A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Erik noticed her hesitation and cocked an eyebrow. "Oh?"

He truly hadn't expected her to still hesitate at this point. Curious, he leaned forward and gripped her chin possessively, a lustful grin on his lips. "Do you need more convincing, little Leia? I truly am busy, but I'm not leaving this room until you are fully mine."

"Ah~!" Leia muttered absentmindedly, her eyes locked onto his. She obviously knew what he meant by convincing her, and the previous few hours had already burned the desire for more into her being.

Heat flushed through her body, and her eyes then drifted down to Erik's naked waist to look at the object of her desire, the weapon that broke the wall she'd put around herself, and the staff that subjugated her.

For a moment, Erik saw an idea flash through her eyes… but then she quickly shook her head—or as much as she could with Erik gripping her chin.

"N— No! T— That's not necessary, Daddy," she pouted, as if disappointed. "I already belong to you, and I'd love to be bonded to you in any way you wish."

A slightly lustful smirk then replaced her pout. "I— I'd love for Daddy to convince me more, but I don't want to waste your time if you're busy…"

Erik saw the truth in her eyes and nodded, yet his curiosity only rose. Releasing her chin, he sat back again, once more leaning on his knees as he looked down at her questioningly. "I believe you. But then why the hesitation?"

A difficult expression appeared on her face. "I—" she stammered awkwardly, clearly not sure how to begin. "I do want it, just… maybe tomorrow?"

Erik narrowed his eyes, leaning closer again. "Didn't you just say something about not wasting my time? Stop beating around the bush, and just tell me what's going on, Leia. Do you want me to punish you?"

Leia actually paled a little, as if the prospect of a punishment from her Daddy truly scared her. Erik was surprised, if only because he'd never really punished her before, yet decided to just roll with it.

"N— No!" she quickly denied. "I just—" She gulped, but quickly got her thoughts in order, not wanting to anger her Daddy. "I— It's about my brother…"

Erik cocked an eyebrow. "What about Ankhur?"

Now that the train was out of the station, Leia sighed and shared her thoughts. "I haven't treated him particularly well, Daddy. He supported me against my parents, but… even he faltered once."

She looked at Erik sheepishly. "This was just before I… became the Leia you met. In fact, it was what led to it, I think."

Erik chuckled dismissively, and Leia continued with a miserably shrug. "Anyway, Ankhur tried to convince me once to just follow our parents' will after two years of supporting me unconditionally. I— I became very angry and accused him of becoming another one of Fatima's puppets."

She sighed again. "I stormed out, changed myself, and we didn't talk for a while, yet Ankhur kept supporting me anyway. It was then that I realised he didn't try to convince me in Fatima's name, but rather because he could see how miserable I was getting. He didn't betray me, he was just misguided by the idea that complying would make me happy in the long term."

Then she pouted guiltily. "But… I never talked to him about it, and our relationship became a little colder ever since. He might still think I haven't forgiven him, even though there's nothing to forgive."

Leia looked up at Erik, genuine gratitude erupting from her gaze and a bright smile from her lips. "If you hadn't come along, I might never have broken free from the spiral of misery I was in, Daddy! I felt guilty and awkward for what happened, so I was afraid to talk to him about it, but I was an idiot!"

Erik watched her emotional journey with fascination—he truly was curious to see exactly how the last few hours had affected her. Still, he was also becoming a little impatient. "I'm glad you came to this realisation and are planning to do something about it, but what's your point?"

"W— Well…" Leia pouted, now poking her fingers together awkwardly. "One of your promises included being surrounded by the people I care about… and I want to reignite my sibling relationship with my brother! B— But if I take a major life decision like this without talking to him first, I feel like it would set a bad precedent… Plus, he might get angry at Daddy if he finds out after it's already happened."

Now she looked up at him pleadingly, and actually wrapped her arms around one of his legs. "I promise, talking to him won't change anything! A— And if you want to mark me now anyway, then I won't resist! But… if you let me talk to him before I become officially yours, I think I can get him to accept it without resenting either of us! B— Because I don't want to hide who I belong to now!"

Erik blinked slowly… then smirked slightly. If she could really do that, that would actually be extremely helpful. He preferred to maintain a good relationship with Ankhur—partially because he actually liked his father-in-law, but mostly for the cohesion of his empire—and he'd expected to rely on Naeku for calming him after finding out about Leia… but if Leia could actually do as promised, that would be much better.

"Alright, Leia," he finally nodded, still smirking. "I'll give you a day to settle things with Ankhur before you officially become mine." Leia's face lit up with joy, but Erik wasn't done yet as the smirk on his face widened. "But… you'll need to pay a small price."

Before she could ask what, Erik stood up from the bed and leaned down to pull Leia's face up to his still-exposed cock. "When you go to Ankhur, I want my cum sloshing around in your stomach, just so you remember who you already belong to. Maybe his omnisense will even be able to pick it up…"

He truly did like Ankhur, but… there was this little devil inside him that was hard to ignore sometimes.

Leia's face flushed brightly, yet her eyes wouldn't move from his cock-head. "I— You'll make my job much harder, Daddy…" she muttered absentmindedly, despite already moving a little closer.

"But not impossible?" Erik asked, grinning.

Rather than answer, Leia lunged forward to take his tip inside her mouth, then shook her head while looking up at him.

"Heh, good girl," Erik chuckled, and gripped the back of her head. "Now, hands behind your back… I want to be a little rough."

***

Ten minutes later, he left Leia's room. Behind him, a cum-drunk Leia was sweeping every white glob she could find into her mouth. "I won't disappoint you, Daddy!" she cried out after him.

Chuckling, Erik adjusted his pants and left without answering. 'She still has a lot to learn about how to please me, but at least she's eager. I'll have a lot of f—'

Suddenly, with his mind still filled with thoughts of the new daddy's princess slut he'd acquired, one of the worst things he could imagine happened.

"Father?"

Alice suddenly contacted him through the familial bond Elora had created between them. He instantly stopped in his tracks, and a shiver of disgust travelled through his spine as he desperately compartmentalised what just happened with Leia to separate it from his very real, very non-sexual daughter.

Fortunately, Emily had given him at least a little practice on this, and Alice knew never to call him that word…