Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44411 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44411 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
It was his dominance. The way he stared at her, the promise that he would ensure she obeyed him on this issue. “How…” She cleared her throat. “Discipline them how?”
He slid his hand up to stroke her back, his fingers threading in her hair. “Usually a firm spanking helps a Little girl remember to obey her Daddy.”
Leah held her breath as she tried to process his words. So many incongruent thoughts went through her mind, colliding into each other. She clenched her butt cheeks and everything between her legs. A strange rush of something she didn’t understand made her tremble at the thought of him spanking her. “I’m not a Little girl…” she argued in a barely audible voice.
He continued rubbing her back. “You’re my Little girl, Leah. Mine to protect no matter what.”
“Spanking is for toddlers.”
“Spanking is for naughty Little girls who misbehave like toddlers.” He lifted a challenging brow. “And let me tell you something else.”
She wasn’t sure she could handle much more. It was overwhelming.
“Most Little girls like to be spanked. They misbehave on purpose because they crave the dominance their Daddy will provide to correct their behavior.”
He stared at her while she tried to let that sink in, but it made no sense.
“I’m confident you will be no different, Leah. You will jump right in with the other mates and conjure up something disobedient intentionally.”
She shook her head. She would never do that. He was wrong.
He gave her a soft smile. “You will, Baby girl,” he said softly. “I know you will because the mention of me spanking your naughty bottom has sent your arousal through the roof.”
She swallowed, still shaking her head. She hated that he could scent her, and she really hated that her body was reacting so absurdly to his suggestion. She needed to put some distance between them, but when she tried to push off his lap, he gripped her thigh and steadied her.
Leah turned her head to glare at him, shocked to find him giving her a sharp reprimanding shake of the head. “Stay where you are, Little one. Sit still.”
She froze. How was he able to so easily control her? She hated it. After a moment, she squirmed again. “Let me down.”
He held her in place with one hand on her hip with no effort. He lifted the other hand to tip her chin so that she was forced to look at him. “You will sit still and listen to Daddy, Little one. What I’m telling you is important. Do you need me to pause and show you what it feels like to have your naughty bottom spanked before I continue?”
She gasped.
He waited for her to answer.
“No.”
He lifted a brow.
She wasn’t sure what more he wanted from her, and her heart was beating so fast it was going to thump out of her chest. His intense stare continued, and she finally recalled something her mother had pounded into her from birth. Respect. Especially for her mate. She cleared her throat. “No, Sir.”
He gave her a small smile. “Good girl. Are you going to sit still on Daddy’s lap while I continue?”
“Yes, Sir.” Or faint. She might faint. Every molecule in her body was behaving erratically. Her skin felt hot. Her dress was suddenly suffocating her.
A strange need she did not understand consumed her.
Chapter Eleven
Elias struggled to control his cock. It was pressed against her thigh, but he didn’t think she realized it. He was determined to tell her everything now before they let their physical connection take over. He wanted her to have every piece of information he could impart.
“As I was saying, safety is my primary concern. If you break a safety rule, I will not hesitate to spank you, Leah. I will always spank your naked bottom so I can see what I’m doing and ensure I don’t swat you too hard. If I think you need more than a spanking, I will insist you stand in the corner after I’m done to give you time to think about your behavior.”
Her eyes were wide with shock. He’d known that would happen, and damn but he wanted all the cards on the table even if he continued to shock her. “Not only will you not be required to cook for me, Little one, but you may not use the oven or the stove. You may not touch the knives. You will ask my permission before you do anything at all in the kitchen.”
Her eyes widened further, her jaw dropping open.
He continued, “You may not run in the house. You may not climb onto chairs to reach things. When you’re in your crib, you will stay on your bottom until I come to get you. Same goes for your playpen. On your bottom when I put you in the playpen. No climbing out. All of those are safety issues, Leah. I admit yesterday I found those rules to be as absurd as you are currently thinking, but now that I’ve claimed you, I understand. The thought of anything happening to you makes my skin crawl, so I get it. I will insist on the same rules as every other Alpha Protector. Have I made myself clear?”