Chapter 7: Call me Daddy.

“ Who touched who now?“ Those words hit Estelle like lightning. She jerked back, out of shame, frustration and lethal embarrassment. There's no way she's gonna talk her way out of this. She sat upright and buried her face in her palms.

“ Who touched who now, Estelle?“ Adrian reiterated. His voice sounded smug as he tilted his head. Meanwhile he sighed internally in relief and also faint disappointment. ' She didn't notice it.

“...“

Despite Adrian's taunts Estelle didn't move or speak. She was in denial.

' No no no no no...' She just couldn't believe it.

' How? when? when did i...' She repeatedly shook her head. She was disappointed in herself. To think she would lay her hands on that vile man. Even if she did it in her sleep she still hated herself for making this mistake.

Adrian continued to watch her with an enigmatic smile. His was waiting for what kind of excuse she would make. He patiently waited till Estelle, who didn't turn to look at him, spoke.

“ Adrian I... I only... I didn't know I... I was cold and I had no blanket.“ She stuttered, her brave self shrank back.

Adrian smiled subtly.

“ If you were cold you could have asked for a blanket, no?“

No response.

He suddenly recalled something that made rejoice inwardly with dark glee.

“ Hey.“ He called out. Estelle was still unresponsive, but He didn't mind as he continued. “ I remember you said you would give me new scars as a penalty for touching you, right?“

Without waiting for Estelle to respond, he continued.

“ Since you were the one who touched me, shouldn't I have a penalty for you too?“

“ Huh?“ Estelle snapped her head back. “ What the f*ck do you mean by penalty?“

“ I mean what I mean.“ He wasn't going to let her escape.

“ B-but that was just a statement! I didn't mean it!“

“ Oh... okay, who cares?“

“ F*ck you!!!“

“ You wish.“

“ Arghh!“ Estelle ruffled her dark hair in frustration.

She took a deep breath and all her negative emotions vanished, she wasn't a warrior for nothing. She looked at Adrian and asked in a low and wary tone.

“ This penalty of yours, what is it?“ She couldn't help but feel like she was being scammed.

“ Hmmm...“ Adrian caressed his non-existent beard as he appeared to be in a deep thought. For some reason, this annoyed her.

“ Hmmmmmm...“ Adrian let out an exaggerated hum again. Estelle breathed out as if to calm herself. She was barely stopping herself from strangling this man.

This continued for three whole minutes before Adrian spoke. The words he spoke almost made her shift and pounce on him.

“ Call me Daddy.“

“ WHAT!???“ Estelle let out shrill scream that shook the whole room. Adrian covered his ears with a wince but he still had a subtle smile on his face.

Estelle's breathing was ragged from anger.

“ Repeat that.“

“ Hmm?“

“ Adrian I said repeat that.“

“ I said Call me Daddy-“

Whoosh!

As soon as Adrian finished those words he found Estelle straddling him with her hands on his throat. Her golden eyes were gleaming with rage. Her wolf was close to coming out.

Despite the situation, Adrian was not worried in the slightest. In fact he even added.

“ Call me Daddy for a week.“

Estelle let out an enraged growl, her eyes were like that of a predator. “ That better be a damn joke Adrian Lucas.“

“ What if I told it isn't? what are you going to do?“ He turned his head sideways revealing his sharp jawline and his collarbone that was glistening. He was unbothered by Estelle's rage as he had seen it many times.

“ You...“

Adrian smiled. “ Yes me.“ He knew she hadn't fully recovered, even if she did she wouldn't harm him unless he crossed the line. Although Estelle didn't show it, she was grateful to him for saving her life. But as Adrian said before, he didn't need her gratitude. He wanted something else.

She trembled even further at Adrian's taunt. He knew she couldn't harm him and he was taking advantage of that, just as she was about to speak she noticed something poking her butt.

“ Get. Your. Hands. off my butt you fucking satyr!“

She yelled at him.

Adrian.

He laughed.

She was confused until...

He raised both of his hands and swept his hair back. His tongue licking his lips as he stared at her. He was waiting for her to solve this simple puzzle he set up.

Estelle's brain lagged.

“ Eh?“

' Wait... that's not his hand... it's definitely not his leg either... is it 'that' thing? but no... how is this possible, how...'

Slowly and almost robotically, she turned her head and looked over her shoulder. Her mouth went dry and her pupils dilated because of what she saw. Even her body lost it's strength overnight.

“ Good Lord...“ She subconsciously muttered. Saliva dripped out of the corner of her mouth as she gulped.

' Is that even real?'

That thing, was roughly nine inches. When she imagined that thing entering her, something warm pooled in her lower abdomen. Estelle continued to stare at Adrian's d*ck as if hypnotized by it until a voice shook her out of her trance.

“ Like what you see?“

“ Aaakh!!!“ She screamed as if she was caught doing something bad and jumped off Adrian's body. She hastily skedaddled to the other end of the bed.

She felt something wet and sticky near her inner thighs.

“ Monster...“ Estelle said in a low, mosquito like voice. “ You, you're not normal at all.“

“ Ah, it seems like Excalibur has scared you Estelle.“ As he spoke those words 'it' bobbed up and down as nodding in agreement.

“ Excalibur? More like a biological defect.“

“ W-what?“ Adrian couldn't believe his ears. What did she just call his nine inch little brother?

“ A biological defect, that's what it is.“

Adrian's mouth hung open. His wolf, Gelid was attempting to shift.

Estelle's thighs were rubbing against each other. Her mind kept thinking about impure things. She tried to resist, but she failed miserably every time. Frustrated, she curled up and decided to sleep, completely disregarding Adrian's presence.

Meanwhile Adrian, was a catatonic state. His brain was struggling to cope with what Estelle had told him. His pride... it had been trampled on.

“ Biological defect.“ He laughed hoarsely and lowered his head, his expression was darker than a lightless abyss.

“ Biological defect.“ He repeated again. His shoulders started trembling before moving upwards and downwards. He was laughing.

“ Biological defect, she called it a biological defect.“ Was he making a big deal out it? yes he was. No man would want their dick to be called a biological defect or perhaps, a worm.

“ We will see...“