Page 9 of Raised By Firefighter Daddy

CHAPTER NINE

Lacey

"Are we almost there?" I called out to Jordan as I struggled for breath, doing everything I could to keep up with him. "I'm exhausted…" Looking over his heavily burdened shoulders at me, Jordan chuckled as he turned towards me.

"We're almost there," he promised with a good-natured smile as he approached me. "We can rest here for now, but we can't stay for long. I want to set up camp before nightfall. That way, I still have plenty of time to catch dinner." I felt the color drain from my face as I sat down on the biggest rock I could find.

"Catch dinner?" I asked as I watched him sit next to me. "What do you mean by that?" He chuckled as he pulled out a water bottle and a nature bar.

"Where we're going, there's a river with some of the best salmon you'll ever find," he explained as he offered me the water. "I plan on catching some and grilling it for our dinner." Remembering the fact that bears loved to eat salmon, I felt a bit worried as I stared at him.

"What about the bears?" I asked, the fear a bit more evident in my voice than I had anticipated. "Won't they be at the river as well?" Jordan unwrapped his own nature bar as he shook his head at me.

"They won't come to our camp," he promised as he checked his bag. "Bears tend to stay away from humans unless they're either starving or protecting their cubs. I scouted the area a few days ago, and there aren't any bears in either category in the area, so we'll be fine." Pulling out a huge, metal revolver, he continued. "This 454 casull is just in case I can't scare off any bears that do come in and aren't scared off by the fire." My jaw dropped as I stared at the heavy piece of metal.

"I didn't know you had a gun," I said as I reached out cautiously towards the gun. "Can I try shooting it someday?" Jordan laughed as he shook his head at me.

"Not unless you can handle a ton of recoil," he said as he took my hand in his, pulling it to his chest. "This particular gun could break your wrist, Little One." I whimpered in annoyance I I tried to pull away.

"So, what am I supposed to do?" I asked as I looked up at him. He smiled as he kissed my hand.

"Trust Daddy to protect you," he said as he rose to his feet. "Now, come on. I want to hurry to the campsite." Even though I was exhausted, I rose to my feet and marched behind him, keeping up with him as best as I could.

I understood why he would want a gun, especially when camping. Alaska was still full of wild animals from bears to wolves, and it was incredibly dangerous all year round. The last thing anyone wanted was to get attacked by a wild animal and left for dead in the freezing cold. It was better to trust that Jordan would protect me no matter what.

The campsite Jordan had picked out was closer to the river than I expected, but it wasn't on the river bed, either. Instead, it was just within the tree line of the forest next to the river. According to Jordan, it was to make sure that the wild life that came to the river didn't get curious and come investigate the camp. As soon as he had the camp set up, he immediately set to work fishing in the river, not once coming back until he had caught several salmon and gutted them.

The entire time he was cooking out dinner, I huddled next to the fire, enjoying the way the heavy blanket around my shoulders helped keep away the cold. I couldn't help but think back to what he said the first day we were together and how much I would love to feel him inside me once more, sending the waves of warmth through my body. As he finished cooking the food, he looked up at me, looking a bit worried.

"Is something wrong?" he asked as he put down the utensils he had been using to cook the fish. "What is it?" Shrugging my shoulders, I shook my head.

"It's nothing," I reassured him as I held the blanket closer, trying not to show just how much I wanted him. "Just cold." He thought about this for a moment before rising to his feet, offering me his hand as soon as he was standing.

"Let's get you to the tent," he said in a calm, quiet voice as he stared down at me. "I'll bring you some salmon when it's ready." Taking his hand, my mind started racing as I struggled to think of what to tell him.

"I'm not hungry," I finally decided as we reached the tent. "At least not in the way you think." Jordan paused halfway through unzipping the tent, thinking about my confession as he stood there.

"I don't see why not," he finally said as he turned to look at me. "Get inside, and strip down. If you leave so much as one piece of clothing on your body, Daddy's going to have to punish you." A cold sweat started to form on the back of my neck as I nodded before climbing into the tent, leaving my boots at the opening of the tent.

Excitement coursed through my veins as I turned in time to see Jordan standing there at the opening, his eyes fixed on me as he stared me down. I knew he was patiently waiting for me to undress so he could ravish me, but I couldn't help the sense of nerves that was building inside me as I undressed. I thought about changing my mind until I was completely naked and vulnerable on the floor of the tent. Once I was completely naked, he smirked down at me, carefully removing his shoes before climbing into the tent after me.

"That's a good Little One," he said as he started to knead one of my breasts with his massive paw of a hand. "You're very good at listening to directions. Now, it's time for your reward." I was about to ask what he meant when he pushed me down onto the sleeping bag, holding me down with his massive body.

Rather than kissing me, he pressed his lips to my neck, biting down roughly as his hand travelled down to my clit as he sucked at my skin. I whimpered as I thrashed beneath him, trying to escape his rough grasp as he slipped his finger into my body. When I moaned loudly, he pressed his lips to mine, muffling the noise I had made.

"Quiet now, Little One," he said as he pulled away, teasing me with the mischievous look on his face. "We might be as far from humanity as possible, but we don't want to attract any attention." He then set to work, moving his finger in and out of my body, playing with me as I squirmed beneath him.

It wasn't exactly as great as it felt when he was fully inside me, but I still liked how he teased my body. It was as if he was doing everything he could to pleasure me without allowing himself any. I thought it was weird, but I didn't mind it. This was something I had come to enjoy more than sex itself.

"Did you cum?" Jordan asked as he pulled his hand free from my sex, exposing the dripping wetness that had squirted onto his hand as my body was consumed by the waves of pleasure. "I thought that might take longer." Opening my eyes, I looked up at him.

"I suppose that means it's your turn, isn't it?" Ok asked, and he shook his head.

"Of course not," he told me. "I'll get my pleasure when we get back to the house."