names.” He brought his lips to mine in a tender kiss, his hand going to the nape of my neck. Breaking the kiss, he spoke again. “In another, you are the strong, determined and beautiful goddess, stirring my loins and bringing me pleasure like I’ve never felt before.” His lips closed over mine again, his hand on my neck holding me exactly where he wanted me as he owned my lips.

I felt my legs turn to jello, and my body melted into his as his kiss deepened beyond where a kiss should be allowed to go. I leaned into his embrace, fully captivated by him.

“Now, where were we?”

The sound of water running grabbed my attention and I looked around in an aroused haze. How did he move us into the bathroom? All I could focus on during that kiss was the all-consuming fire he stoked in my body.

“Strip for me now, Morrigan. It is time for your bath.”

I could smell the sweet scent of lavender rising from the steaming water that was now filling the large soaking tub.

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