45. Before – one last time

"Then you mustn't learn or say the words or Hunter will fall in love with Jesse, okay, baby girl?" Arc winked at me as he asked. I rolled my eyes. Judith nodded vigorously, that one is settled.

"Now, what about dick and puss?" My eyes twitched, Caleb is dead meat.

"Oh this is good," Arc laughed, shutting up when he saw my murderous glare. "Ahem," he cleared his throat, "remember how I told you there are a lot of imbeciles in this world?"

"And we don't believe or listen to the words of foolish undestinise morons?" She asked twinklingly.

"Undester-what?"

"Shh," Arc shushed me, "yes, baby, Uncle Caleb is one of the highest fool degree holder, graduated with high honours and is currently doing his masters. Don't listen to what he says or you will be infected with his folly and stupidity."

"And Hunter won't like me if I'm foolish, right?" She giggled.

"Right, baby, right." He said with a decreet smirk.

"Did you use the words to get mummy to love you too?" Judith asked curiously with wide eyes filled with curiosity. I gulped as my face heated up.

"Your mother hated me, but after I let the words manifest…" he wiggled his brows at me, "she fell in love with me and we had you."

"Yay! Do you get to use it a lot?"

Arc smirked lopsidedly, "I don't know, honey, do I?" He asked me.

"I hate you." I muttered. He heard it and laughed.

"Don't worry, baby, when you get older, your favourite part would be the screams." He said amidst his laugh.

Dear me!

"Okay, mummy, please continue your story, what happened next?" Arc sped to my side and sat behind me, resting his back on the headboard. I shifted away from him, he was up to something sneaky.

"So, Judith, now the leader led her men into a lot of rescue missions, stealing from the wicked rich and giving to the poor. Her parents were killed like she expected, so she dedicated her time to making the king miserable by invading his lands and plans, stealing his items and giving or selling them out. Her magic had gotten stronger over the years, making them unstoppable."

"Will her name be Beyonce or Judithhood?" She asked ecstatically. My eyes widened as Arc finally made known his intention. He stylishly ran his hand around my hip, the one Judith couldn't see.

"Er…y…no, she called herself The Mask Menace, so no one would know it was Judith the beautiful maiden of the once glorious king…oh shit… I mean, the king destroyed her village in anger…" I started stammering as beads of sweat formed in my head, he had successfully found his way to my sex under my short skirt. The man was delusional.

"Mummy, why are you stammering?"

"Nothing, I'm trying to come up with the plot so you'd…oh my goodness! I mean, Judith…shit!…" He was messing with my head, twisting and curling my nub with his fingers, grazing the surface of my G-spot with his little finger. I shifted slightly to get away from him, he used the same style to pull me back.

I had to force myself to continue the story about how she met Hunter, a fearless and the most powerful king in that universe, though he never came looking for trouble. How they fell in love and he helped defeat the evil king. While I was telling the story, Arc's fingers worked magic, G-spotting me, twisting and teasing my kernel rhythmically, prying my folds open and plunging into my wet sex. It made it so difficult to breathe, I couldn't moan because of my daughter. Arc was nuts torturing me like that.

"That was the best story, mummy, will you tell me another one?" The innocent girl asked, unaware of what her father was making me pass through.

"No, baby, I have to sleep, I feel dizzy."

"Is that why you have been sweating? Plus," she sniffed the air, "something smells wet and odd."

Damn dog!

"Okay, baby, goodnig…"

"Stay with me! Please, you should both hold me until I sleep, please?" I doubled over on the bed as my orgasm came in floods.

"Heh heh, sure," I chuckled nervously. Arc slipped his hand away, chuckling darkly. I glanced at him over my shoulder, he was licking his fingers clean.

"Bastard." I cursed telepathically. He winked at me. I rolled my eyes back to my confuse girl. She looked between me and him with mouth gaping.

"Mummy, is there something going on that I don't know? You look tense."

"She's fine, sharp mouth, just pissed at me." The idiot winked at me again, this time, flashing a toothy grin my way.

"I don't even wanna know," she said with hands up, "sleep time."

The sleeping was a miracle. I stayed at the other side while she slept between us. Crooned for minutes before both of them became drowsy, Arc even slept before her.

"Mummy," she whispered, I stroked her hair to tell her I was there, "grandma says I won't make it if I save him, I don't mind though because I know he is meant for little sister, not me."

"Huh? What grandma?"

"Grandma sugarberry apricot," she giggled with a whisper. I chuckled and lowered my head on the pillow, her pretty pink pillow. "Mum, I love you and daddy so much, even if I don't always act like I love daddy," she suddenly sobbed, "I'll miss you."

"Baby, what is this again? Don't cry, I'm not going anywhere." I assured her, tears coming to my own eyes.

"You won't understand, you can't understand because your ears and reasoning has been shut. But don't worry, I won't let little sister's mate die, he'll be fine and so will you. I still love you though, you and daddy."

"And we do too," I kissed her wet cheek and then wiped it all away. She went to sleep after that. I stayed up for a little longer before sleep took me.