“That’s all I want too,” I said, feeling even more shattered for having voiced that secret desire.
“Can you be faithful, Skylar?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Can you be a cocktease with other men and still be loyal to me?”
“I may steal, but I don’t cheat,” I swore to him.
“That’s good because I want to be the only one to pleasure this gorgeous body,” he said with a look of tenderness radiating from his softened expression.
“I’m yours,” I promised with a slight hiccup.
“Brace yourself now. You’re going to feel all of me against your tender backside.”
“I want it,” I said.
With one one hand between my shoulder blades, he pushed me down to the bedding to tilt my ass higher, then fed his cock into my throbbing, empty hole. My ring of muscle was well-trained by now and opened easily, but I still ached and throbbed when he stretched me so wide.His cock was a monster, but just like my cocksucking skills, I prided myself on my ability to take it.
Daddy grabbed a pillow and brought it to my face. “Bite this instead of those pretty lips,” he said, and I hadn’t even realized I’d made myself bleed. “I’m going to dress you in tight leather pants and get you a crop top that says ‘Property of Hierophant Wolfsbane’ so that everyone in town knows you’re mine. And when you’re out there shaking your ass for tips, they’ll know I’m the only man spreading these sweet cheeks.”
“Only you,” I said. My wings shivered, then unfurled with a slick rasp as Daddy sank all the way inside me, seating himself like a king to his mount and tugging on my braid like a rein. It reminded me of how he rode a motorcycle, with complete mastery over his machine.
“Fuck, you feel like Heaven every time,” he murmured.
Then he started to move, driving into me with deep, sure strokes. I spread my legs wider and dropped my chest lower to make room for him. My hole was numb, but my gland throbbed with every penetration. His balls slapped against mine as he bred me, forcing me deeper into the bedding with every thrust.
“You were made for this,” Daddy murmured in between lusty grunts. “Such a good little hole for breeding. I’ll put ten pups in you, keep you barefoot and pregnant for as long as I can.”
“Would you still want to fuck me if I was pregnant?” I asked, deliriously agreeable about the number of times he wanted to knock me up.
“Every single day. Gotta keep you nice and limber so the pups just tumble out. Keep this hole hungry for Daddy’s dick. You gonna let me cream these sweet cheeks whenever I feel like it?”
“Yes, Daddy. You don’t even have to ask.”
My muscles had liquified, my brain had similarly melted, and I relished that sweet oblivion as I rode the high of his body colliding with mine, a wondrous friction. My balls ached with the need to come, and my swollen cock hung heavy between my spread legs, untouched except for the soft rasp of the bedsheets, which I tried to avoid because I wanted to be good, so good for him. I was an animal on my knees, a receptacle for my Daddy’s seed, and his boy to breed.
“Have you earned this one, boy?”
“Goddess, I hope so.”
“I think you have. I’m getting close now. Come with me, Skylar.” He smacked my thigh and rode me hard and fast until my mind blitzed out and my channel seized around his thick cock. Shudders wracked my body, and a sudden flash of heat razed my skin.
“There you go,” he encouraged, then grabbed my dick and tugged. It was the perfect catalyst as I dumped thick ropes of cum onto his bed sheets. Fireworks went off inside my mindas my wings buzzed with a sweet euphoria. Daddy’s grip in my hair tightened as he focused on his own spectacular finish.
I floated in those few blissful moments, grateful to the Goddess above for this pleasure and my bodily vessel, which allowed me to serve another. Behind me, Daddy shuddered magnificently and groaned, bathing the walls of my channel with his release.
“Feel that?” Daddy said as the opening of my womb fluttered around his cock like a hummingbird to a flower, the delicate folds tugging him deeper inside.
“Yes.”
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” he said with warm satisfaction.
“Feels amazing.”
“That’s your body yielding to mine. That’s what I’m after, baby boy. Your submission is so sweet and so lovely.”
I had a vision of us making love face-to-face while I was swollen with our child, Hiero rocking into my body when I was so big I could barely move, staring into my eyes while pinching my sore nipples until sweet nectar seeped out. Riding me while lapping up the tiny beads of fluid as if starved for another taste. My nipples tightened and my body shuddered with the aftershocks of pleasure.
