Beast Daddy: Once Upon A Daddy

by Callahan, Kelli

  “Oh god…” I exhaled sharply.

  “I’m not a god.” He shook his head back and forth. “But you can call me Daddy if you really want—I kind of like it…”

  “Oh Daddy!” I gasped when his tongue found my clit again.

  The anticipation was worth every second of the waiting—every moment where I got nothing but a tease. He used his fingers to push back the hood that covered my clit, then started to move his tongue in quick circles around the most sensitive spot on my body. I could feel my pussy getting wetter—I was practically dripping with desire while he pleasured my clit. It turned into a hard knot underneath his tongue, and that just made it feel even better. Beast—man—Daddy—it didn’t matter. I was with him and wanted to be his. All of the horrible things in my life—all of the foster families that bounced me from one home to the next—all of my mistakes. They led me to that moment, and I had fallen for Adam. I didn’t care if he had a crown or if we had to hide from the world for the rest of our lives—as long as I was in his arms.

  “That feels so good…” I ran my hand through his hair and arched my back. “Daddy, don’t stop.”

  Our passion and desire belonged to us. There was no one to judge what we had or question the parts that didn’t make sense. We could exist in a bubble where the rest of the world didn’t exist. I needed that. Outside of his walls was nothing but cruelty—inside them was the most generosity and kindness I had ever known. His life was complicated but falling for him was the least complicated thing in mine. I would keep his secret, and maybe one day, I would tell him mine, but it wasn’t going to have an impact on our relationship. I didn’t have to shield myself from the world, because my new name allowed me to hide in plain sight. I wasn’t royalty—I wasn’t important—and my burden was light compared to the one he shouldered.

  “You’re gonna make me come!” I threw my head back and gasped.

  A pressure built inside me. My muscles got tight and tensed up. His tongue used my clit like a button to shoot pleasure through my veins. The pleasure got stronger until there was no way for me to stop it from engulfing every square inch of my body. My mouth opened wide, my hips jerked, and then I felt the pressure start to release. The pleasure turned to bliss, and then I felt a storm of euphoria sweep through my soul. Adam’s tongue kept moving around my clit, and the peak of the orgasm lasted so much longer than any of the ones I had ever had when I was alone in my room. He didn’t stop until the orgasm finally began to fade. It was absolutely incredible, and when he finished, my pussy lips were drenched in my lust.

  “That was really good.” My breathing was heavy, and my words were trapped between gasps.

  “I had to make sure you were nice and wet for me.” He lifted up and started to rub the entrance of my pussy with his finger.

  “I am.” I nodded quickly.

  Adam started to unbutton his shirt. I wanted to help, but the afterglow of my orgasm was settling in, and I couldn’t get the energy to lift my arms. His physique would have been impressive on any man, but the fact that he had maintained it for ten years while he lived in isolation was even more remarkable. I wished I had those kinds of genetics. His shoulders were broad, his chest was wide, and his muscles looked like mountains on his behemoth-like frame. It would have been intimidating to meet him on a dark street, even after he had been cleaned up—but I knew that there was nothing to fear. He was my gentle giant with a kind heart and a beautiful soul. I wanted to give him my innocence and so much more.

  “They say one night with a Ruilan prince will ruin you for other men.” He smiled and reached for his belt.

  “That sounds like a rumor that a Ruilan prince would start…” I narrowed my eyes.

  “I guess you’re going to find out.” He unfastened his pants and started kicking them off.

  “Oh wow…” My eyes got wide when he slid his boxer shorts down—his cock was enormous.

  “Ready to be ruined?” He grinned.

  “I don’t think I have a choice…” I felt a lump rising up in my throat.

  Adam grabbed the base of his cock and lifted my legs. He slid between my thighs and pushed the head of the real beast into the entrance of my pussy. I probably should have realized that a man of his size would be equally proportionate below the waist, but I wasn’t thinking about that until I saw it. I grimaced when he started to stretch me around his incredible girth. My virgin pussy was definitely not ready for something that big. I had to put my hands on his hips and push him back so I could catch my breath.

