Page 149 of Monster Daddies

I could stay wrapped in his arms and never feel alone.

I could stay curled up in his lap and always have my Daddy to take care of me.

I could discover all the little things he needed and wanted, even if he didn’t realize it.

I could show him how important he was and give him the mate he’d always wanted.

He’d been looking for me.

Rocking against him, I shifted my arms so I could hold him tight as I kissed his neck. “What… what do you want?”

Pushing back on hiswe need to talkstuff was automatic, but I knew he was right when I realized he hadn’t said if he was top, bottom, or vers.

He must’ve heard that in my voice because he chuckled and squeezed my ass again. “I’m vers if that’s what you’re trying to figure out, and no, you didn’t forget that point, we just hadn’t gotten to it yet. I wasn’t worried because I like both, so I figured we’d get around to addressing that point too.”

Most guys expected me to bottom and I liked that, so I didn’t mind, but the idea of sinking into Malik the first time was pushing at me. It was the same urge that had kept me rambling around the country, sometimes living in my car and sometimes in hotels.

This wasn’t chasing me toward some imaginary need, though.

This was for my mate.

So many things had fallen neatly into place and I felt like I could float away I was so light, but only if my mate came with me.

My Malik.

My Daddy.

“You’re my Daddy as well as my mate.” I wasn’t sure if that changed things. He said vers but sometimes that wasn’t how a Dom felt in the moment.

Malik huffed.

Oops.

“Would you like to explain what one thing has to do with another?” Malik’s voice said I needed to be careful even if the deep tone was sexy.

“Nothing.” No questioning Daddy’s honesty, got it. “You said you were vers and you gave me wonderful options to choose from for us to be together.”

Not wanting to fuck things up and make him question what I wanted, I kissed his neck again and focused on my mate. “You’re my mate. That means we’re right together.”

We could still unfortunately fuck things up, but we weren’t going to do that.

Before he could start to push on thewe need to talktopic again, because I could hear the wheels in his head moving in that direction, I rocked over him again and started nibbling up his neck and nuzzling against his soft hair. “That means you want me to claim you as much as I want to be claimed later.”

He wanted a mate and everything that came along with it, and I wasn’t going to question that.

Playing with his ear, I marveled at the softness and the way it was almost smooth. “You’re going to be pleased to know that my knowledge of important bits of your anatomy is more extensive than what it means to be Caladrius.”

That got a bark of laughter from him and another smack to my ass. “I was wondering when you were going to ask where my dick was.”

Hidden.

It was in an internal sheath, protected in his body until he was ready to be with his partner. It was a fun evolutionaryadaptation that I’d actually drawn a couple of times because penises were fun no matter what shape and size they came in. The fact that it was self-lubricating because of it was a wonderful thing too.

But we’d explore that part next time.

“Don’t worry. I’d have asked questions about that if I’d been confused.” It’d have probably been Little me asking odd questions but it would’ve come out eventually.

He chuckled again, stroking his hands back up my back and pushing my shirt higher. “I’m glad. You wouldn’t need to have wondered for much longer, though. Just having you wiggling over me is sexy as fuck.”