Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
She hoped he wouldn’t find out. Would he? Did he know? Of course, he knew. He could scent it.
“Such a good girl,” he praised. She was starting to realize she would do anything for the rest of her life to receive that praise. It felt so good. It seeped inside her. Deep into her soul.
This entire scenario was foreign. Her mate holding her down. Her calling him Daddy as if he were her caregiver. Her naked. Him touching her. Looking at her. Spanking her.
She never would have been able to imagine anything like this before today. She’d pictured a stern man who didn’t say much to her. Someone who would have taken her to his bed last night, lifted her shift, and thrust into her without preamble.
She hadn’t expected to enjoy any of their relations. Not with the way her mother had described it to her. Had her mother given her so few details in order to keep her expectations low?
And the wildest part of all? Arion still hadn’t exposed himself to her. She hadn’t seen his member. She didn’t know what it looked like or what to expect.
But she wanted to.
Her Daddy continued spanking her until the sting morphed into a deep heated burn that made her feel…alive. That was the only way she could think to describe it.
When he stopped and gently rubbed her bottom, she realized she was moaning softly. She pursed her lips to stop herself, but a second later he pressed down harder on the small of her back while his other hand reached between her legs.
Jezebel gasped and lifted her head off the mattress as her mate stroked through her soaking folds, found her clit, and rubbed it. She was pinned and unable to escape his attention. When she tried to squeeze her knees together, she was blocked by the pillow between them.
Before she could verbally protest, he pushed a finger into her.
She cried out at the invasion. It didn’t hurt, but it startled her, and it seemed as though all her blood rushed to that part of her body.
“That’s my good girl. Let it feel good. So tight for Daddy.”
She couldn’t breathe or move as he eased his finger in and out of the channel that she knew was meant for his erection. Why did he want to touch her there?
“Relax. Just feel, Bella. Your pussy is so very small and tight. Daddy is going to have to stretch it out several times before I’ll be able to fit my cock inside you.”
She gasped, shocked by how openly he could speak of such private topics as though it were no big deal. She hadn’t expected to discuss her duty to serve her future mate with him at any point. She’d thought he would just claim his rights with her whenever he wanted, and she would silently acquiesce.
Either that’s not how it was between mates and she was simply ignorant on the subject, or at the very least, that’s not how it was with Arion.
“Such a good girl,” he praised. “Try not to tense. I want to make you feel good.”
He was certainly accomplishing that goal. Even though she was embarrassed and slightly mortified by her reactions and her thoughts and cravings, nothing in life could have prepared her for how amazing it felt for him to touch her so intimately.
“I’m going to add a second finger to your tight little channel, Bella mine. Don’t fight it.” He rubbed her swollen clit as he spoke and didn’t give her time to think about his intentions before he eased a second finger in with the first.
So tight. Too tight. The pressure was too much. She whimpered. “Daddy, it’s too much.”
He pushed his fingers in as deep as he could and held them there, his palm flat against her pussy, his thumb circling her clit. “Let your body get used to it, Little one. Take a few breaths. Try not to clench.”
She shook her head. She couldn’t do it. She didn’t know how large his member was, but if it was bigger than his two fingers, she would never be able to take him inside her. Why did anyone do this?
He didn’t relent though. He remained inside her, and her body finally relaxed around his fingers. When he eased them partway out and pushed them back in, she gasped. It didn’t hurt anymore. It felt kind of good.
“That’s my gorgeous Little mate. Let it feel good. Let your body adapt. Don’t fight it, Bella.”
She didn’t see how she had a choice, and the way he was moving his thumb over that bundle of nerves that seemed to give her so much pleasure…
Suddenly, something changed. It was like he curled his fingers inside her while pressing on her engorged clit. All the breath left her lungs as she arched her head up and cried out.