  “Do you want to stop? We don’t have to keep going if it hurts.” He rubbed my clit with his finger, slowly teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves.

  “I don’t want to stop. I just need a moment.” I exhaled sharply and closed my eyes. “Okay, I’m ready.”

  “Let me know if it’s too much.” He pushed his cock against my pussy and began to slide it in.

  I had a certain level of stubbornness about me, and that was definitely coming into play. I was determined to make love to the man I had fallen for. It was all I had been thinking about and obsessing over since he told me his secret. There was no way I was going to let his endowment create a barrier between us, even if it did hurt when he forced himself a little deeper. I bit my tongue and moaned—I tried to hide it on my face. Adam pulled back and pushed again. I felt him against my hymen. That certainly wasn’t going to last long with the ballistic missile protruding from Adam’s pelvis aimed at it. He stretched it, withdrew himself to the entrance of my pussy and gave it a hard thrust. The membrane shattered, and then the tattered remained were stretched around his incredible girth. The sting was immediate, but when he went deeper, the focus once again shifted back to the agony.

  “You’re definitely going to ruin me for other men…” I exhaled sharply.

  You might even ruin me for myself, but I don’t care.

  “That was a joke.” He leaned forward and pressed his lips to my ear. “No other man will have you because you’re mine.”

  “Then claim me…” I purred my response.

  Adam pushed and stretched my pussy. I just tried my best not let my eyes reflect that it felt like I was being impaled by the beast’s fury. He was as gentle as he could be, and I appreciated that, but the pain was not easy to endure. I dug my nails into his back and felt his scars against my fingertips. I held onto him and kept my tongue between my teeth as his cock pulled back to the entrance of my pussy. I prepared for another swift thrust of torment, but when he started to push again, I didn’t feel it with the same intensity as his previous thrusts. My body was adjusting to him—whether it was adaptation or willpower—I didn’t care. I felt a new sense of excitement sweep through me. It was going to take time for it to be perfect, but there was a glimmer of hope. I tried to grasp it, especially when he pushed deeper, and I felt the pain return.

  I’ll pay this price if that’s what it takes to have the man…

  “You feel so fucking good.” He growled into my ear. “I’m going to savor your body every single night now that you’re mine…”

  If I even have a body left.

  Adam’s thrusts got a little faster. He hadn’t made it all of the way into my pussy, but he was getting close. The pain built up—and when I felt our bodies come together, I had to fight the urge to tell him that it hurt. I bit my tongue and was thankful I didn’t taste blood. He was as deep as he could go. That meant the worst of it was over. He left his cock buried inside me for several seconds before he started to rock me on the bed with short, gentle thrusts. He only pulled back several inches each time, and after a dozen of them, more of the pain began to fade—I actually felt pleasure. He worked his way up to longer thrusts—only pulling to the halfway point before he went deep—and those felt amazing. I could feel my g-spot and having it massaged by his enormous dick was even better than feeling his tongue on my clit.

  “Am I hurting you now?” He pulled back and gave me a quick thrust.

  “No.” I shook my head back and forth. “
It feels—incredible.”

  The pain was gone outside of a lingering ache when he gave me a really hard thrust. I definitely didn’t want him to stop. I could feel the pressure building up again and getting more intense by the second. My g-spot was making my whole body surge with pleasure each time I felt one of his thrusts. I could feel my heart beating hard in my chest—my breath getting heavy—and his was doing the same. I wanted to tell him I was in heaven, but all I could do was moan. I heard a couple of grunts, and then a growl in his throat. There was a primal desire raging in his piercing black eyes. The pressure kept building, and I felt his cock throbbing inside me. I was almost to the point of bliss, and he was right there with me.

  “Daddy, I’m gonna come!” My head rolled back against the pillow.

