Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Chapter Eighteen
Gavin felt bad about the number of Alpha Protectors who were surrounding the house when they returned. He’d meant for their presence to be a good surprise, but Molly was dead on her feet. Surprises weren’t something she could possibly appreciate this afternoon.
She hesitated when they stepped into the clearing and glanced at him.
Gavin shifted and motioned for her to do the same. As soon as his Little girl was in her human form, he scooped her up, carried her past everyone, and headed straight through the house and into the insulated room.
After shutting the door, he lowered her onto the mattress and proceeded to take off her shoes.
“What are all those people doing here, Daddy?”
He gave her a smile as he removed her leggings before pulling her sweater off and lastly her dress over her head. He preferred to tuck her into the bed in nothing but her diaper. She would get too warm if she went to sleep wearing all those clothes, especially since she had a tendency to burrow into him as soon as he joined her.
He pulled the covers back and patted the space where he wanted her to lie down. It didn’t surprise him for his sweet Little girl to comply without complaint. She also didn’t say a word as he opened her diaper, bent her knees, and removed the plug. He didn’t want her wearing it too long. She smiled as he fastened her back up.
Once she was under the covers, he handed her the doll she’d grown fond of in the last few weeks—a soft doll that didn’t have any hard plastic parts. This was the one she often took to bed.
Gavin set his hands on either side of her and smiled. “Those men are working on a surprise for you, Little one. I don’t want you to worry about it right now. You’re exhausted. I’m going to fix you a bottle, and then I want you to go to sleep. Daddy will tell you about the surprise later.”
“Okay, Daddy.” She yawned. His utterly precious Little girl didn’t argue, partly because she trusted him and was almost never argumentative. She’d accepted that what he said would always be the law. He suspected she also didn’t have the energy to question him further in this case.
He bent to kiss her nose. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.” Gavin hurried to the kitchen and returned in less than a minute, shaking a bottle. He climbed up beside her, propped himself on an elbow and popped the nipple in her mouth.
She held his gaze while she eagerly suckled. On this she wouldn’t argue either. There had been a few times in the early days after their mating when she’d balked at taking a bottle or insisted she wasn’t thirsty, but Gavin had never backed down.
After their second go around, he’d made her stand in the corner for thirty minutes before explaining to her that Daddy knew best when it came to nutrition. He would be the one to decide when she needed to eat and what. If he thought she was too tired, he would bottle feed her.
He’d made it clear that arguing with him on this subject would not be tolerated. The next time she whined about taking a bottle, she would stand far longer than thirty minutes in the corner and then sit and write sentences about the importance of obeying her Daddy until her fingers hurt.
Molly had never once argued about eating again. Not only that but when he fed her like this, when he knew she’d rather beg him off and go to sleep, he was certain she remembered that discussion every time. He could see it in her eyes. Her submission. But he could also scent it because her silent obedience made her horny. Not aroused enough to actually have sex in her drowsy state, but enough for him to know that obeying him made her pussy wet.
He held her gaze and stroked her forehead until the bottle was gone and she fell into a deep sleep. After trading the bottle for her pacifier, he finally snuck out of the quiet room to touch base with his pack members.
“Daddy…”
Gavin’s heart beat faster every time he heard that sound coming from his mate’s lips. If they lived ten thousand years, he would never grow tired of it.
It was late. He’d turned out all the lights and locked up for the night. The only light in the quiet room was the small night light he kept in there so his Little girl wouldn’t be scared and confused if she woke up in the night. The room was airtight with no windows, so it was impossible to know if it was night or day outside.
“I’m right here, Little one,” he whispered as he removed his clothes to join his sweet girl in bed. She’d slept all day, and she still sounded groggy.