I shifted the moment my paws touched the sandy beach of an uninhabited island. I had never heard the ocean in person before, but it was an interesting sound—more like a roar, actually. The wet sand squished between my toes and I stared at the moon's reflection on the ocean's rippling surface.

"Daddy, I know you're here." I stated loudly, and my ears flicked when I heard a soft grunt.

I turned around and noticed that my daddy was sitting on a boulder near the ocean's edge. I hurried over to him and hopped up onto the smaller rock, then plopped down on it when I realized there wasn't enough room on the big boulder for two people and Daddy wasn't wanting to have me sit on his lap.

"How did you find me?" quietly asked Daddy, the white moon reflecting in his honey-gold eyes.

"Papa told me about magic wavelengths. I know yours very well, so I found you really quickly."

"Can you not talk about him for awhile?"

I nodded. "Okay. I was only answering your question, though."

Daddy sighed and then quieted. I returned my attention to the dark sea. It was probably kind of clear in the daytime, but it was pitch black now. The gentle breeze brought the smell of fish and salt to my nose. It smelled horrible to me, but I used magic to filter out the fishy stench. I breathed a sigh of relief and bent my left knee to rest my arms on it.

I stared out at the gentle waves for a few minutes, then hopped off my small boulder. The frothy white foam brushed my toes and slid over my feet. The wet sand felt weird beneath my feet, but I kind of liked it. It reminded me of the mud I'd squish my toes in after a rainstorm that I was tossed outside to endure.

To be honest, I kind of wanted to dance and kick my feet despite the somber mood by daddy exuded. Since he wasn't going to speak with me anyway, I decided to whatever I wanted.

I pulled off my shirt and threw it behind me, almost snickering when I heard daddy's grunt of surprise. I began to walk deeper into the water, keeping my tail lifted for the time being, then crouched down to look at the stones and pretty shells that the moonlight was allowing me to see. I cupped the sand underwater, enjoying the weird tension of the water. It was keeping me from moving as fast as I wanted, which was really cool.

My tail wagged and I hopped up, giggling to myself as I ran around in the shallows. The way the water seemed to push back was so interesting and new to me, so I was having a fantastic time. When I ventured a bit deeper, I could suddenly feel Daddy's link reopen and his worry flooded in. I smiled to myself and moved out of the deeper area, then noticed something odd further into the ocean.

"What's that?" I breathed, seeing a large shape move near me.

"Baby!"

Just as he shouted, I used magic to lift the creature out of the water. Since it was, in fact, a shark, I used magic so it could recirculate never-ending water inside itself and that it would never get dry out of water. It stopped thrashing when it realized it could breathe, so I took a few minutes to study it. It was really weird to see a live Great White up close like this.

I placed my hand on its side and noticed its sandpapery skin. Its eyes were inky black and really scary, and I shuddered when I remembered seeing its jaws open as I brought it out of the water. There were hundreds of razor sharp teeth. The shark was a beast of what looked like nearly pure muscle. It was most definitely twice the length of my daddy's full height, which was absolutely terrifying.

I gently eased it back into the water and removed the magic, so it swam away quickly into the dark ocean's depths. I went to turn around, but Daddy snatched me up and cuddled me to his chest.

"D-Daddy?"

He remained silent for a few moments, just breathing in my scent while he held me close. His whole right hand cupped the back of my head and his left arm curled around my waist while that corresponding hand was gripping my left thigh. I clutched onto my dear daddy and buried my face in his neck. Daddy's grip tightened further as he released a heavy exhale.

"I was so scared, baby."

"Why? You and Uncle Andros helped in setting up layers of barriers on my body, and I can use basically an unlimited amount of magic thanks to my unfathomable supply of mana."

Daddy exhaled harshly again and began to trudge back to the boulders. His slacks were soaked now, but he didn't take them off. "I admit those facts slipped my mind, but you really need to be careful, sweetheart."

I giggled. "Thank you for worrying about me, Daddy."

