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“Baby, they’ll love you.”
We’ve got a dinner planned for tonight with my sister and brother. Angel invited her friend, Andrea as well.
“What do I call you?” She scrunches up her nose. “When people are around.”
“Well, I think in our house, with the people we love, you can call me Daddy. If they don’t understand, then that’s their problem. I don’t ever want to hide who we are, baby. But let’s see how you feel when they are here. I don’t ever want you to be uncomfortable. Out in the world, in public, you can call me Magnus. Or just whisper ‘Daddy.’ Now sit up straight.” I kiss her hair and spoon a heaping, steamy pile of cheesy noodles between her lips as she wiggles into my lap. “Baby, I’m so sorry you had to go through all that on your own. Thinking you had nothing, nowhere to go.” I shake my head. “Nobody should ever have to stay in a place like that.”
“It’s okay. I was only homeless for a couple of days. Made me grow up a little.”
“Just don’t grow up too much, my Angel. Daddy likes you just the way you are.”
“Thank you so much. You’re just a big, sweet teddy bear. My big teddy bear.” She kisses my cheek and my heart just about pops right out of my chest.
Epilogue One
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CHASTITY
One month later
“You know what Daddy needs, now it’s your job to give it to me, baby.” Magnus’s rippled torso catches the light from the sunrise. My fingers tingle as they bury deep into the tufts of dark hair that adorn his chest. I love his body hair, the way it winds down from his torso, pointing the way to his cock and then decorating his legs. “You’re going to give Daddy one of your very special mouth hugs. Your mouth. My cock.”
He knows mornings are not my thing, but this is important to him and I love making him happy.
He settles on the edge of the bed. I’m a tangled mess, as usual, my hair has a mind of its own, especially after sleeping on top of Daddy all night. No, that’s not quite right. Yes, I was on top of him all night, but he was also inside me all night.
He said that’s been one of his fantasies since the moment he met me. Sleeping with his cock inside me. And I love making his fantasies come true. Because he makes mine come true every day.
“I’m yours Daddy.” I roll over and curl myself around where he’s sitting. My mouth is already watering as I inch-worm my way over until my face is on his naked lap. The coarse texture of the hair on his thighs rubs against my cheek. “Can I put it in my mouth? I want it very, very much. I want you, Daddy. I always want you. My pussy is wet already.”
I creep forward half crawling, licking my lips as his dark eyes follow my movements and he gently pets my wild hair away from my face. His arm darts to the bedside table, coming back with a ponytail holder and he makes quick work of getting my hair out of the way.
He has to watch, he always wants to watch. I think that is my favorite part. Well, one of them anyway. I have so many favorite parts of my life with Daddy, it’s hard to pick, but the way he looks at me is definitely one of them. The look in his eyes tells me so much. He looks at me like I might disappear at any moment and maybe this is the last glimpse he’ll ever get. Every moment he makes me feel like I’m the most important part of his life.
“Lick it, baby. Be a good girl, start with your tongue today. Daddy wants to see you lick it like it’s your favorite lollipop.”
My hand shoots out from under me, taking hold of his full erection. It’s rarer for me to see him without one than with one, and I have to say I love his desire for me. And he needs to know I desire him, that’s what he needs from me, so I try to tell him and show him whenever I can.
My tongue reaches out and taps at the slit where I see the drops of liquid waiting for me.
I bat my lashes as I moan, tasting him on my tongue, watching as his eyes drift. I swirl my tongue around the tip of his cock and take a quick, playful bite, making him laugh.
“Now, don’t get yourself in a pickle, little one. You keep that up... Your bottom is still red from last night. You want another layer of ouchies, you just keep that up.”
I curl the tip of my tongue around the deep ridge, under the helmet, which is already throbbing and turning a deep bluish-purple from all the blood. I love that part, when I can feel how much he wants me, when the tip is soft and hard at the same time.
I follow the vein that stands out like a slithering snake on the top side, flicking my tongue and teasing up and down until he lets out a pained sigh.
“I loved sleeping with my cock inside you, baby. You know that’s my favorite way to sleep with you. Daddy needs that. He needs you to want him all the time, like he wants you. When you fall asleep on my chest like you do, with my dick clutched in that tiny, tight pussy, you make Daddy so happy, Angel. Just like you are doing right now.”
I’m getting lost in the moment, moaning as I lick up and down, getting him slick with spit just the way he taught me. I never dreamed I would love this so much, but I do. The flavor of his cum is the best way to wake up, and we always start the day with loving each other. Daddy calls it our ‘know and show’ time. He needs to know how much I want him, and he needs to show me how much he wants me. Always.
I pop up onto my knees. The sleepy feelings are gone and the tingle between my legs is better than any coffee. Daddy got me off already with his fingers this morning. He likes to finger me while I’m still sleeping, makin
g me cum when I’m still half in my dreams. He whispers wonderful, dirty things in my ear when he does it and I cum almost immediately. He knows my body and what I need even better than I do.
Then he usually gets up and showers, does some work while I sleep a bit more. He’s like a machine. I think he only sleeps four or five hours a night, whereas I’m barely functioning with my eight or nine.
