Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45605 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45605 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Daddy is grinning at me. “You’re so naughty. You may definitely have a bottle later, but not in place of dinner. I’ll compromise. Instead of taking a long time to cook, I’ll make a big sandwich. You can share it with me. But you have to eat some solids. We’re not having sex until I approve of how much food you’ve swallowed. Deal?”
I sigh, my shoulders dropping. “Fine.”
Chapter Eighteen
Orion
My girl is anxious. I know the reason she begged me to take her to bed is because she wants to get it over with. And I don’t blame her, but she is not going to rush me. This is huge. She’s a virgin. The only things that have been inside her are my fingers and the dildo that isn’t nearly as large as my cock.
Her body will accommodate me, of course, but I’m not looking forward to hurting her. I never want to see her in pain. Unless it’s the kind of pain that brings her intense pleasure from spanking. Not the kind where she winces from my dick stretching her pussy too far all at once.
I won’t deny her, though. Our bond is strong. She feels it, too. She craves the deeper connection as much as I do. I’ll take my time and work her tight channel for a while first, preparing her for my girth.
The entire time I’m making the sandwich, she’s fidgeting. When I carry her and the simple meal to the table, she sits on my lap, squirming and sighing.
She’s so cute that I can’t help teasing her by eating slowly. I learn she doesn’t like to open her mouth as wide as the sandwich, so I cut small bites off with a fork and knife to feed her. She takes forever chewing each morsel, and I finally give up after about five good bites. At least her tummy won’t be growling. I’ll give her a bottle after I fuck her clear into tomorrow. Nonnegotiable.
Cora paces around the kitchen while I clean up. The scent coming from her is not so much arousal as fear. I don’t comment. I would be surprised if she weren’t nervous and apprehensive. Like I said, she has seen my dick. It’s not small. She is.
After checking the lock on the front door, I turn out the lights and lead my girl through the bedroom and into the bathroom. When I turn on the faucet in the tub, she groans. “Daddy…”
I hold out a hand. “Come here, naughty girl. This isn’t going to be an ordinary bath. Trust me. I’m going to get in with you, and we’re going to use the time to stretch your cunt. If you whine about my methods again, I’ll drive you to the very edge with my fingers and not let you come. Understood?”
Her jaw drops. “That’s just mean.”
I lift a brow. “Take it or leave it,” I say as if I would actually turn her down or not have sex with her tonight. Not a chance in hell. We’re consummating this union.
But it’s fun watching her suffer. She sighs. “Fine. I won’t whine if you promise you’ll eventually make love to me tonight.”
I sit on the edge of the tub, snag her around the waist, and pull her into my arms. “Tonight, and every night for the rest of our lives. I’ll also slide my cock into you every morning and probably at least once during the day for a while. The cool thing about being mated to a lion shifter is that your sore body will heal within a few hours, and I’ll be able to take you again.”
After removing the band from her hair, I pull her dress over her head and lower her panties to the floor. Then I use the hairband to gather her hair up in a messy bun on top of her head. I know she’s not in the mood for me to wash and dry her hair. “Go potty, Little doll.”
She hesitates before moving toward the toilet, grumbling under her breath, “I guess he’s going to watch. He’s so overbearing. What’s he going to do when I have my period?”
“I can hear you, naughty girl.”
She spins around before sitting on the toilet. Her eyes are wide.
I chuckle. “My hearing is superior, remember? You best not mutter your objections about me anymore. I’ll hear you even from the other room. I won’t hesitate to paddle your naughty bottom and leave you horny.”
“Yes, Daddy.” She steps onto the stool I put in front of the toilet and turns around to sit. My toilet is too high off the floor for her short legs, but the stool works perfectly.
It takes Cora a few minutes, but she finally pees. Meanwhile I strip out of my clothes. It’s cute how she pads to the sink, steps onto another stool, and washes her hands since she’s about to get in the tub. But I don’t say anything. I simply hold out a hand toward her when she turns around.