Page 103 of We Three Kings


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“You do, Daddy.”

“Then come for me so I can give you what’s yours.”

I shove the head between her lower lips and when she detonates underneath me, I let go too. Jets of hot, sticky seed that I push inside her swollen pussy, over her pink rosebud, and up her back, marking all that I can so she knows who she belongs to.

Balthazar

Seraphina tucks a wayward strand of hair behind her ear before her gaze drops from me to her dinner plate. “I wasn’t sure if we had any plans for tonight, but Melchior asked me to go with him to watch his fight.”

Zero ambiguity in her tone—she hopes I say yes.

Surprisingly, they’ve become fast friends, which I’m not sure if I approve of or not.

On one hand, if he likes her, he won’t fuck with her. Although since he does, that means he’ll fuck with me even more.

Great.

The torment is worth it though if she’s happy. Which she obviously is ecstatic.

Unable to resist the bashful smile glowing on her gorgeous face, I struggle to deny her request. No way in hell would I allow her to attend alone. “Sure, we can go.”

I put the emphasis onwe, which excites her enough to burst out of her chair and bounce into my arms with a huge hug. A rich vanilla sugar scent surrounds me, and I inhale all of her sweetness while I cage her in my own embrace.

“Thank you! This is going to be so much fun!”

While I love my innocent girl’s enthusiasm, I’m absolutely certain she has no idea what she’s getting herself into with MMA. “It can also be pretty rough. Blood and all that gore. Are you sure you can handle it?”

She squeezes me tight. “I can handle anything with you.”

From most people that comment would sound phony and corny as hell. With her, she means her proclamation with full sincerity.

I caress her back, the miniscule bones a reminder of her fragility. “Because you know I’ll always keep you safe.”

My own genuine declaration makes her lift from my chest and grasp my face, covering me with soft kisses.

“Yes, I do.”

“Good girl.”

Her pupils dilate as she sucks in a big breath. My angel is responsive as hell, but I have to control myself since she’s already been fucked hard twice in the last twenty-four hours. “But we need to get you some real clothes if I’m going to take you out in public.”

She giggles and looks down at the gigantic shirt engulfing her. “I almost forgot.”

Thank fuck. That means she’s comfortable here and with us. “After you eat, we’ll go get your stuff.”

Doubt that I hate steals her smile and she attempts to avoid eye contact as she slinks back to her seat. I grab her slight wrist, halting her escape. “Look at me.”

Slowly her head lifts yet she speaks not a word. So, I say what needs to be said. “You belong with us. Life is short and you need to do what makes you happy. Then you’ll never have any regrets. You won’t lie on your deathbed wishing you had followed your heart.”

Not trying to sound melodramatic but after seeing my mother wither away with so many things she never got to experience before she passed, I don’t want to miss out on a damn thing. Including and especially Seraphina.

A frown flickers on her pink lips before she bites the lower one. “I…I just don’t know.”

“It’s okay because I do, and I promise everything will be all right.”

Before she can answer, Dad strides in, full of energy and force, just like he used to be. Instead of heading to his place at the table, he advances on her, and I release her arm so can accept his affection the way she loves.

“Little one.”

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