Page 14 of Inherited Castles and Curses

“Snuggles, Daddy. Please.” Silas whined adorably.

“Of course. I’ll always want to cuddle my sweet mates.” Dick be damned. He could wait. We had forever after all.

Chapter twelve

Griffin

“Oh, wow, so many books.” After our amazing blowjobs that morning, Daddy made us all a delicious breakfast before helping us get dressed and bringing us to his old home.

Daddy lived in a small apartment but somehow managed to fit more books inside it than our local library. I was sure of it. I’d never seen so many books—especially ones about vampires. Almost every single book that lined the shelves or that was sitting in a pile atop a random surface had something to do with vampires. It was adorable. . . and slightly concerning.

The more I thought about it, the sadder it made me. Daddy was human, with basically no knowledge of the paranormal world apart from the fact that it existed. He spent decades without his mates- his soul mates- completely alone and unaware we were out there waiting for him. At least Silas and I had each other, but Warren was all alone. It made sense that he threw himself headfirst into anything he could find concerning vampires. They called to his soul. Settled him when we couldn’t, and for that I was thankful.

Daddy chuckled, bringing me back to the moment. “Yeah. Although I don’t imagine I’ll need them anymore.” He looked at both Silas and me with teary, love-struck eyes. “I have you two now. I’ll probably keep my gay vampire smut. It would be a shame to throw that out.” He winked, causing twin giggles to burst from Silas and me.

Silas bounced up and down excitedly. “Oh, I wanna read! Will you read one to me, Daddy?” Daddy let out a deep chuckle, and the sound made my dick twitch.

“Of course, little one. What about you, sweetie. . . do you want Daddy to read you a sexy vampire romance?”

The idea of Daddy’s deep, sexy voice reading vampire smut made my cock hard instantly, and I couldn’t help but whimper. “Yes, Daddy. I’d like that.”

“Yay!” Silas cheered. I groaned in frustration, but I decided my cock could wait. Daddy needed our help.

Thankfully, it didn’t take us very long to grab everything Daddy needed and get it loaded up into one of the coven’s vehicles. The books were being donated to a local library and the school where Daddy used to work. Daddy had a car, but because his life out here was a mess, he decided it was best to abandon everything and make it look like he had disappeared. It wasn’t the most responsible of decisions, but Daddy was worn and tired. Everyone in his past life had hurt or abandoned him, and he was over it. I couldn’t blame him. Now that he was immortal, a day would come when we needed to change his identity to avoid raising suspicion. So why not do it then so Daddy could have the happiness he deserved?

When we returned to the coven house, we each grabbed a couple of boxes and took them up in the elevator. Silas grumbled and complained the whole way about how heavy they were. I just snorted and kept walking. We were vampires. There’s no way some clothes and a few books were too much for our mate. Although I was glad he was still helping. I didn’t care if he complained as long as he still did what he was supposed to. I even found his whining to be cute at times. It was when the complaining seemed never ending that I found myself losing my mind. Thankfully, we weren’t there. . . yet.

“Finally!” Silas exclaimed as he dropped the boxes he was carrying onto our living room floor.

“Little one, I know you’re tired, but please be more careful with my belongings.”

Silas’s face morphed into remorse as he apologized to our Daddy. “Sorry, Daddy. I’ll be good.” Warren ruffled Silas’s hair, making my non-existent heart melt.

“I know you will, sweet boy.” Once we had all the boxes in place, Warren grabbed a few essential items and clothes, but left the rest in the boxes before leaving to change. We didn’t see much of a point in unpacking them all since we’d hopefully be moving into a bigger unit.

When Warren returned, Silas and I were cuddled up on the couch. “Now that that’s all taken care of, what would you boys like to do?”

I looked at my watch; it wasn’t evening yet, but I knew Charles was always at the club. It had been weeks, if not months, since I could properly regress and just let go. Now that I had my Daddy, I was itching to let my middle free to play. Ever since we discovered age regression, Silas has almost no problem accessing his little headspace. He could float between big and little so fluidly. That wasn’t the case for me. Accessing my middle space was hard without a Daddy. If I did, it was nearly impossible to stay in it for more than a couple of hours. I wanted- no. I needed more.

Daddy must have noticed my change because my thoughts were interrupted by his deep, concerned voice. “Is everything all right, sweetie?” The nickname, in combination with my repressed need to regress, had me feeling smaller and more emotional than normal. My voice came out high-pitched and desperate, tears already filling my eyes.

“I know it’s not late yet, but I wanna play Daddy. Please, I wanna go to the club and have fun and not worry about anything.”

Warren’s eyes were full of love as he crouched down in front of me and began rubbing my thighs soothingly. “Shh, sweetie, it’s okay. I’ll call Charles and make sure it’s okay before we do, but I have no problem going to the club early so you and Silas can have some much earned playtime.” Once my tears died down, I leaned forward and placed a kiss on his forehead and smiled.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

“You’re welcome, sweetheart. Can you unlock your phone and hand it to me?” If any other person besides Daddy or Silas had asked me that, I would have told them to kick rocks. But because my Daddy was the one asking, I grabbed my phone from my pocket, unlocked it, and handed it to him without question.

“Here you go, Daddy.”

“Thank you, sweetie.” Daddy opened my contacts and found Charles’s number right away since I didn’t have many people saved in my phone.

“Hey, Charles, it’s Warren. . . Yes, everyone is alright, I promise. I’m calling because Griffin is in much need of some playtime. Would it be okay if we headed your way after a snack?”

Daddy listened to Charles on the other end and smiled. “Perfect, thank you. See you soon!” He ended the call and handed my phone back to me, smiling. “See? Everything’s going to be okay. I’m so proud of you for telling me what you needed.” My mate’s words filled me with so much joy and a sense of safety. He truly was a natural Daddy.

“Thank you, Daddy.”