Chapter 18
TWINK
That evening, Daddy and I headed to my apartment and packed my things.
On our way back to the Kaylog, he kept close to me, as though he was my personal bodyguard, ensuring that I made it those short few blocks away safely.
Considering I could still go to work, this seemed like an overreaction, but maybe that was only because I couldn’t fully process the danger I would be in if Sheila got her hands on me.
Well, maybe not hands…maybe claws or talons… whatever Vorcons had.
When we arrived at the ship, Daddy had me reorient the room I’d made to include a bedroom, where we could spend nights together.
While adding an en suite, I couldn’t help thinking that if Daddy and I wound up dating and moving in together, I could save so much on rent.
Of course, that wasn’t something I should’ve even entertained.
He had already explained he had to return home—something I tried not to think about too much because it made me nauseous.
We hadn’t known each other that long, and it was silly for me to get so worked up for him when we’d really only gone on one official date and then messed around for a couple of weeks, but… I wanted to know him so much more.
That night, unlike most when we couldn’t keep our hands off each other, Daddy was distant when we got into bed. I tried to give him his space, watched some TikToks on my phone, noticing maybe half a foot between us, which felt like a hell of a lot more.
He messed with his arm cuff for a while, then stopped, staring into space. Understandably, he had a lot going through his head. Having to protect me. Having to find his ex. Although, he didn’t look stressed. He looked sad.
I closed my app. “Wanna talk about it?”
His gaze met mine, and I realized he hadn’t really looked at me since our conversation earlier.
Don’t be weird, Charlie.
“Just…a lot of things working their way through my head right now,” he said.
“About Sheila?”
He nodded. “I was thinking about the early days, after other Furkers and I arrived on her planet, when we met for the first time.”
“How did you meet?”
“It was peak mating time for her species, and I discovered that the females hunted males. During the day, the males would find our hiding places, though we did our best to cover our tracks to prevent detection. I was discovered first by another female, who dragged me out, which is when a battle between them ensued.”
“Between that female Vorcon and Sheila?”
“Not right away. There must’ve been seventeen females, at least. They were all battling it out for me, and then I saw her, coming over a hill.
She was radiant, this bright light shining around her—in retrospect, a trick of light, one of the planet’s moons highlighting her impressive head, which was narrow in the front and very large in the back. ”
This was very different from the ways I was used to hearing about people meeting their partners, but it obviously evoked a lot of emotion for Daddy, so as strange as it sounded, I reminded myself that, at the end of the day, it really didn’t mean any less than the way I’d met Carter.
“She was one of the most beautiful creatures I’d ever seen. A vision.”
I’d only seen a disguised version of her on the security footage, so I couldn’t really speak to her looks, but the way he described her, it didn’t exactly fit my idea of beautiful or a vision.
Although, that could have been my jealousy at hearing him describe her like that, which I noticed pinched in my chest.
“Many of the other Vorcon females fled, and only five stayed to battle Sheila. She took them on so effortlessly. When she was done, even covered in blood and innards, she was still stunning.”
This meet-cute was, admittedly, getting less and less relatable as he went on.
He shook his head as though shaking himself out of his reverie. “After that, she took me out with her to begin our courtship. Dinners, stargazing when we would go out on hunts at night. And she had this ability to make her friends and me laugh…oh, how we all laughed.”
This sounded more like something I could understand, and as his gaze drifted off, I couldn’t help but be jealous of anyone who was able to bring him this much joy, but it also twisted at something within me.
“Things were lovely at the start?” I asked.
He nodded.
“Sounds very familiar.”
“Cheating Asshole?”
“Yeah. We had a lot of fun date nights. And the way he looked at me, it was like I was the only one in the world. It made me feel…” I struggled to get the words out.
“Special?” Daddy asked.
I teared up. “Guess some things aren’t so different, even when you’re from a galaxy far, far away. Even after what he did to me, it’s painful to remember the good times because I can’t help thinking that it was all a lie, just a way of getting me to be into him.”
“Yes, that’s what it was like. She used her hypnotic ability to put me in a trance, then used it to imprison me.”
