Surrender: Ultra Alpha Age Play ABDL Romance by D.D. Wyatt Page B

okay. I liked it. A lot.”
    “Yeah? Me too. Now, shhh. You need to sleep and I need to go to work.”
    “What? You haven’t even slept!”
    “Military training baby girl. I can go days with no sleep. But, not you. I’ll be home by 2. You won’t even know I’m gone.”
    “What about me? Shouldn’t I go to work?”
    “ NO . You don’t work there anymore. I don’t want you around the bar. I’ll find you a different job, something better. Don’t worry little Kat. Just sleep.”
    He rubbed my back and my hair until the tiny white sheep danced in my head.

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    Jesse was sound asleep next to me when I woke up. There was a deep throbbing both in my ass but even more down deep inside my body from the rough fuck of that alpha cock he keeps hidden somehow inside those pants.
    God damn it. I’m not going to walk right for a week.
    I winced as I tried to quietly climb out of the bed without waking him. But, ex-Green Beret’s don’t really sleep I’ve come to realize.
    “Where you going?” Just his voice, his eyes didn’t open and his body as still as a statue. He was so fucking perfect laying there, his body longer than the bed and his t-shirt stretched deliciously over the indents and protrusions of his muscular body.
    “I’m just going to take a shower. Go back to sleep.”
    “Come here and give Daddy a kiss first.”
    I leaned back over the bed, and met his soft lips, his tongue taking just a quick swipe into my mouth.
    “Damn it Kat. If I wasn’t so tired…”
    I waited a moment until his breathing was slow and even, then I tip toed into the huge bathroom and turned on the multiple jets inside the giant glass shower.
    After my shower, I slipped my nightie back on. The raised red welts on my bottom still really sore, so I didn’t even look around for panties and went out into the house. Jesse still stone still on the bed.
    The house was perfect. Nothing out of place, everything clean, white, warm wood, soft pillows and windows from floor to ceiling showing off the views from every room. As I walked around, my fingers tranced over pictures he had around of his mom and dad, other family I didn’t recognize. Then, in the library, there was a shelf filled only with pictures of Kent, me and all of us. Years of pictures from when we were all little up until the week before Kent died, Jesse standing there in his full dress Marine uniform back from his deployment in Iraq.
    If I had any doubt before how deep our bond ran, I had none now. I wandered farther, and as soon as I saw the kitchen, my belly turned and rumbled and I realized how long it had been since I had really eaten anything. The kitchen was massive, with huge stainless steel appliances and cargo sized refrigerator and freezer.
    What does one single guy need all this for? I wonder if there is actually any food inside.
    Pulling at the massive refrigerator door, the lights inside illuminated a strange sight that tightened the skin on my back and set my ears buzzing.
    Perfectly lined on the top shelf were five pastel colored baby bottles, each one filled with what looked to be juice and a couple with milk.
    Are those for me? The ‘Daddy’ stuff, the little clothes, the diapers…’His way’. I think I am beginning to see a pattern here.
    I quickly closed the door and just about jumped out of my nightgown as Jesse stood tall and broad behind the refrigerator door.
    “Jesus! God damn it you scared me.” I brought my hand to my chest as my heart beat like a snare drum.
    “Are you hungry?”
    “Yes, but really I’m thirsty. Where are the glasses?” I really needed something cold to drink.
    “Why don’t you go back to your room. There is something I want to show you and I’ll bring you something to drink.”
    “Okay. I mean, I can just get a glass of water…”
    “No. Go back. I’ll be right there.” His calm stern voice made it clear it was going to be a fight if I refused.
    “Alright.” I made my way back down the long