Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45069 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45069 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“I’m sorry, Daddy. We were just playing hide and seek. I didn’t know I could mask my scent.”
Damon knew she was telling the truth. She’d been just as shocked as the rest of them. She’d thought Elias had been joking and pretending he couldn’t find her for several minutes until she realized he’d begun to panic. She’d scented his stress in the air and come out of the closet where she’d been hiding immediately, but they’d all learned something else about Olivia. She could mask her scent, too.
“Daddy is going to have to punish you. You know that right?”
She whimpered. “Yes, Sir.”
“Not for masking your scent. You weren’t aware of that possibility. But for scaring Elias by not coming out sooner.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Damon eased her legs together so he could finally remove her panties. When he parted them again, he restrained them wider than usual and included her ankles so she had absolutely no ability to escape.
“Daddy…” She swallowed. “What are you going to do?” Her voice shook.
He tapped her swollen clit. It was so engorged that the hood wasn’t covering it. “The next time I take you to join the girls, I’m going to spank you in front of everyone, understood?” He wanted there to be no doubt in her mind. He wasn’t saying that he would spank her if she misbehaved. That part was a given. He was letting her know he would most definitely be spanking her bottom in front of the others.
She nodded. “Yes, Sir. But what are you going to do this time?”
“This time, I’m going to swat your little pussy until you’re so horny you can’t think straight.” He wasn’t going to use his fingers like he usually did, either. He opened the drawer and pulled out a small crop.
Since she couldn’t see the evil tool, he dragged the folded leather end up her tummy until he reached her breasts. He lifted if a few inches and swatted the underside of her breast.
She gasped. “Daddy…”
He wouldn’t strike her hard enough to injure her. Never. Just hard enough to make her squirm because she enjoyed it. And her punishment would be edging her for quite some time before he let her reach orgasm.
She cried out when he slapped her nipple next. It would sting just enough to make her dizzy with the mixture of pleasure and pain.
After several more demonstrations on her breasts, he moved down and slapped her inner thighs with the leather.
“Oh, God, Daddy… Please. I’ll be good. I won’t even get into trouble next time.”
He chuckled. His Little mate had earned her nickname, Little rebel. Trouble would follow her all of her life. After dragging the tip of the crop over her mound, he gave her swollen clit its first taste, slapping it just hard enough to make her moan.
She was so fucking precious. He loved her to death. He would do anything for her, including restrain her and tease her until she begged him for release. Because it was what she loved.
Her body was on fire as he stroked her folds without nearly enough pressure to give her any relief. In between, he swatted her clit five more times, watching her closely to make sure she was still enjoying herself.
She was trembling when he put the crop away, and she whimpered near tears as he continued to lightly touch her folds, not even parting them.
“Please, Daddy, please,” she cried out.
When he couldn’t stand another moment of not being inside her, he removed his clothes. He finally released her and lifted her shaking body into his arms so they were chest to chest. As she wrapped her small arms around him, intentionally pressing her mark against his shoulder, he thrust into her.
Olivia gasped. “Oh, Daddy…”
He carried her to their bedroom with his cock buried deep inside her. Instead of aiming for the bed, though, he beelined for the bathroom where he set her on the vanity, grabbed her hips, and thrust into her over and over again until she screamed.
It was the most wonderful sound in the world. He came right behind her, panting heavily as copious amounts of his essence filled his Little mate.
Damon set his forehead against hers, still impaling her as they caught their breath.
Olivia ran her hands up and down his back. After a minute, she said, I think I have another ability I should tell you about.”
He jerked upright to stare down at her. The surprises kept coming. What now?
She licked her lips. “I can scent my own fertility.”
Caught totally off guard, Damon gasped. He slid his hands down to her bottom and gripped her tight. He drew in a deep breath. Eventually the two of them would have cubs. As many as she would give him, but he hadn’t intended to share her yet. Was she saying she was in heat? How could he not know that?