“How did you wake up?”
“When she did something particularly cruel, it would snap me out of it from time to time. Think of it as influence rather than control. It was a bit of a dance, but over time, I think she came to resent me—that she needed me to create this army for herself. And she would lash out and attack me. In those moments when I shook off the trance, I would inwardly struggle because my choices were finding a way to escape or falling back under her spell, and unfortunately, it felt good to be under her spell, even if it wasn’t real. ”
“I understand the feeling,” I said, his words resonating deeply.
“Not that Carter had ever been violent with me, but he could be mean, and in moments when I’d see him flirting with another guy, I would tell myself I should leave, but then as soon as I decided I’d go, he would change back to the guy I fell for.
He’d make me laugh again. He’d kiss me, and God, how good it felt to kiss him.
And all that other stuff felt so insignificant because I thought I’d found the love of my life, you know? ”
Daddy closed the space between us, rolling over me and pressing his belly against my abs. “I do know. And I’m sorry you had to go through that.”
“I’m sorry you had to go through it too.”
He leaned close, his lips grazing mine before he pushed in for a kiss—strong, passionate, his tongue thoroughly exploring my mouth.
It was only then that I realized just how much stress I’d carried around since Roger shared that video with me.
My muscles relaxed, and thoughts about an alien on the loose in Harmony Springs and about the shared pain because of our exes dissipated.
I just let myself enjoy being crushed under Daddy’s weight.
He must’ve sensed how good it felt because he relaxed on top of me, adding a little more pressure, enough to satisfy me.
As his tongue expertly met mine, I had no doubt this was part of what it meant to be a Furker—no one had ever done to me what he did. His moves were so studied, having picked up on just the right amount of tongue to push into my mouth, just the right pressure against my own.
And I knew what I wanted from him.
So badly.
“Daddy,” I breathed into his mouth, and he pulled away, gazing at me with those beautiful blue eyes with streaks of light throughout…like looking at distant galaxies in his gaze. “Daddy, would you want to—”
“Fuck you?”
He must’ve been reading that from me. How could he not, when it must’ve emanated from every cell in my body, begging to be taken.
There was a subtle fear that, after everything that happened, he might not desire me, but before I had a chance to let that fear intensify, he said, “Yes, I’ll fuck you, Twink. ”
He offered a series of kisses that relaxed me, a sedative that quickly put me at ease under him before he kissed down my body, probing in a familiar way—the one he’d learned in our time together.
Soon, he had one hand against the small of my back, another just above my navel as his tentacle ran up along my side.
So many nerves excited, and yet somehow it wasn’t enough.
I wondered if this was a desire that came from me or if this was somehow being done by Daddy.
Whatever the answer, I didn’t really care, just told him what I wanted. “Would you want to try another?”
I regretted asking as soon as I said the words, not because I wasn’t interested, but because he had to stop kissing my belly to ask, “Are you sure?”
“Please,” I begged. “I know it’ll feel good. I’m ready for it.” The caution in his expression served to further set me at ease. “I know you’ll take care of me,” I assured him.
A smile played across his lips, and I saw the second tentacle, rising from his back, steadily increasing in girth.
What little tension lingered settled as it continued mounting high over me, extending until it was the same length as the other.
It descended, nearing my face, caressing against my cheek, and I relaxed into it before turning and offering it a kiss.
I could’ve sworn I felt it tremble to the touch of my lips, and I cupped it in my hand as I gave it another kiss and tucked it close to my face.
A burst of inspiration moved through me, and I ran my tongue from where I was on it to the tip, earning a moan from Daddy.
It’d become clear when we messed around how sensitive his tentacles were to my touch, and I loved it.
He massaged my stomach and back with his hands as his other tentacle made its way up along my flesh, stirring a powerful rush within me. It was as though I was made for this sexual experience, yet I also knew there was one part of him I was missing…a part I felt empty without.
Before I could even request it again, as though he knew I needed it, he placed a wet finger against my ass. I didn’t even know when he’d had time to wet it, I supposed because of how absorbed I’d been in so many other parts of him.