Novel & Cerita Fem Percy Jackson Fanfiction Overprotective Daddy Poseidon

I don't follow all the wedding rules and walk quickly to Cosmo, dragging my father who huffed displeased with my eagerness to get to my fiance. Cosmo finds me a few steps away and Dad reluctantly hands me over to him, I could see the distress in his eyes, even though he tried very hard not to show it. “Persephone is my life,” Cosmo says firmly. Dad nods and starts to walk away, but I grab his hand and meet his tortured gaze. "Thanks for being the best dad in the world!" I throw myself into his arms and he holds me tightly, I hear the deep breath as if he is trying to memorize my scent in his mind.

He was the exact image of the Greek god, given the right contours and molded to the god's explicit image. "So, I was thinking we go over to the gym and you know," Katrina intoned. "Don't you have a boyfriend, Katrina?" I was appalled. "No, not for me. For you.." ******* I did have a crazy friend. I should have turned down her nonsensical scheme but I was obliged to know how Poseidon would react to me. We began to plan towards it, hoping for it to be implemented. "Your friend tells me that you have a problem," Poseidon said walking over to me as he brushed his damped hair which had fallen over his forehead.

All I thought about that moment was to let him touch me. He took out handcuffs and handicapped me close to the bed. He was one dominant man but I found myself enjoying his moves and wanted more. “ Call me Daddy.” He drawled as his eyes travelled through my body lustfully. “ I want you Daddy…” I had no idea where all these lustful words were coming from but I guess you act differently when you take alcohol. He groaned as if those words charged him as he raised my crop top to blindfold my eyes revealing my perky breasts before him.

I shoved him back by his shoulders. "You think that'll work?" I hissed while wiping my mouth. You won't find any answers you like here. Aodhan isn't yours; he's mine! He's my baby." "Who's his father?" Dimitri questioned. "I don't have to tell you anything!" I repeated, "For all you know, he could be Zeus's." The look on Diitri's face turned thunderously angry. He grabbed me and pushed me against the side of my house, glaring into my soul.

I think I'm on the other side of hell. "Good morning, Miss! The weather is pretty, just like you!" A guy's flirtatious voice distracted me in a sudden. I turned to him, he's a muscular man with chestnut hair. I was about to make a reply but Aphrodite blocked his way to me. "Back off, Poseidon!" She laughingly dismissed him before she grabbed my wrist to leave that space and ignored the man named or should i say coded after the God of Sea who kept on calling us.

Going through that hell in Atlantis had made my little boy grow up too fast. On our very first night on Olympus, he held my hand and whispered: "Mommy, it’s my turn to protect you from now on." Learning that I was the daughter of Zeus didn't shock him too much. As I trained under my father to awaken my godly bloodline and master my divine powers, Astro sat quietly by my side, unlocking his own terrifyingly brilliant divine potential. Zeus gazed at his grandson, stroking his hair with deep pride as he told me:

I couldn't be as composed as him. "Iris." His voice was quiet. His eyes were steady on mine. "Calm down." "I'm trying to." My voice cracked. "Iris, breathe." I breathed. Chloe's footsteps crossed the marble entrance, her voice moving through the house. "Dad? Hello?" The patio door slid open. Chloe stepped out. Her eyes went to her father first, towel around his waist, shirt in hand, hair wet, then to me, soaking, no shoes, hair dripping, standing three feet from the pool edge like I'd just climbed out of it.

Poseidon bent me over the altar's edge, legs spread and rebound loosely, fucking my pussy from behind while I sucked Zeus off, Hades's fingers in my ass, twisting, stretching. 'Gonna fist you next, see that hole gape.' His threat sent shivers through me, but he settled for four fingers, pumping in rhythm with Poseidon's slams. 'Sloppy seconds for the sea god, huh? Still tight enough to milk me dry.' Poseidon smacked my ass repeatedly, each hit leaving handprints, the sting blending into the pleasure until I was begging, 'Harder... punish me, please.' Zeus gripped my hair, pulling my head back to meet his eyes while I slurped his cock.

Her breath hitched at the sensation, her body reacting to his touch in ways she couldn’t fully understand. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear, sending goosebumps across her skin. “You didn’t respond to Daddy,” he whispered, his voice a mix of teasing and possessiveness. “You have a punishment waiting for you.” Hazel’s legs quivered, and she gripped the table in an attempt to steady herself as his words lingered in her mind. “I’m going to make you drip,” he continued, his voice low and filled with promise, sending a wave of heat through her.

One of his hands slid around my waist, pulling me closer, while the other pressed boldly against my ass, holding me up like I weighed nothing at all. I buried my face against his shoulder, clutching him desperately. “Thank you. Thank you so much, Hades.” I couldn’t see his face, but I knew he was smiling. His arms tightened around me, pleased to be the one holding me. I let the tears fall, and he only drew me closer. This was so stupid, Violet. I thought. Crying in the arms of your ex’s father. A man older than you, a man who could ruin the world and look bored doing it. A man everyone said was dangerous. And yet his chest was warm against my face.