Chapter 17
SEVENTEEN
I giggle as Daddy carries me into the bedroom. He lowers me onto my bottom on the mattress. “Lie back, Luna. Spread your legs. I want to look at you.” His voice is that husky tone I love, which hopefully means he’s going to take some clothes off. All of them.
Watching him undress is the best thing I’ve ever witnessed in my life. He turns it into a show, being very dramatic about each article of clothing, starting with his shirt, then his shoes, his socks, his pants… Finally, he’s wearing nothing but his boxers.
I’ve seen his cock before. I’ve sucked it. But it was just the one time. I’m ready for more. I lick my lips as he lets the huge shaft pop free before lowering the last article of clothing to the floor.
Daddy moves toward me slowly, his erection bobbing in front of him, the tip dripping with his come. I want to taste it again. I crave the flavor of him. I want to press my nose against his shaft and breathe him in forever.
I don’t say a word, though. He’s in charge. I’ll let him decide what happens next.
He drops his hands on either side of my waist. “I love your scent, Luna.”
I start panting. “Daddy…” It’s the only word I can get out.
He lowers his nose to my pussy and nuzzles my folds. I’m soaked, and I get wetter from the contact. His dramatically deep inhales make me even more aroused. I don’t dare move. I leave my hands at my sides and soak in the moment.
Daddy drags his nose over my clit, causing me to arch my back off the mattress and moan.
His nose is wet with my essence, and he trails it up to one of my breasts, circling the nipple until he stops nuzzling and latches on to the swollen bud with his lips.
I cry out when he sucks deeply. It feels so good. There is nothing in the world that matches how I feel when Daddy touches me, but when he sucks on me…
He hums against my sensitive skin as he nibbles a path to my other nipple. The vibrations from his sounds drive me even wilder until I’m bucking and writhing, and Daddy has to grab my waist to pin me in place.
His mouth comes to mine next. He mumbles against my lips. “Such a wiggly Little pet.”
I whimper against his mouth.
He kisses me, tipping his head to the side and sliding his tongue into my mouth.
I return the kiss with just as much enthusiasm, sucking on his tongue until he growls and then letting mine dance against his until neither of us can catch our breath.
When Daddy releases my lips, I’m so desperate for more that my vision is blurry.
“I’m going to fill you with my tongue now, Luna. Stretch your cunt as wide as I can. You will come multiple times before I enter you.” He’s not asking. He’s telling me. Demanding.
He doesn’t wait for a response. He lowers his head, grabs my thighs, and licks his huge tongue over my entire pussy.
I moan deeply right before he pushes his swelling tongue into me. My eyes roll back, and I can’t breathe right as he fills me. He’s done this a lot of times, but tonight it’s different. Tonight, I know the ending will be with his cock inside me.
His tongue fills me, expanding and getting longer, stretching me to the max. And then it starts vibrating.
The only reason I don’t fly off the bed is that Daddy is holding me down firmly. I grab on to his head like I do every time. It does no good. I push and pull and writhe, but he doesn’t budge.
His tongue overwhelms me. Sensations bombard me. How are there so many nerve endings inside my pussy?
I give up squirming and trying to get away. I’ve learned that lesson. It’s a waste of time. It’s better to succumb to his touch, lean into it. Accept it. Enjoy it. Let the waves of pleasure build and duplicate.
My first orgasm hits fast, waves of pleasure shaking my entire body. Before it subsides, another orgasm is growing. There’s a place on the front of my channel that’s really sensitive, and Daddy presses against it, focusing the vibrations on that one spot.
I scream as I come again, pulsing around his tongue.
Daddy doesn’t stop. His tongue grows larger, stretching me farther than he has before. His nose presses against my clit, and he seems to be intentionally breathing directly on the swollen nub.
Is it possible that he’s even deeper? I’m almost grateful Yamal examined me and assured us that Daddy will fit. I’m so small compared to him. I’m nervous, but right now all I am is delirious.
The vibrations increase again, and my voice grows hoarse from screaming his name over and over. “Julan…Julan…Julan…” He may be my Daddy most of the time, but when his tongue is buried in my pussy, he’s my man.
Finally, his tongue deflates enough for him to pull it out. He grabs my waist and scoots me back on the mattress before climbing between my legs. Holding himself aloft by his elbows, he lets his cock nestle at my entrance and meets my gaze.
