Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 32156 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32156 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
I know who I am. I am her Papa.
Chapter
Five
Aleena
Gathred’s tongues are worthy of the Nobel Prize.
He’s eaten me to more orgasms than I can count. As I lay in the bed like a wet noodle, he’s searching through the pouches of food to try to find something that’s possibly less disgusting than the brown and tan mush he forced me to eat last night.
Orc cocks are something else, too. I’ve used my mouth until my jaw muscles ache. I sucked him off again after I took a nap on his chest. This time he straddled my body, his huge cock reaching to my mouth but the lower cock?
The very tip tickled my clit and we both came like freight trains.
My body is sore from being a bit beat up yesterday as well as the orgasms and effort of pleasing Gathred.
The whole Papa deal is a source of squicky shame, but also hotter than I could have imagined.
I have no idea when we will get out of here, and I feel guilty not knowing about Dad and Katya, but the crazy feelings I’m having cannot be denied.
“My mate.” Gathred comes over with a spoon and a pouch. “This one is marked eggs and sausage.”
I cringe, screwing up my face. “I cannot believe that eggs and sausage in a pouch is anything I want in my mouth.”
I have no real idea what time it is. Only that I slept for a bit, then there were more orgasms, then a little nap and now, I’m awake again but it could still be the middle of the night for all I know. We are trapped down here in our own world while life goes on above.
He comes to the edge of the bed but I’m not eating that. I can’t. But I can see he’s determined. This protective nurturing side of him is sweet, but I’m stubborn so I pull out the big guns, rolling over on my belly and wiggling my ass in the air.
“Lay with me, Papa.” That word fucking turns me on but it’s also Gathred’s Kryptonite. “I want to feel you.”
“Dostha.” He growls as I turn my head on a pout, fluttering my eyelashes.
“Pretty please, just for a minute, then I’ll eat. Promise.”
He runs one of his huge mitts of a hand down his face, but he sets the pouch of egg horror on the bedside table and lowers himself next to me.
The weight of his hand rests on my ass cheeks as his radiating heat soothes me.
“I wish to thank you, little one.” He rumbles into my ear. “For soothing me in my waking dream. I am sorry I am weak when that happens. I do not know how to stop them.”
He rubs my back with his body pressed against my side as I ask, “What are they? Like hallucinations?”
“I do not know. There is pain in my head, then I see things. Orcs. But, only in flashes like a light coming on, then going off just as fast.”
“Like a nightmare but awake?”
“No,” he answers. “It is not frightening. They are familiar in some way. But, I do not know them. I only know from when I awoke. But, since I have been down here with you, I feel things. About you. About them. The feelings, in some way are the same. I do not understand but I will be strong for you, my mate. I will not fail you. I would die before I failed you.”
I turn my head to look at his face. It’s strong, solid, but sad. I lick my lips, thinking.
“Feelings aren’t weakness. I feel things for you too, Papa.” I add that last word because it feels so right.
“It is mating but it is more. It is love.” His white eyes narrow. “I did not know love ever before. But, even my visions now that you are here, I think I loved the ones I see.”
We lie looking at each other for a silent moment as I feel the heat and the pulsing of his cock against the side of my body, making me grin.
“That thing is the Energizer Bunny.”
His brow knots in confusion. “You are calling my mating member a bunny? Bunnies are soft and weak, not hard and determined.”
I consider explaining but he’s playing with my ass and shifting up and behind me, dragging my hips upward.
“What are we doing?”
“Papa is going to rub on you for relief. I will pleasure you with my pleasure cock and my fingers, preparing your tiny hole for mating soon. Just be still, little one, squeeze your pillow while papa gets off using your ass.”
“You are a creative guy, you know that?” I quip, but he brings down a hand on the side of my butt making me hiss.
“And you are a sassy little one that will learn her place at my feet.”