Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 52241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
“Oh?” I was suddenly all ears—Jack had never hinted at a failed romance in his past. “What happened to her?”
He looked away, fixing his eyes on the road.
“I failed her. She…had a problem while I was away, working a job to pay for our wedding. And, well…she had to find another man to help her.”
“Huh?” I was completely confused about this. “Are you saying she cheated on you?”
“Not because she wanted to—she literally had no choice,” Jack said earnestly. “By the time I got back, it was too late. She was pregnant with his child and they were mated—I mean married. I had no say in any of it.” He shook his head sadly. “It’s one reason I moved East with your father and mother and stayed there for so long—until I heard she moved away and I could come back here, to my old stomping grounds.”
“That’s terrible, Jack.” I put a hand on his arm, looking up at him earnestly. “I’m so sorry—I had no idea you had something like that happen to you.”
He shook his head dismissively.
“It’s all in the past and I’m just an old bachelor now. I never wanted another woman after Jessica left me. And now, well—it’s too late to have a family.”
“No, it’s not. You have me—we have each other,” I reminded him. Pressing close, I laid my head on his broad shoulder. “I’ll stay with you for as long as you want me, Daddy Jack,” I murmured. “Forever, if you’ll let me.”
“Oh, Princess…” He sighed and nuzzled the top of my head affectionately with his prickly chin. “That’s very sweet of you.”
“I’m curious, though,” I said to him after a long, happy moment of snuggling. “What were you and that horrible guy—that Drake—talking about back in the grocery store? When he said he could smell my ‘Heat Cycle’ and you told him I wasn’t a ‘Were.’ What did that mean?”
I felt Daddy Jack stiffen against me.
“That was…just the way the men in town talk, Princess,” he said. “Don’t worry about it—it doesn’t mean anything.”
Something told me he was lying—trying to put me off for some reason. But I still felt bad about the terrible story he’d told me—the lost love of his life, who had cheated on him and gotten pregnant with another man’s baby while he was off working to pay for their wedding. What a terrible blow! No wonder he’d been a bachelor all these years.
Forget about that Were stuff. Whatever it is, it probably isn’t important, I told myself. It probably doesn’t even affect you.
I had no idea how wrong I was, but I was soon to find out…
SIX
It happened that very night as I tossed and turned on the old red couch—the dream came to me for the first time. But it wasn’t the usual nightmare about my parents’ death—this dream was new and strange and it came in such vivid detail I could barely tell it from reality.
I found myself outside the cabin. I was standing on the wooden front porch and staring up in the sky. Overhead, a huge silver moon, as round as a pregnant belly was rising over the trees. A soft wind went sighing through the treetops and I felt it slide sensuously over my bare skin.
Wait a minute—bare skin? Looking down, I saw to my surprise that I was naked—completely naked. The moonlight painted my bare flesh a silvery color and a voice whispered in my ear,
“Your time of ripening is here. You must be knotted…knotted and bred. Your belly must swell with life by the next full moon.”
What was this mysterious voice saying and what did it mean? I didn’t know anything about “knotting” and “breeding.” And how could my belly swell? I was still an innocent virgin.
In the dream, my breasts seemed to grow heavy and then I saw something strange—a clear, sticky liquid was leaking from my turgid nipples. My pussy felt hot and wet too and when I looked between my thighs, I saw I was leaking there too. But the liquid coming from my swollen pussy wasn’t clear—it was a pearly white cream that looked a lot like cum.
I knew because I had seen cum in the porn I sometimes watched out of curiosity, though it had never excited me before. Nothing had, until Jack came back into my life.
But there can’t be cum in my pussy, I thought, feeling confused. I’ve never been fucked before. How can there be cream in me when I’ve never even had a man’s cock up inside me?
But even as I had that thought, I felt something enter me—something big and thick was sliding between my nether lips and finding its way to the mouth of my pussy.
“On your knees,” the voice which had spoken to me earlier commanded. “On your knees for breeding!”