Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44845 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44845 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Chapter Eleven
As Felix suspected, he spent the next twenty-four hours in bed with his mate. She slept hard. That was expected. She probably hadn’t slept well the night before their mating ceremony, and then she’d had a very long twenty-four hours afterward.
He had introduced her to a way of life she had never known, taken her virginity, and fucked her senseless more times than he could count. After her shift and the spanking she’d needed, she’d collapsed.
Felix slept off and on, not wanting to leave her side. He fed her every few hours and changed her when necessary, but it wasn’t until the next morning that she opened her eyes and looked at him with lucidity.
He smiled. “Hey there, Little one. Welcome back.”
She blushed adorably. “I’ve been asleep forever.”
“Yes.” He kissed her cheek. “You needed the rest. Do you feel better?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
He grinned. He loved it when she called him Daddy, and it was even more musical after twenty-four hours of very little communication. He set a hand on her belly and pressed against her bladder, knowing she hadn’t peed in a while.
She lifted her knees and groaned. “Can I use the potty now?”
“No, Little one. You’ll use your diaper.”
“Always?” Her eyes widened.
“Most of the time.”
“Why?”
“Because it pleases me for you to let me take care of your every need.”
“But I’m not a baby,” she argued.
“You’re my Baby girl, Khloe. It has nothing to do with your age. I’m well aware you’re an adult, and I fully intend to do naughty adult things to your body after we eat breakfast, but you will submit deeply to me because it’s what I want. If you argue with me about using a diaper, it will be a long time before I let you wear panties for any reason. If you’re a good girl and obey me when we’re at home, I will consider letting you wear panties when we visit friends and family.”
She pursed her lips as though forcing herself not to continue arguing, and when he pressed against her bladder again, she squeezed her eyes closed and wet herself.
His heart soared. Fate could not have selected a better mate for him than Khloe. There were no accidents. She was his, and she would do his bidding because his need to dominate her was strong.
Felix cupped his pretty mate’s face and kissed her soundly. He was so proud of her. They had a lot to discuss today, and he liked that they were starting off on the right foot.
He’d been awake for a few hours, watching her sleep and preparing what he would say to her. He’d known in his mind that he needed to be firm from the moment she opened her eyes so she would know that he was in charge and would not be backing down.
Now that he’d established his position as her Alpha Protector, they needed to move on to other business. His Little girl had not yet been introduced to the nursery he had prepared for her. She’d seen the playpen he had in the living room, but she’d ignored it and jerked her gaze in another direction every time she’d been faced with the colorful area he’d prepared.
After sliding off the side of the bed, he dragged his Little mate to the edge where he would often change her diaper, especially in the mornings because he intended for her to sleep in his arms for the rest of their lives.
Some mates preferred to settle their Little girl in her crib in her nursery during the night, but Felix was never going to be that kind of Alpha. He would not be able to sleep soundly with his Little one in another room.
Yes, there were legitimate arguments that supported separate rooms. He understood all of them. Cribs gave Little girls a safe place to sleep more restfully. They provided comfort and protection. They allowed the Little to regroup and have some downtime.
Felix would give his Little girl downtime when he felt like she needed it. She would nap in her crib and spend time in her playpen. He would also permit her to play the piano or take up any other instrument she was interested in with very few restrictions. He wouldn’t let her play through meals or in the middle of the night, but he wasn’t an unreasonable man when it came to his Baby girl’s passions.
Yes, she would have her downtime, but not at night. At night, she would sleep in his arms.
She said nothing while he changed her diaper and cleaned her up, but at least she didn’t look away. She watched him intently, keeping her legs wide like a good girl.
When he was done, he lifted her up and settled her on his hip. “I want to show you something.” He tickled her under her breast to lighten the air between them before carrying her across the hallway and opening the door.