My Viking Daddy - Completed

Chapter 23 - Yrsa's POV

*This chapter was partially written with AI*

After Daddy and I eat breakfast, we cuddle together on the couch and watch cartoons. I catch myself staring at him, but I can't help it. I am so helplessly in love. I just have this feeling that we're meant to be together.

"Princess, you're staring," Bear says almost laughing.

"Sorry," I say as I blush.

"Don't be sorry, pumpkin. I can't help but stare at you either."

Bear stares into my eyes then looks at my lips. I lean closer to his face. He pulls me into a soft then deep kiss. Our tongues find their way to each other as we get more comfortable. I find myself straddling him with his hands on my hips. I start to grind on him and his hands guide me.

I feel my heart beating faster. He presses me harder onto his body. His hands move and he begins caressing my ass. I moan into his mouth and his other hand moves to rub my inner thighs. I squirm away from his touch but he pulls me closer. His hand leaves my ass and I whimper. I feel his hand slip under my shirt to massage my tits. I moan and I lean my head down to kiss his neck.

"Good girl," he whispers into my ear and I moan again.

He pulls my shirt up and kisses my nipple. He nibbles and sucks my nipple while his hands continue to caress my body. I feel his lips on my neck, kissing and biting a tender spot. He runs his fingers along my stomach and I gasp as he reaches my pussy.

“Relax, baby,” he whispers.

I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer to me. Our lips reunite as he rubs circles on my clit. He's so gentle and slow. I feel myself growing wetter by the second.

“Oh, fuck,” I breathe out.

I rest my head on his shoulder as I surrender to his touch.

His kisses move down to my neck as he slowly enters a finger into me. I push myself up and down on his finger. I whimper and moan into his ear. He slips another finger into me as he kisses my cheek.

"Yes, Daddy," I moan loudly.

"That's my good slut. You're doing so well," he says in a husk voice.

It makes my pussy drench his fingers. He chuckles at the feeling of my wetness on him.

"What's funny?" I ask.

He leaves a hickey on my neck. I whimper at the action.

"Oh, nothing. It's just, I'm gonna make you cum over and over," he tells me.

I'm a little nervous. I've never cum more than once in a row, even by myself. My body becomes over stimulated and sensitive. It usually hurts to keep going. I know Daddy is going to push my limits, and I'm perfectly okay with that. I trust him.

"You have such a tight pussy," he whispers in my ear, "So warm and wet. It feels good on my fingers. I can't wait until you're writhing in pleasure, begging for me to stop."

I whimper as I continue riding his fingers as he rubs my clit with his thumb. I arch my back slightly at the sensation. He traces small circles on my clit. It's driving me absolutely crazy.

"Daddy, please," I beg.

"Tell me what you want, slut."

"Faster, Daddy. Please!"