Page 166 of Monster Daddies
Silas
I cup Kiera’s face as I tangle my tongue with hers. She whimpers into my mouth and squirms on my lap, causing my shaft to thicken further beneath her bottom. When I consider that she’s probably squirming because her cheeks are still sore from her spanking, my cock swells even harder.
As I continue kissing her, I can’t help but recall how beautiful she’d looked just before I claimed her. Bent over the bed, she’d obediently presented her slick pussy for mating. She’d also begged me to fuck her.
My blood heats as I remember the feel of her insides contracting around my appendage as she climaxed during our first mating. Gods, what an experience. Tenderness for her continues to build within me, and I deepen the kiss and savor the intimacy of having her in my arms.
When I finally withdraw from the kiss, we’re both breathless. I brush her hair behind her ears and watch her carefully for any signs of discomfort. I was rough with her earlier. Perhaps too rough. But once I pushed my full length inside her, restraining my desires had proven difficult.
A long silence stretches between us, and Kiera eventually rests her head on my shoulder. We’re both covered in my seed and her essence, and we’ll have to bathe before I put her to bed. When her stomach growls, I resolve that I’ll provide her with a scrumptious meal tonight as well.
Thankfully, during my observations of humans, I’ve learned how to cook, and the kitchen is adequately stocked with fresh fruits and vegetables from the forest. The cabinets are also brimming with nonperishable goods, which I routinely procure from a welcoming mountain village known as Hurrna. I resolve that we’ll travel to Hurrna soon for clothing and shoes for Kiera, as well as any other items she might require.
The urge to provide for her every need rises within me, and I vow that I’ll strive to be a good mate to her. A good Papa. She’s so young and inexperienced in this life, and I want her to be able to depend upon me to take care of her. I want her to feel safe and treasured as my Little girl.
“Come, my mate, and I will help you bathe in the nearby hot spring, then I will fix you a meal and tuck you in for an early bedtime.” I lift her and carry her outside.
She startles in my arms and peers around the forest with a panicked expression. “Papa! I’m naked! You’re naked. We’re both naked. Someone might see us.”
“Hunters rarely venture to this mountain anymore, though if one did, I would be able to smell the male from miles away. I promise no one will see you naked. Only me.” I give her a playful grin. “And perhaps a few squirrels.”
The corners of her lips quirk, and she finally relaxes in my arms. “Very well. I’m curious about the hot spring. I’ve heard hunters tell stories about finding hot springs deep within the forest, but I’ve never visited one.”
“I think you’ll enjoy it. I keep clean towels in a hollowed tree trunk next to the spring, as well as soap and other items needed for bathing.”
“Oh.” She displays a thoughtful look. “Please don’t take any offense, but you’re much more civilized than I would expect a forest guardian to be. I never expected you would live in a cabin or partake in baths.” A smile finally breaks across her face, and I realize she’s teasing me, the naughty Little girl.
I emit a spirited growl that makes her giggle. “If you would like, I can throw you down on the forest floor and show you my uncivilized side.”
She laughs again. “Perhaps another time.” Her visage grows serious, and she shifts in my arms. “I’m rather sore, and the idea of taking a warm bath sounds amazing.”
We reach the hot spring, and I immediately enter the water while holding my mate close. She leans against me with a contented sigh. But then she jolts in my lap and gives me a worried glance.
“What is it, little girl?”
“Daniel,” she blurts. “My brother. You promised you would save him. I realize it’s not yet noon tomorrow, but I am still concerned about him, and I’m anxious to learn how you intend to save him from the gallows.”
I caress her hair and make a soothing noise in my throat. “All will be well, Kiera. I promised to save him, and I will.”
“But how?”
I continue petting her hair, and I also stroke her back, striving to bring her comfort. “Tomorrow at first light, I will travel to Zochal and commune with the spirits that linger in the village. The spirits will quietly guide the Elders to release your brother and grant him a full pardon. Speaking of the charges, what exactly is he being accused of?”
She hesitates to answer, but I give her an encouraging look. She sighs and peers around the forest. “He accidentally murdered an Elder’s son during a drunken tavern brawl. He did it. He’s guilty. But he’s my brother, and I can’t help but feel partly responsible for him.”
“His crimes, whether accidental or not, aren’t your fault,” I say in a soothing tone. I don’t like seeing her upset.
Her fingers dance across the surface of the water, and she finally returns her gaze to mine. Her dark eyes gleam with moisture, but she’s quick to blink the tears away. “He was only twelve when our parents died, while I’d just turned sixteen, and I was responsible for taking care of him after that. I must’ve made mistakes for him to turn out the way he has. He’s never held a job for long, and no matter what I say or do, I can’t get him to stay away from the drink. I also can’t make him stop gambling.” Her face falls. “Sorry. I don’t mean to burden you with my troubles.”
I cup her face and stare into her tear-filled eyes, wishing I could erase all her pain, wishing I could fix Daniel for her. But while I can commune with the spirits to influence certain outcomes, like the verdict in a trial, I’m not able to change a man’s entire personality. For Daniel to turn his life around, he must take the initiative himself. I don’t tell any of this to Kiera, however, because I don’t want to dampen any hope she might harbor for his future.
“It’s no trouble at all, little girl,” I finally say. “I want to hear about your troubles. All of them. Always. I’m your Papa and I want to help you in any way I can. For the rest of our lives, it’s my responsibility, myhonor, to take care of you.”
She blinks and a tear trickles down her cheek. I’m quick to wipe it away, and she leans into my hand. “Thank you, Silas. Papa. I think that’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever saidto me.” She heaves in a shaky breath. “Thank you for saving Daniel.”
I press a kiss to her cheek, and we spend the rest of the afternoon in quiet companionship in the hot spring. I fetch the soap and help her get clean, then I tend to my own body, and we eventually towel off and head back to the cabin.
After serving her an early dinner of vegetable soup and sourdough bread, I assist her in getting ready for bed, then I tuck her under the covers and sit next to her while waiting for her to fall asleep. It doesn’t take long. She’s so exhausted that she succumbs to sleep within a minute of being tucked in.
