Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Another shudder wracked her body as she obeyed him, but she did so without question, and the increased scent in the room was her arousal. She probably wasn’t affected by her own pheromones, but he certainly was. In a normal way.
“Spread your feet wider, Baby girl.”
She did as instructed without hesitation. Submission was innate in wolf mates. And Fate only selected the most submissive females in the valley to mark them with the sign of the Alpha Protectors. Even mates who thought they were rebellious or fought against traditions were unable to deny their mates in the long run.
Rylee was deeply submissive and eager to obey her Daddy.
She let her head fall between her arms, so she wasn’t looking directly at the items on the coffee table. Perhaps she thought it best not to look too closely. She would be right. For now.
Hayes opened the lube and squeezed a generous amount onto his finger before coating the thermometer and rounding to stand behind her. He planted one foot between her spread legs, set his palm on the small of her back, and spread her cheeks open with his thumb and pinky. His pointer still had lube on it, which he intended to put to use after he took her temperature.
With his other hand, he eased the thermometer into her bottom, loving the way she whimpered and accepted the intrusion. Her arousal ratcheted up several notches, the scent filling the entire house.
His sweet mate’s body trembled as he twisted the rod inside her, easing it in and out several inches while he watched her. Her lips parted when she couldn’t keep from panting, and the soft sounds of her need were musical. He hoped she reacted this way to his touch for the rest of their lives.
He left the rod inside her longer than necessary, finally pulling it out to look at the reading. As he did so, he kept his hand on the small of her back, his fingers still holding her cheeks parted, silently telling her she did not have permission to move.
Her temperature was higher than earlier, but she had several hours left in her transitional phase. Hayes intended to put every bit of that time to good use. Starting now.
After leaning over her to set the thermometer on a cloth, he gripped her hip with that now freed hand, lowered his lubricated pointer to her puckered hole, and rubbed the tight rosebud.
Rylee’s knees nearly bucked. Her moan was loud.
“Stay still, Little one,” he commanded in a gentle voice. “Daddy is going to finger your pretty bottom.” He didn’t give her time to think that through before he eased his pointer into her.
Rylee lifted her head, tipped it back, and arched her entire body at the unexpected intrusion. She didn’t pull away or break form, however. She stayed right where he’d instructed her to stand. She also didn’t argue or complain. And her arousal…doubled.
His cock had been hard all day, and this wasn’t going to help, but he wouldn’t take her again right now, nor would he take her in the living room. His come needed to stay in the bedroom until they could understand her extraordinary sense of smell better.
This moment was for her. It would also prove how affected she was by her own scent. He wanted to test his theory that she didn’t mind smelling her own arousal or her come. It was his that was too potent for her.
Taking his time, he slid his finger in and out of her, listening to the way her breaths came faster and faster, feeling her heart rate as it accelerated, and watching as her arousal slid down her inner thighs.
He gave her time to adjust to the strange sensation before he removed his finger.
Rylee whimpered before she shuddered from head to toe.
“Don’t move, Baby girl,” he ordered.
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered.
He took his time cleaning off his fingers and the thermometer before he picked up the row of anal beads from the coffee table. There was little chance she hadn’t seen every single item on the table by now. This particular toy would have meant nothing to her. Her mind mostly likely wouldn’t have been able to process it because there was no way she’d ever seen or heard of anal beads.
He squeezed lube down the row of beads before stepping behind her again. With his palm at the small of her back, he lined the smallest bead up with her entrance. “Relax your bottom for me again, Little one.”
She took a deep breath and blew it out slowly like such a good girl.
“That’s it, Rylee.” He guided the beads into her, watching as her body accepted each increasingly larger sphere. The final and largest bulb was the same size as his finger, so it wouldn’t stretch her more than he’d done himself.