Page 66 of Monster Daddies
As soon as we're in his room, he's kissing the breath out of me. I kiss him back with just as much fervor. He dominates, and I easily submit. Loving every second of how in control he is. I gasp when he breaks contact and tosses me onto the bed. I barely find my bearings before Kael's on top of me, pulling my clothes off. I follow suit, tugging off his shirt and pushing his pants as far down as I can.
I wrap my legs around him and moan when his hard length meets my soaked pussy. He slides his cock through my wet slit, teasing my clit until I'm a dripping, moaning mess.
"Please, Kael…" I beg.
He lets out a low growl. "Who am I?"
I moan at his show of dominance. "Daddy," I gasp. "Daddy, I need you. Please…"
"Mmm, that's my good girl."
He doesn't make me wait, just thrusts inside me in one hard motion. I cry out from the mix of pleasure and pain from the stretch. He nibbles at my neck and down to my mate mark. My pussy clenches around his cock at that overwhelming pleasure. He fucks me hard and fast, pushing me into a powerful orgasm that has me seeing stars. He doesn't let up, simply fucks me straight through one orgasm and into another by sucking and biting at my mate mark until my pleasure crests once again.
"Daddy," I gasp, fighting back a scream. When I can't hold back any longer, I sink my teeth into him and moan against him. I feel his cock jerk inside me as he fills me with his hot seed.Feeling him come soothes my inner Omega. She wants his knot, but settles on feeling his seed deep inside me.
Kael collapses over me, breathing as heavily as I am.
"You're going to be the death of me, little wolf," he says, brushing my hair away from my face, then kisses me gently.
"Same," I say, panting.
"Let's get cleaned up."
Before I can respond, he's already got me up in his arms and is walking us into the bathroom and straight into the shower. Setting me on my feet, he turns on the water and gently cleans me. Once he finishes washing me head to toe, I do the same for him. Loving the feel of his body under my hands. I trail my hands down to his already hard cock, and he grips them before they connect.
"We'll never make it to dinner if you don't stop."
I want to tell him I don't care, but that's not true. I do want to go and meet the pack and see for myself that they aren't the same as my old one. I let out a sigh, step away, and rinse off. Kael does the same before turning off the water and wrapping me in a warm towel.
"What should I wear? Is dinner formal?" I ask, trying to hide my nervousness.
"Not formal. If they knew they were meeting their future queen, it would be different, but a surprise like this will be nice and informal."
I smile because that sounds wonderful. It would be very overwhelming to have a formal event for the first time meeting the pack. "Thank the Goddess. I don't think I could handle that kind of event yet."
He chuckles. "You're going to be just fine. Everyone will love you, you'll see."
I decide on a light-pink, tea-length dress that I know looks great with my skin tone and hair. With little more than athought, I'm fully clothed, including white strappy heels that make me feel taller than I am. I close my eyes and imagine my hair in an intricate updo with braids that tame my curls.
"That's definitely a helpful trick," Kael says with a smirk.
"Yes, it really is. Unfortunately, it can't be used around others. Only Saint can know about my being half-fae. It could be dangerous. That's why my parents kept me hidden. In the wrong hands, my magic could be abused."
He wraps me up in his arms. "You're safe here with me. No one will ever harm a hair on your beautiful head."
Warmth fills me at his words. I love that he's already so protective of me. It makes me happy to know that he'll always be by my side now that we've found each other.
Kael steps away toward his closet, then pauses and closes his eyes. I can't hold back my giggle at the deep lines of concentration on his face. I feel the tingles of magic being used seconds before Kael's body is covered in clothes. Dark jeans, a black t-shirt, and black boots. I'm guessing this is his go-to outfit of choice since it's nearly the same as his previous one.
"Time to go meet the pack, my mate."
I blow out a breath and straighten my spine. "I'm ready."
After a bit of fussing, Kael magnanimously allows me to walk to the dining room on my own two feet. I think it's adorable how upset he gets that I'm not in his arms. Instead, he's got my hand in a death grip like he thinks I'll disappear if he's not touching me. I won't tell him, but I love that he doesn't want me out of his reach. I've heard about this from my parents; newly mated Alphas are obsessive with their Omega mates for days, sometimes weeks, after the first mating. A powerful, dominant Alpha, even more so. I'm assuming the king of all wolves will fall into that category. Again, not complaining. I don't want to be away from him any more than he wants to be away from me.
We make our way to the dining room, and the moment we cross the threshold, the entire room falls silent. Which is saying a lot, considering there must be over two hundred wolves in the room. I move closer to Kael, wondering if it's too late to back out now that I've seen just how many people I'll be introduced to.
Kael doesn't stop until we reach what I assume is the head table, since only Saint and a handful of others are seated there, along with what could be a small throne placed at the end, accompanied by an empty chair to the left.