"It is my duty." he murmured, then placed his lips to my head. "Baby boy, has Ambrose told you some things?"

"Mm, you saw from my memories, huh?"

Daddy nodded. "I knew it was rude to poke inside, but I just wanted to know if you were mad at me or disappointed for being this way as your daddy. I am not at all qualified for the task. That was proven years ago when I left you with that bi—!"

"Daddy," I interrupted, "you're mine. You're my lover. Don't talk about qualifications as if you aren't worthy to have me in your arms."

His form began to tremble, so he stopped walking and just hugged me tighter. "Baby, I'm so sorry."

"For what?" I asked softly, gently rubbing his chest. "Daddy, I love you. I love you and, because of that, I want to ease your mind and internal pain. You've stored your pain for a very long time, Daddy. Don't you think it's about time to feel free?"

My beloved daddy sniffled quietly. "Are we going to do the 'Therapy with Anwyll' thing that I've heard the boys talk about?"

I couldn't help my laughter, but I quickly hugged Daddy's neck and kissed his cheek. "Yes, we're going to talk about your past, how it has changed you, and how we're going to move forward together."

I felt his facial muscles move and sensed his little bit of happiness despite his tears. I tucked my head down as he began moving again, then Daddy moved in the opposite direction of the boulders. I used magic go snatch my shirt, then Daddy set my butt on the sandy beach and disappeared into the jungle-like portion of the island.

It made me wonder how many times Daddy has come here. He seemed very familiar with the present danger in the water and he walked unafraid into the island's small jungle. Well, Daddy is much older than me at over three hundred years old, but that doesn't mean he has solved all of his mental and emotional trauma from the past.

How could he, though? I've noticed that my dear daddy is somewhat of a loner and a very private person. When it comes to me, though, that definitely changes. If there's any conversation that mentions me, he's right on top of it if he's around. It makes me really happy that he cares for me and loves me that much.

The oceanic breeze washed over my wet upper body and I noticed my skin prickling. The chilly air was starting to make an impact. I rubbed my arms, then looked up to see my daddy carrying a load of sticks. He set them down nearby, then glanced at me.

"Baby, I'll make a fire. But strip off your wet clothes. I don't want you getting a cold."

"Okay," I replied, then smiled a little. "What about you, Daddy? You're kind of wet too, now."

Daddy's warm honey-gold eyes flicked towards me. "I will get changed in a bit."

I left my boxers on and hung my shorts onto a branch sticking out from an old log behind me. I moved my shirt to the log itself, then plopped down in the sand again next to my daddy. He jumped a bit as the tinder began to burn. The golden flames were most definitely proof of his magic. It was really warm, so that was nice. Daddy built the fire up a bit more, then stripped off his shirt and slacks.

Rather than covertly glancing at my sexy daddy, I blatantly stared at him. Daddy undoubtably noticed my hungry gaze because he chuckled as he settled himself down next to me. I leaned against his left arm, then he moved it and wrapped it around my shoulders. That action had my face pressed against his left pec and my right hand slapped down on his corresponding thick thigh to steady myself.

Daddy chuckled and curled over to kiss my head. "Climb into my lap, baby. I will help us warm up much more quickly."

"Mmkay," I mumbled, then clambered into his lap and settled down with my back against his chest. His arms immediately looped around me. It felt nice to snuggle into his embrace.

Daddy's aura shifted slightly and I sensed the air move, so I glanced over to see that my dear lover's wings were out. They were in a position that cupped the heat and kept it near Daddy and me.

"Thank you, Daddy." I said softly, turning my head and tilting it back.

Daddy hummed when my lips pressed against his short beard, then he moved his head and I was able to press another kiss to his cheek. Daddy's hand slid down to my chest and he kept it there, which made me tremble as a new kind of heat burrowed deeply inside my core.

"Baby," he rumbled, the vibrations from his deep, rough voice making me wet. "You are quite turned on, are you not?"

I grasped his forearm as his hand slipped down into my underwear. I gasped and quivered, baring my throat while trying to hold back my uncontrollable noises of pleasure.

