Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 52241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
“Mmm, Daddy,” I murmured in his ear as we cuddled in the dark. “You were so sweet to me, tonight. Thank you for sucking my nipples and putting your fingers deep inside my pussy to prove to me that bad dream wasn’t real.”
“You’re welcome, Princess,” he growled softly. “I just hope I didn’t go too far with you. But I had to show you that everything was all right.”
“More than all right now that we’re together,” I assured him. “And I didn’t feel like you went too far, Daddy—you went just far enough. After all, how could I be sure I titties weren’t filled up with nectar if you didn’t suck them for me? And how would I know my pussy wasn’t full of cum if you hadn’t put your long fingers deep inside me to prove it wasn’t?”
“I guess you have a point, baby girl,” he rumbled. “Try to sleep now, all right?”
“I’ll try,” I promised, rubbing against him. “Although…maybe it might help if you sucked my titties and fingered my pussy just a little bit more?”
“Now, Princess,” he said, sounding stern in the darkness. “I only did those things to reassure you. You know perfectly well a Daddy shouldn’t suck his little girl’s nipples or finger her pussy for no reason.”
“I guess not…” I sighed in resignation. “I’m sorry, Daddy Jack—it just felt really good.”
“You were just worked up from that dream,” he assured me. “It made your nipples ache and your little pussy all wet and swollen with need—that’s all.”
“I guess you’re right,” I said, sighing again. “I’m sorry—I shouldn’t have asked you to do it again.”
“That’s all right, baby girl,” he rumbled. “I’ll tell you a secret—it felt good to me too.”
“Really, Daddy?” I asked. “You mean you liked sucking my nipples and putting your long fingers up inside my pussy?”
“Yes, Princess, I did.” He sounded conflicted about it. “I shouldn’t have, it’s just that you’ve grown into such a beautiful young woman. But we can’t do it again—all right?”
“All right,” I agreed, though I wanted desperately to do it all again. But Daddy Jack could be strict—I knew that no matter how much he enjoyed sucking my nipples or putting his fingers deep inside my tight little pussy, he would never do those things for no reason.
With a sigh, I snuggled closer and tried my best to get to sleep, even though my whole body was throbbing with sexual frustration…
EIGHT
I finally fell asleep, only to wake up a few hours later, moaning and crying because of the same dream.
“Princess? Madison—wake up!” Jack growled in my ear and I opened my eyes to see him staring down at me, his pale blue eyes looking somehow golden in the moonlight.
“Oh, Daddy!” I moaned, throwing my arms around him and clinging tight. “It was the dream again only this time…”
“This time what, Princess?” he asked, frowning.
I nibbled my bottom lip. This was so embarrassing! The first time the dream had taken me by surprise. But the second time I had it, it was almost like I knew what was coming. Not only that—I welcomed it!
“This time…I wanted it,” I admitted in a small voice. I looked quickly away as I said it. What would he think of me?
“You wanted it?” he asked, sounding confused. “Wanted what, Princess?”
“I…I wanted his cock in me, Daddy,” I admitted, looking up at him again. “I wanted him to fuck me. In the dream, I spread my legs for him and it felt so…so good when he fucked me and came in me. It almost felt like my body was thirsty for what he was giving me.”
But there was something else in my dream…something even more disturbing.
“So you wanted to be fucked?” Jack asked, frowning. “By the man in your dream?”
“Well…” I bit my lip, ashamed to tell him. But I knew it was better to get it out. “This time it was…different,” I admitted.
“Because you wanted it,” Jack said.
“No—I mean, that was part of it. But this time…it wasn’t a man.”
“What?” Jack frowned, looking confused.
“I think it was…was some kind of an animal,” I whispered. “I couldn’t see it—him—but I could feel him. His hot breath on the back of my neck and his fur brushing against my back… and I thought I heard wolves howling in the forest…”
“Wolves?” Jack ran a hand through his hair, looking disturbed. “Are you sure it was wolves you heard, Princess?”
“Yes.” I nodded. “And I think the animal that…that bred me might have been a wolf, too. But…he wasn’t really a wolf. Or else, he wasn’t all wolf. I know because I could hear him talking in my ear—telling me to be a good girl and open up for him—telling me to be a good girl and take his cock deep in my pussy.” My voice dropped to a whisper. “But even though he was half-animal—half-wolf—I wanted it—wanted him—anyway,” I admitted.