Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 45971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
I reached my little terror just as Silas came to join us. I’d taken the kids down to the stream to give him and his daughter some time alone since it had been weeks since they’d seen each other. “I’ve got her Brax, a handful is she?” From the twinkle in his eyes I knew he was having fun at my expense.
Everyone knew that my one and a half-year-old daughter was her mother reincarnated. The servants spoiled her and encouraged her errant behavior just as everyone did with Alyssa, spoilt rotten the both of them.
“What’s my son up to in there?” He took his granddaughter’s hand as she talked at him in her baby talk, but with an edge that let you know she wasn’t pleased at being thwarted.
“She just finished feeding the little pig but he refuse to go down.”
Figures! Damn kid is on my wife’s tit more than I am. I smiled at my own thoughts, knowing that I wasn’t really jealous of my own kid. Instead I found his antics entertaining. I couldn’t wait to see what kind of trouble he would be when he got to be his sister’s age.
My life had changed so much these last few years. I think it’s fair to say that I’ve pretty much lost my mind since she got her hooks in me. Instead of becoming the monster I’d always feared, she’s damn near taken my balls. I’m so conscious of every little thing where she’s concerned that I cater to her every need and whim.
Each day I wake with her in my arms, I’m thankful. It’s been just over two and a half years since I found her and my life has changed in ways I never thought possible. She’s brought light and laughter into my once bleak life. She’s still my little sub, but these days she’s no longer reluctant, in fact she’s perfect.
I think she finally figured out that as my sub-wife she was the one wielding all the power. I see to her every need, and there’s nothing her little heart desires that I don’t provide.
As my wife she walks by my side with her head held high, like the queen I always imagined her to be. She was still a fiery little thing, but her training had taught her temperance and now I could go at least three days before she’s throwing something at my damn head.
She might run everything and everyone around us, but once the bedroom door closes she bends to my will. I still heat her ass up, but these days it’s mostly if she’s done something to endanger herself which, is damn near every other day.
Nothing much has changed really between us, only as my wife she has more freedom and she no longer fears me leaving her, not with my ring on her finger. The change in her has been phenomenal to watch. I’d finally got to see her in all her former pain in the ass wildness that I’d heard so much about before we met.
She came strolling towards us and that stupid smile that’s never too far these days broke across my face. She was as gorgeous now as the first day I saw her bathing in this very water. Even after bearing my children and her body now showing that she was a woman who’d borne fruit, she was even more beautiful to me than ever before.
She looked up and smiled at me as she held our son securely in her arms. I started to call out to her, but she put her finger to her lips and indicated the little prince with a nod of her head. He was asleep.
I rolled my eyes and walked to meet her. I leaned over and kissed her lips softly. “I can’t wait to get you back home. I can see the vee between your thighs in that dress.” She tried to look down at herself as her cheeks reddened.
I grinned and put an arm around her as we headed back to her dad and our precocious little bundle of energy. She was lecturing the poor man about who knows what but as soon as she saw me it was my turn to feel the sharp edge of her tongue.
I looked down at her pretty much the way I do with her mother when she’s trying to get one over on me. “I don’t care what you say you’re not to go near that water or daddy will tan your little butt.”
Shit! How many times a day do I find myself saying those exact words or some variation to Alyssa? Her soft chuckle told me she was thinking the same thing.
After we’d spent enough time with her dad that I knew would satisfy her until we came again, I hustled my little family back home. I never even looked up the hill to the mansion where my own demented fuck of an old man still lived.