“Taste yourself, Luna,” he demands as he kisses me.
I eagerly lick his lips, sucking my essence off him. It’s heady.
When he lifts his mouth, his eyes are intent. “Relax your cunt,” he orders.
I try. I’m not sure I could be more relaxed. I’m so sated from repeated orgasms that I’m mostly a limp noodle.
Daddy grits his teeth as he inches into me. For a moment, I wonder if it hurts for some reason, but then I decide it’s taking him a lot of effort to hold back. He wants to be inside me as badly as I want him there.
I grab his waist, my small hands barely able to grip him. He’s so firm. His body is rock hard. I’m so soft and small in comparison.
I dig my heels in and lift my hips to meet him as he pushes in deeper. The stretch is a lot, but it doesn’t hurt. He’s conditioned me to crave this.
Little by little, he enters me. Every time I think he’s surely as deep as he can get, I find out I’m wrong. He pushes in farther. I hold my breath as he fills me until, finally, he stops.
He’s panting. He lowers his forehead to mine. “There is no better feeling in the universe, Luna. Are you okay?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I manage to whisper.
“Say my name,” he demands.
“Julan…”
He groans. “Again.”
“Julan…” I lift my hips. “More, please.” I’m not sure what to expect. This isn’t like his tongue that swells and vibrates.
But then he moves. He eases partway out and thrusts back in deeper.
I moan. All the blood in my body seems to race to my pussy.
He does it again, the friction setting my nerve endings on fire. His expression is tight. He’s holding back.
“Daddy… Julan… Please…” I don’t know what I’m begging for him to do, but I want more.
He kisses me. “I love you, Luna.”
I kiss him back. “I love you, Julan.”
He eases almost all the way out and thrusts back in with more force. “More?”
I groan.
“I guess that’s a yes.” He chuckles and does it again. It keeps getting better and better. I’m no longer bothered by the stretch. I’m craving it now. The friction is amazing. My arousal is growing.
I’m barely holding on to my sanity when he suddenly bottoms out, tips his hips, and grinds the base of his cock against my clit.
Gasping, I come hard and fast. He doesn’t move, continuing to grind until I don’t think I can take it for another second. I’m so sated that my clit is overly sensitive now. I assume he figures that out because he eases back a fraction.
Then he starts thrusting in and out of me faster. My eyes slide closed. It feels so good. Even after my millionth orgasm, I want more. I’m going to come again. I can feel the tension growing. The slide of his cock against my channel is heavenly.
Somehow, he goes faster still until he stops, buried deep. He tips his head back and cries out his release. His body pulses and jerks, his cock throbbing so hard I can feel it. It seems like I can feel his semen filling me, too, though that’s illogical.
When he’s spent, he’s grinning. He lowers his lips to mine and kisses me soundly again. “Heavens… I had no idea sex could be like that.”
I run my fingers up and down his sides. “You said you’ve had sex before.” I’m slightly confused about his relations with Venkorian women.
“Yes, but remember I told you we don’t have that kind of emotion. Our connections are purely for the purposes of orgasm. It feels good to reach that peak and get the release, but it doesn’t bind us in any way to the female and vice versa.”
I don’t have anything in my past to go by either. All I know I read in books. Zero experience and no way to be certain that anything I learned was totally accurate.
Daddy sets his hands on top of my head, using his elbows to remain aloft and keep from crushing me.
He strokes my hair. “I feel so deeply for you, Luna. It’s the best feeling in the universe.
It’s love. I want to cling to it and never let it go.
I want to cocoon you so that nothing bad ever happens to you. ”
I agree with him. “Do you think it’s from the shot?”
“No,” he says adamantly, shaking his head.
“I mean, that might have caused the initial attraction, but it’s more than that.
The shot made you scent me and feel drawn to me.
It worked both ways. It drew me to you also.
It’s primal. It may be responsible for the fact that we want to mate over and over, but it’s not forcing me to be in love with you. That’s all you.”
I smile. I like his explanation. It’s more pleasant than thinking it could have been like this with any man if they’d injected me with another’s essence.
I like to think there’s a reason Julan was the one who bought me.
I like to think we fell in love separately and not just from the physical connection.