  “So hard it will make your head spin.” He moved his hands to my wrists and pinned them to the bed. “And so many times you’ll forget your own name.”

  I wish I could forget one of them…

  Adam started to pound his cock into me. The hardest thrusts didn’t hurt anymore. They just filled me with euphoria. His entire length throbbed, and the head of his dick pulsated. I couldn’t hold back—the pressure was too tight—the pleasure was too strong. I felt my pussy spasm on his shaft, and then the orgasm seized my body. I thought I had already felt the hardest thrusts, but I was wrong. He hammered my pussy so hard the bed, which was big enough to comfortably hold his behemoth frame, started to shake underneath us. The headboard shifted and slammed into the wall. The pressure built again before the first orgasm peaked, and then another swept through my veins.

  “Don’t stop!” My mouth opened wide, and I screamed.

  Adam delivered powerful thrusts, and the orgasm peaked so hard that it felt like I was coming every time he went deep. His cock throbbed—pulsated—and then a primal roar rushed from with him. He didn’t have to tell me that he was about to explode—I felt the cum surging through his shaft before it erupted inside me. His seed flooded my pussy, and he kept hammering—each thrust shooting more of his cum deep inside me until his balls were drained. A string of orgasms devoured what was left of my strength. It felt like my body collapsed into the mattress even though I was already laying on it. He gave me a few more thrusts, but I was spent. I had nothing left. He pulled himself free and dropped down onto the mattress beside me—his gigantic frame bounced me a little bit when he landed, but I didn’t move. I felt him pulling me into his arms, and I used what little strength I could muster to snuggle close to the man who had claimed my innocence and made me his.

  I may not ever be able to move from this spot.

  * * *

  Many hours later

  I slept so hard that I just drifted into the darkness and stayed there. I didn’t dream. I didn’t move. My body had never needed to recharge as much as it did after Adam took my virginity. When my eyes finally opened, I saw that it was dark outside—we literally slept the entire day away, and I was still tired. He wasn’t awake, so I just closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. I don’t know how long I was out that time, but when I woke up, I noticed that Adam’s arms were no longer around me. He was propped up on one elbow, apparently watching me sleep. I shifted on the mattress and rolled over with a smile on my face.

  “Enjoying the view?” I yawned as soon as I spoke.

  “You talk in your sleep.” He chuckled. “It’s kind of cute.”

  “I do?” I blinked in confusion. “I never knew that… what did I say?”

  “You said oh daddy an awful lot.” He smirked. “You must have been having a very good dream.”

  “I don’t think I was dreaming.” I smiled and sat up. “I was probably still orgasming…”

  “I told you one night with a Ruilan prince would ruin you for other men.” He lifted up and crossed his legs.

  “Except I have no comparison—for all I know, that was just awful…” I leaned forward and nudged him. “Maybe I need to go out and see if you’re really that good or I’m just inexperienced.”

  “Don’t even joke about that.” He narrowed his eyes. “I’d hate to have to fill this bed with harlots just to make you jealous.”

  “Harlots?” I raised an eyebrow. “We just call them sluts—or maybe prostitutes if they get paid. Do harlots get paid?”

  “Depends on how good they are.” He moved closer. “Don’t worry; you’re the only woman I want in my bed—and I know you won’t stray too far from it.”

  “No.” I shook my head back and forth. “You were my first—and you’ll be my last.”

  We stayed in a gentle embrace for several minutes before we finally got dressed and went back downstairs. It was pretty late, and I definitely needed to go home, even if I was tired. I might have been claimed by Adam, but I would still have a couple of angry foster parents if I showed up too late. They had never mentioned a curfew like the Smiths had for me, but I didn’t want to push my luck—especially since I was still saving to move out on my own—or maybe I wouldn’t make it that far. My next residence could very well be the abandoned mansion in the woods—where the man I had fallen for planned to spend the rest of his days.

  “I should go home…” I walked over and hugged him.