"My," remarked Daddy, the teasing tone sending delicious shivers throughout my form. "Your underwear is absolutely soaked. What a naughty boy."

My face burned, but I loved the way Daddy was talking to me. It was very different from usual.

I peeked at him. His warm honey-gold eyes were burning brighter thanks to flames' light reflecting off his eyes. His smirk was something else, though. I shuddered and clung to my daddy as his claw-tipped fingernails snipped through my underwear. My head was tilted back a bit further with Daddy's fingertips, then my soft mewl was swallowed by his mouth as he claimed my lips.

My body jolted and trembled from the feeling of Daddy's fingers stroking, teasing, and toying with me. From pinching and rubbing my nipples to thumbing my tip, and even gently probing my insides, I was thoroughly groped by my Daddy. I could only hang on while he kissed me into an entirely breathless and weakened state.

To awaken me, Daddy tugged on my tail. I cried out, my waist twisting as I bucked my hips upwards. I gasped against his chest, my own chest heaving while I tried to calm down. His right arm curled around my back and waist to keep me propped up against his chest since my left side was now pressed against it.

"You are truly a naughty little boy, Annie..." teased Daddy, making me blush when I heard Waltz's nickname for me spill from my daddy's lips. He continued, "You are already dripping front and back. What should I do with my naughty boy?"

But while he spoke, his left hand's fingers kept tapping my entrance. It was a weird sensation that made my insides throb while I squirmed. I rubbed my thighs together then received the rumbly order to spread my legs.

"B-but—!"

"But what, baby boy? No one's here other than us. There's no need to be embarrassed."

"Easy for you to say," I mumbled, then slowly spread my legs and tried to hook them around my daddy's knees. I gave that up after a few seconds of struggling, but Daddy praised me with a kiss afterwards.

That wasn't the only reward he gave me. I clung onto my daddy and my howl was muffled as he jerked me to completion. But that wasn't the end of it. Daddy's fingers began to breach my insides, stretching my channel to be able to take his monster again.

"Does that feel good, baby? Your insides are clamping down on my fingers. And you feel so good inside—so hot and wet." he purred into my wolf ears, then nibbled on them to hear the familiar twists in my moans. "Can you feel me, baby? I want to enter you so much that I am barely holding myself back."

I blushed. "Y-you can do it, Daddy. I want you."

"I must prepare you as much as possible. Do you remember when you were sick after Russet broke your wrist?"

A ghostly ache from that memory made me flinch. Daddy kissed my head right away afterwards. "Just be patient, my naughty little wolf. You are so aroused I would have thought you were in heat."

My heart suddenly skipped a beat and I froze, a wave of heat suddenly flooding my system. A craving for something slithered into my mind and my body moved on its own. Daddy grunted when his back hit the sand and his eyes snapped open when he felt my hands extricate his meaty cock.

"Baby?" he whispered, but it was like I had taken a backseat to whatever was controlling my body.

It was too strange, but then my consciousness snapped back into place as my insides were speared by Daddy's massive cock. My shocked howl was twinged with pain, which made Daddy really concerned.

"Baby, take it easy—!"

I panted and excess saliva made a trail down to pool in one of the dales of my Daddy's ridged abs. My tail lifted as the throbbing heat pulsed and grew inside me. I steadied my hands on Daddy's abs, then slowly moved my hips.

"D-Daddy," I gasped, then bit back my delighted moan when I buried his cock to the hilt again. "F-feels good!"

He grunted and his cheeks warmed as I continued to fuck myself on his cock. Daddy's horns appeared as he sat up and hugged me. He shook off the sand and embraced my form, his full lips meeting mine for a dominating kiss that made the heat spread further, burn hotter, and caused my desire to grow.

I think Daddy had realized at this point that I wasn't really in control of myself, mainly because he could see and hear what I was thinking about. But he gave me everything I wanted and more, spoiling me to unconsciousness while I did the same to him.

Daddy and I are really spoiled.