Page 12 of Alien Daddies
“You’re the worst kind of barbarian,” she said, setting an adorably fierce glare upon him.
“Says the little girl whose panties have become so wet, she’s going to need a new pair soon.”
She jerked her arm up, attempting to slap him. But he caught her wrist and forced her hand down into her lap, giving her a scolding look as he shook his head. “There will be none of that, little girl.”
“Oh, so you can hit me but I can’t hit you? That’s rich.”
“I would never raise my hand to strike you in anger, little human. But turn you over my knee and spank you after you’ve been an ill-behaved little girl? Yes, Iwoulddo that. The same goes for my brothers who will also be your mates—your daddies. You will be our cherished one, our sweet little girl, and we will never be cruel to you or cause you any lasting harm. We will love you and guide you and protect you. Forever.”
Her head lowered a notch and a tiny amount of regret flashed in her eyes. “Look, I’m sorry I tried to slap you, but aside from all the daddy and mating stuff, you can’t just go around telling random girls you just met that their panties are wet. It’s rude.”
“You’re not a random girl I just met, Kenna. You’re my soon-to-be mate. And speaking of your wet panties, I think Daddy needs to change them for you right now.”
“What?” She pushed at his chest as he rose up. Despite her protests, he placed her on her feet, though his grip on her arms remained firm. “You will do no such thing!”
He pinned her with a dark look, the kind of look he usually reserved for younger warriors who weren’t taking their military training seriously. “Little girl, I suggest you get used to your daddies taking care of you.” He drew in a deep, calming breath, not wishing to lose his patience with her. He reminded himself that she was from another world, a planet whose females valued their independence, even though she secretly craved to be taken care of by a firm daddy—or several of them.
She stomped her foot and suddenly tears were streaming down her face. “Stop it,” she said. “Stop being nice to me. I’m your captive. You’re going to turn me over to your judicial system and I’m going to jail or-or behavioral rehabilitation, which might as well be jail since I won’t be free to leave. For one to two years. You said it yourself. Don’t pretend you care about me just to get into my pants. It won’t work. I won’t let you. Now stop smelling me and stop reading my fucking mind.”
Torin realized his nostrils must be flaring, because he was indeed smelling her in this moment. Ah, but the most delicious scent of arousal was wafting from her, her panties probably soaked through by now. She craved him, even though she apparently didn’t believe his intentions and didn’t wish to be attracted to him. Her distrust of him caught him off-guard, and he hoped to quell her fears and reassure her of his intentions.
“Little human Kenna, I will bribe the judge if I must, but I will do anything to ensure that you are not placed in jail as punishment for stowing away on our ship. Anything,” he said, releasing one of her arms to stroke her hair. To his relief, she didn’t take the opportunity to attempt another escape. “Sometimes criminals on our world, particularly females, are sentenced to complete behavior modification programs rather than serve jail time, as I have mentioned before. This typically means the female is placed in the custody of a responsiblezoshinto serve out her sentence. I will make sure the judge places you in the custody of myzoshin.” He moved his hand from her hair and wiped at her fallen tears, gently brushing the moisture away with his thumb.
“So the judge will make the six of you my lords and masters,” she said with an edge of sarcasm, “and then you will claim me as your mate, against my will, no less? No, thank you. I would rather serve my time in a Khanndoran prison.”
Torin resisted the urge to give her a shake. “Kenna, we will not claim you as ourlife mateagainst your will.” He put a strong emphasis on the wordslife matethat caused a quiver to race through her. He paused for a moment before adding, “Need I remind you that I can detect your arousal?”
She huffed. “Well, it’s not as though I can help it. But just because my body is having a-a reaction to you and your big muscles doesn’t mean I actually want you as my mate, or my daddy. I have a life waiting for me on, errrr, Phennulos and I intend to make it there one day. I-I don’t like feeling trapped,” she said with a stark note of despair.
