Page 34 of Daddy's Justice

Chapter Ten

Forseti

I let her cry, quite aware of the way her body was reacting. I could calm her with one touch, but I didn’t. I wanted her to feel everything. I allowed her heart to race, keeping tabs on the speed, not wanting her to truly be physically harmed. Once her sobs subsided, I lifted her and settled her on my lap.

“Are you ready to listen now, little goddess?” She looked up at me with her eyes shining with the moisture from her tears and nodded.

“I don’t need you to be one of my soldiers. Odin has given me plenty of those. I need you to be mine. Mine to love, to spoil, to hold. Mine to rein in when you get out of hand, which currently seems to be every couple of hours. But, that’s okay, I’m up to the challenge. What I need is for you to be safe and that means that there are going to be times when you need to obey me, without question or hesitation. Does that make sense?”

She seemed to ponder my question for a second, and when she opened her mouth to answer, the sweetest words poured out. “Yes, Daddy.”

I couldn’t help it, I was pulled toward her like a magnet and, by Odin, if her lips weren’t the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted. She slid her arms around my neck, holding me in place, accepting my claim to her mouth.

I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t smudge the lines of justice and arousal. I had always separated the two. Discipline and pleasure shouldn’t be combined together, it sent mixed messages. But there was absolutely nothing that could stop me now that I had started. I had lost control of the situation and my dick, with aide from my heart, was now in control.

I pulled from her, planting little open-mouthed kisses down her neck and tracing her collarbone with my tongue. She was perfect. Holding her right breast in the palm of my hand, I twisted her left nipple between my thumb and forefinger, hearing her sweet gasp of pained pleasure. Dominating her, mixing pain and pleasure was sending a new sensation through me, urging me forward, urging me toward desires that I didn’t know I had until now, and now, I needed to fill them.

I needed her. I needed to be inside of her, completing her, owning her. She was mine; she would always be mine.

“Little goddess, this isn’t going to be gentle.”

“Don’t be gentle then, Daddy! I need you, now!”

I grabbed her then, squeezing her sore ass, and stood, carrying her to the bed. We fell together on top of it and I scooted us to the center. I tore my underwear off, readying myself for her. My erection couldn’t get harder. At least, that was what I thought, until she dug her nails into my side.

“Daddy, please!” She wasn’t begging me to stop spanking her perfect ass, not anymore, she was begging me to take her.

“Please what?”

“Please take me,” she gasped. “Just please.”

“Beg me for my cock, little goddess. Beg your Daddy for his big, throbbing cock.”

What? Did I just say that?

I did. Where did that come from?

I stilled, looking down at her as I waited for her reaction. Wishing upon hope that I hadn’t just turned her off or pushed her away. Being in love was new to me, but it felt natural and right.

“I want your cock inside of me. Please, Daddy, put your huge cock inside of me and pound my wet pussy.”

Who was I to deny her? With a primal growl that even I didn’t recognize, I plunged into her depths, owning her with each stroke of my cock. I pounded into her, grabbing her hips and holding her still as I plowed hard and fast. She felt so good, so incredibly good, her warmth and tightness gloving over my dick as I slid in and out of her sopping wet pussy.

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Morrigan

Forseti’s dick was as large as he was, thick and long, filling me completely. The harder he slammed into my body, the more I wanted. It wasn’t gentle, it wasn’t loving. No, it was animalistic partnering. A claiming of sorts, and I loved every moment of it. I shifted under him, lifting my hips high and he grabbed them, gripping hard, before looking into my eyes and driving forward, the hardest thrust yet.

His powerful, guttural growl filled the room as he shuddered. I felt his warm cum shoot into me. I had never felt that before, but I did now. It was as if I was out of my body, I could feel every single nerve in my body.

He stopped shaking and looked down at me. “Your turn.”

“What?”

He moved down and grabbed my legs, pulling me to the very edge of the bed. He inserted one, two and then three of his massive digits into my channel and started moving them in and out. He lowered his mouth and his tongue flicked over my swollen clit. I felt his teeth graze it as he started sucking. Without removing his mouth or slowing down, he lifted his eyes to mine. The intensity scared me, and I closed mine. I felt a sharp slap on my inner thigh and my eyes flew back open. He spoke, without saying a word, I wouldn’t remove my eyes from his again.

The pressure started building inside of me, I needed to explode. My legs were trembling, he added a fourth finger and I screamed. It didn’t hurt, but the fullness was uncomfortable, his tongue flicked across my clit from side to side as he sucked harder and faster. My fists buried in the sheets, holding on for dear life. I climbed higher and higher, but wasn’t not quite there. It felt so good. So, damn good.

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