Lunar Goddess

First morning

Rory:

I woke up the next day. Her curvy body curled up next to mine. I laid there looking at my angel sleeping. Last night was the best night of my life. She exceeded anything and everything I dreamed of. She was sweet and innocent but also naughty and dirty all at the same time. I absolutely loved it.

Yes, she was a virgin in definition. She was used and abused before. Thought about how to please someone in every other way. I hated that part, but it wasn't her fault. It angered me that she had to endure that. Never again will my Nyx have to go through that again. I will kill the man who tries.

I gently kissed her forehead. “Wake up, my love. It’s time to start your new life.”

“Huh?” she said as she woke up. She rubbed her eyes. “Rory.” She smiled. “I thought you and well, everything was a dream.”

“Oh my sweet, this is not a dream. I'm real and you are here with me. You are High Luna of the entire wolf nation.” I said, pulling her in close and kissing her.

She giggled. “ I'm so happy. I can't believe this is real.”

“‘I’m happy too.. I would love to lay here in bed with you all day, but we have a bunch of things to do today,”

She looked puzzled. “Like what?

“Well, you need clothes and shoes, don't you? I got lucky last night when that dress fits you. You have your own style and taste. I want you to choose your own wardrobe, “ I explained.

“Shopping!” She perked up. “I never got to go shopping after Cane became king. He wanted me to dress a certain way just to please him. I certainly never got to wear anything as fancy as i did last night.”

“The stuff you got last night was only the beginning, babe.” I said, trying to be charming.

She giggled. “You keep calling me different pet names. Can you find one that sticks?” She said, then continued talking. “ Before we go anywhere, we have to settle on what special name for each other and stick to it.”

“Baby. You are most definitely my baby. I will always look after you and take care of you.” I said, pulling her close.

“Well.. In that case, if I am your baby, and you promise to take care of me, I will call you daddy,” she said and gently kissed me. “Daddy. Yep, you're my daddy.”

I laughed. “ You are my baby, and I am your daddy. Now, be a good girl and take a shower.” Then I got up and lifted her in my arms. I carried her to the shower room.

“Oh daddy,” she said and started giggling.

I am not going to lie. Taking a shower with her wasn't one of my brightest ideas. I just couldn't stop looking at her naked body. I wanted to see it as much as possible. I wanted to know every inch of her skin. I was still holding her and turned on the water. I carried her the rest of the way into the stall. There was no reason to undress her. We were still naked from the night before. I gently placed her on her feet and watched as the water began to cascade down her body. I gently washed her, focusing on every nook and cranny. Memorizing them and getting the smell of her old life off her. She began to moan as I washed her.

“I want you.” She gasped.

I couldn't contain myself. I pinned her against the shower stall and took her right then and there. It wasn’t long. Like I said, we had things to do.

After we finished, I quickly washed both of us again. I turned off the water and handed her a towel. I had another surprise for her. I led her to the dressing room. “For the moment, this will have to do for clothing.” I opened the door and led her in.

She gasped at the sight before her. “ For me! Do we really need to go shopping?” Before us was a huge walk-in closet bigger than most people's bedrooms. It had modern lighting and shelving. I also doubled as a dressing room with chairs, mirrors, and a makeup area. It was already almost full of the finest brand named clothes. “

“When did you have time to do all this?” She turned around and looked at me with eyes full of excitement.

“ I have my ways.” I crossed my arms and gave her a little smirk. I nodded towards the

clothing and said. “Now find yourself something to wear.”

“Yes daddy.” she said and headed towards the clothes. A few minutes later, she came out. I was already dressed by then in my usual dress slacks and button-up shirt.

“Is this oK? It's not too simple, is it? Oh, you look so nice, and i look well...” She looked at me with uncertainty in her eyes.

“Nothing looks simple when you are wearing it. You're always going to look perfect to me.” I reassured her.

She is so shy and self-conscious. Her insecurity upset me. It made me worried. Was she really ready for this life? If she is shocked by just the fancy stuff i can buy, can she handle the dangerous, not so fancy stuff. There was no turning back now. She had to be, and it starts today. We left and headed for the first day of her new life.