Torin didn’t know how to respond, so he drew her against his chest and held her. To his delight, she didn’t resist. “It is not my intent to trap you,” he eventually said, “but in my culture, males dream of the female they are meant to claim and often feel a mysterious pull toward the female when they finally meet her in the flesh. As I have already said, I have dreamed of you, and you know I sense your deepest desires. I realize you had plans for a life on Phennulos, but that is no longer meant to be, Kenna. Your plans led you on your true path to myzoshin. Nevertheless, we will not force you to become our life mate.” He pulled back slightly and stared down into her beautiful, vulnerable gaze. “In fact, we won’t spill our seed inside you until you beg for it.”
“Well, you will be waiting forever, becausethatwill never happen,” she said, though her words didn’t come across as very defiant. Her voice was tinged with doubt, and as soon as she stopped speaking, a flush crept up her neck to cover her entire face.
“Oh, but it will, little human,” he said, leaning down to whisper directly into her ear. “We won’t allow you to go to jail, even if that is what you claim to want. We will make sure you are placed under our authority, as our little prisoner, and then we will bring you home with us and take care of you in the way a daddy takes care of his little girl, until the day comes when you beg each of us to spill our seed into the depths of all your sweet little holes. And beg us, you will. I have no doubt.”
She shuddered in his embrace and the tiny hairs on her arms rose under his palm as her smooth skin prickled with goosebumps. The scent of her arousal consumed him, and he couldn’t wait to get her wet panties off and tend to her, carefully cleaning up her private parts before putting a fresh pair of undergarments on her. He imagined she was all glistening swollen pinkness between her thighs. His cock stiffened further and pressed against her, but she didn’t try to back away.
“Now, all arguments aside, you are to keep calling me Daddy, little girl. Failure to address me or my brothers properly will result in a very sore bottom for you. Do you understand?”
He waited until he thought he would have to turn her over his knee for another lesson in obedience, but she finally opened her mouth and said, “Yes, Daddy,” through gritted teeth.
Despite her less than enthusiastic reply, he pressed a kiss to her forehead. If ever a little girl needed love and guidance, it was this pretty dark-haired female known as Kenna, and Torin and his brothers would give her exactly what she needed. All plans of scouring the towns of Ohma in search of their perfect mate faded. They had already found her. Well, Torin had technically been the one to find her, but he had no doubt his brothers would be pleased to hear the news, not to mention eager to meet her.
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Makenna
She stood in the center of the large guest quarters while Torin rummaged through her backpack in search of a pair of clean panties. Makenna’s legs felt so shaky with desire that she couldn’t force herself to run away, though her mind screamed for her to race toward the door. Not that it would open for her, even if she managed to make it across the room, she reminded herself. It seemed the doors on the ship only opened automatically for Torin.
Her mind spun with all that had happened. Torin actually believed some god from his home world had sent him dreams about her. He thought she was meant to be his mate, his little girl, and not only his mate and little girl but his brothers’ as well. Her face heated. The idea of belonging to six strong Khanndoran warriors and calling them all Daddy sent a surge of longing through her, so fierce and sudden that she found herself gasping for breath. Torin looked up at her with one eyebrow arched, as if he knew exactly what she was thinking.
She took a moment to admire his striking features as he resumed searching her backpack. His bronze skin shimmered faintly in the light, accentuating every rippling muscle on his massive form. He had thick, shoulder-length black hair, a strong square jaw, exotically sloped cheekbones, and a long nose that was well-proportioned to his face. His nostrils flared often, and every time they did she clenched her thighs together, fearing he was smelling her arousal again. She had always thought Khanndoran males to be the sexiest of all the known alien species in existence, though this was the first time she had ever interacted with one. Her heart thumped faster when he pulled a purple thong from the bottom of her backpack.
“Are these…panties?” He stared at the garment in question with obvious confusion.
“Um, yeah, kinda. It’s called a thong.”
He searched her backpack further. “All I see are thongs. Do you have a pair of undergarments that are more proper for a little girl?”
