Chapter 39- Asmodeus
Once three months had passed, we started to see more changes from Felicity.
She finally recognized our voices and faces.
She would smile when she heard us, and it was precious.
She is definitely going to be a daddy’s girl; I can feel it.
I most likely will be a pushover and give her anything her heart desires, but I’m okay with that. My girls deserve the world.
We finally had our first family outing in September.
We kept the same tradition this year of going to a farm to pick pumpkins for fall.
I remember the first time we were here, Blair had picked out a baby pumpkin to go with ours.
I smirk at the thought and how accurate it was.
We decided to take the baby wrap with us and wear her while we walked through the fields together.
She hasn’t laughed yet, but I was told it should be any month now, so I kept trying. The farm we went to was only a thirty-minute drive away from our house. Blair had sat in the back seat with Felicity while I drove.
Once we had gotten to the farm, we spent maybe an hour meandering around and drinking cider that they had on tap.
She was able to hold her head up now, and she was quite inquisitive about her surroundings.
Felicity was looking around her constantly and was mesmerized by all the colors as she cooed and flailed her legs.
This time, I didn’t go for the largest pumpkin, but found one that matched the one Blair had picked. Since she was wearing Felicity, it was my responsibility to cut it for her, carry it, and also find a pumpkin for Felicity.
Felicity is two years old, running through the pumpkin patch, making me give chase.
As she’s screaming and laughing waddling away from me, I grab her underneath her arm pits and throw her up in the air, giggles filling my ears.
Blair is behind me, round and pregnant with our next child.
I let her back down for her to pick her own pumpkin.
Once she found one that she wanted, she was smacking her little hands on it. “Daddy, daddy. This please.” she begged.
“Yes baby, let me cut it for you. Do you want to try and carry it?” I asked her.
“Yes!” she screams, making Blair chuckle behind me. I picked it up and let her hold it. She tried to carry it with her tiny hands, not watching where she was walking. She nearly tripped a couple times but she was very happy and it felt like my heart was about to burst with love and joy.
We found a few pumpkins we wanted, picking up four pumpkins this time.
I carried all of them to the check out, paying for them as Blair was drinking some water and waiting for me.
Once I was done, I walked toward her, staring at how beautiful my mate was.
As soon as I got next to her, I gave her a brief kiss.
I wanted to hold her hand but my hands were full of pumpkins.
We walked toward the truck, ready to leave.
We changed Felicity, as well as Blair fed her in the vehicle before we left.
We hadn’t been anywhere to eat in over four months either, deciding to stop for a quick bite somewhere.
We went back to the Italian restaurant where we had our first date. The food was just as good as the first time. It felt like such a long time ago when we were here and we had our first date. “Do you remember this place?” I asked Blair, her cheeks turning red as she rolled her eyes.
“How could I forget? It was our first date,” she murmured. I could scent her arousal from here, wondering what she was thinking about.
I lean close to whisper in her ear, not wanting any of the patrons to hear me. “I can smell you from here, mate. What is my pretty girl thinking about? When I get home, do I need to take care of you?” my voice is gravelly and raw with need.
She bites her bottom lip as she gives me the look and leans in close, “I was thinking about what happened on that first date. I hope we can have a repeat.” Her words sparked lust through my veins, my cock thickening in my pants.
I look over at Felicity in the car seat.
She is quiet and looks like she is about to pass out.
I bet if she feeds her and we get in the car, she would fall asleep.
“Let’s finish up our food and let me indulge your needs,” I whisper, my voice dark.
She nods her head as we finish our plates and I pay for the food.
Once we get back in the truck, Felicity starts to fuss, so Blair feeds her one more time before we leave the parking lot.
She’s safe in her car seat as we drive home.
On our way to our house, she falls asleep in the car, my cock hard and painful from how Blair’s arousal fills the cab of the truck.
I continued driving towards our home, but I moved my hand on her thigh as I kept my eyes focused on the road.
I looked over at Blair for a quick second as she cocks her head to the side in question.
“Lift your butt for me really quick,” I whisper.
When she lifts her ass from the seat, I tear her leggings off her body, a ripping noise breaking the silence, her moaning in the process.
Her scent assaults me, making me growl, forgetting that I needed to be quiet.
Blair shushes me and swats my arm, giggling from our situation. “Be quiet.”
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself, your scent drives me wild,” I whisper as I rub my index and middle finger along her slit, feeling how wet she is for me.
“Let’s see how quiet you can be as I fuck you and make you come.
” My chest vibrates from holding in my growl.
The vibration has her breasts leaking milk through her shirt, making me groan.
I shove two fingers into her heat, her inner walls pulsing around me.
I have the perfect angle to hit her G-spot.
With each thrust into her, I flick my fingers forward.
I can feel her slick coating my fingers, her walls fluttering around me.
She moves her hips with my movements, chasing her pleasure. “Good girl, keep riding my fingers,” I whisper, as I listen for any noises from Felicity behind us. She’s still asleep, thank god!
“I’m close–” she moans, her pussy begging for my knot. “Want your come–” she pleads. I move my hand faster now, the palm of my hand hitting her clit with each thrust. My tail comes up and traces her lips, her mouth opening on a whimper.
“Suck the end of my tail for me, pretty girl. You can’t have my come right now, but I’ll definitely be knotting that tight little pussy of yours when we get home,” I whisper as she opens her mouth, letting my tail fill her mouth.
She moans around my tail as it fucks her face, my fingers rapidly moving in and out of her as I feel her convulse, coming all over my hand.
“We’re almost home. I’m not done with you yet, mate.” I growl at her as we drive down the main road to our house. Felicity slept that entire time, and when we got home, we changed her, Blair fed her, and put her to bed.
I spend the rest of my night worshipping my mate, thankful for everything I have in life.