  “Yes, you’ll need to get plenty of rest—you have to work tomorrow.” He wrapped his arms around me and chuckled.

  “Right, my job.” I leaned back and smiled. “I need to be well rested in case we decide to read a book or watch a movie.”

  “Or—mop the floors.” He grinned. “There’s still some actual work that needs to be done.”

  “Whatever you want, but…” I bit down on my bottom lip. “If we just end up going upstairs, I won’t complain.”

  “I bet you won’t.” He pressed his lips to my forehead. “Drive safe. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

  I hugged Adam again and then walked towards the door. I looked back at him one last time before I left. I didn’t see any hint of the beast anymore. He smiled—laughed—and seemed so full of life. It was a shame that he would never be able to have a normal life because of the crown he gave up. Once I got back to my foster parents’ house, I wasn’t as tired as I was when I left the mansion. I sat down in front of the family computer and looked up the Kingdom of Ruilan. There wasn’t much current information available. It was mostly historical stuff and details about the Rosemont family. I found a tribute to the prince that they lost—the prince that wasn’t really gone. They even had a picture of the girl his father had chosen for him to marry—she was very pretty and the daughter of a diplomat from Greece. Apparently she really wanted to be a princess and later a queen, because she married Adam’s brother once he was in line for the throne. It seemed like a strange tradition—but I was glad that Adam didn’t allow his family to shackle him to a life he didn’t want with a woman he didn’t love.

  I used to dream about being a princess when I was a little girl—but I would never want a crown that came with that kind of price…

  Twelve

  Adam

  I was without my beauty again, but I could taste her on my lips—smell her perfume on my sheets—and feel her warmth if I closed my eyes. I told her my secret because I couldn’t take her into my bed until she knew the truth, but I still feared the moment. It was the final test of my emotional stability, and I was scared of failing it. I finally gave in, and instead of failing, I felt even more alive. It was possible to live two lives—the one in the past with the woman I married—and the one in the present that would give way to the future. The beast mourned the memory of my beloved long enough for me to believe I could move on. My heart burned for Anabelle, and she was my only focus, because she led me to redemption. The connection we shared was destiny and fate—I didn’t think it was possible to experience it twice, but I was the luckiest man who ever drew breath. I was reborn.

  There may be no life for me outside of these walls, but I will savor every second that I spend behind them now—it’s no longer darkness that calls my name.

  * * *

&n
bsp; The next day

  “You’re a little later than normal.” I pretended to look at my watch, even though I wasn’t wearing one, when Anabelle approached.

  “I was so tired when I left you last night, but I couldn’t sleep when I got home.” She leaned in for a hug. “I spent some time looking up Ruilan—curiosity I guess.”

  “Ah, did you get to read all about the flourishing paradise I escaped?” I chuckled under my breath. “Want some tea?”

  “Sure.” She nodded and followed me into the kitchen. “There wasn’t much information online. It was mostly historical stuff. I did see the tribute they posted about you—and the woman you were supposed to marry.”

  “Alena Kostas—she married my brother.” I nodded and shrugged. “She was a nice girl, but she didn’t have much personality.”

  “You actually met her?” Anabelle raised an eyebrow.

  “Yes, she visited Ruilan a lot when she was growing up. Her parents did business with my kingdom, so they were always invited to stay whenever they wanted.” I filled my teapot with water and put it on the stove.

  “Is that how it normally works?” Anabelle leaned against the counter. “You said your mother’s family was wealthy, and it sounds like Alena’s family was too. Does the royal family just arrange marriages based on monetary gain?”

  “Beauty, good genetics, and wealth—the third is only important if you have the first two.” I nodded and turned towards her. “My family is very particular when it comes to marriage. They want to keep the royal family genetically superior to everyone else in Ruilan. That’s why wives and husbands are chosen, and love is not part of the process. The legends say that we are descended from actual giants—Goliath is supposedly in our family tree.”