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)
This time, Khloe gasped. Something changed. Nerve endings came to life. The little bundle of nerves he’d sucked between her legs tingled and swelled. “Daddy…”
“Good girl,” he praised again. He pulled partway out of her and slid back in again. “Let it feel good.”
She bit her lip, shocked that it did feel good. Very good. The pain was gone. Now all she felt was an intense pleasure and a need for him to keep moving.
Daddy leaned over and bit the same lip, tugging it from her mouth. “Don’t hurt yourself, Baby girl.” He thrust again.
Khloe moaned so loudly the room seemed to shake. He was so big inside her, and it felt like heaven. “Please…”
He smiled and did it again. “You’ll crave my cock inside your pussy day and night, Khloe. The need will grow. Anytime our marks line up, you will feel it inside you.”
“What about you?” she managed to ask. “Do you feel the same need?”
He chuckled. “Ten times more than you, Little one. I’m barely holding on by a thread.”
“Holding on to what?” she murmured, struggling to form words.
“In a moment, I’m going to fill your sweet cunt with my seed, Little one.”
She groaned and tipped her head back. “Will I get pregnant?”
“No, Baby girl. You’re not fertile right now. I will scent when you’re fertile. I won’t impregnate you for a long time. I want us to spend a few years together before we add a cub to our lives.”
She inhaled deeply, relieved by his statement. She wasn’t ready to have a baby yet, and she was grateful he agreed.
Khloe gasped again when he pulled almost out and slammed into her deeper than before. “Feel my cock inside you, Khloe. We are one now. You’re mine to love and cherish. Let your body experience the pleasure.”
She didn’t know what exactly he meant, but her body obeyed him anyway. Something inside her changed. She knew she would submit to him in any way he required. It was innate. It was deep and all-consuming. She would submit to Felix because she couldn’t imagine doing otherwise.
Her vision swam as her arousal grew higher and higher. She was marginally aware of him hovering over her, looking down at her, watching her, but she couldn’t focus. All she could do was go into herself and enjoy the feelings.
She was so close to exploding again, and it would be more powerful with him inside her. She was losing a piece of herself. It seemed that she no longer belonged to herself. She belonged to him. He was controlling her need, giving her what he wanted on his timeline.
He eased in and out slowly for a bit and then harder and faster. Each time she thought she would fly apart, he switched things up, keeping her from reaching that peak she craved.
Somehow she knew he was silently showing her that he was in charge, that her body was his, that she would do as she was told and accept her pleasure when he decided.
Frustrated, she arched her chest and cried out. “Daddy!”
Felix’s growl was louder than hers, so loud the wildlife outside surely paused to look around. He thrust two more times, held himself deep inside her, and ordered, “Come, Khloe. Now.”
She obeyed, her orgasm consuming her entire body as her channel gripped his erection while he filled her with his seed.
Did the Earth shift on its axis? It seemed like it. Nothing would ever be the same. Of that she was certain.
Chapter Seven
Felix couldn’t catch his breath for long seconds. He was stunned by how powerful his union with his mate had been. Far more powerful than he’d imagined possible. And the connection hung in the air, thick and heady, not dissipating.
Suddenly he realized it was their marks, and he jerked his arm from hers and settled his wrist against the bed. His perfect Little mate gasped as if the break in their connection allowed air to fill her lungs.
He released her other hand and cupped her face, stroking her cheeks, memorizing every freckle, every eyelash, every groove on her forehead. His need to dominate her was intense. He wanted to drag her to the edge of the bed, diaper her, feed her a bottle, and rock her to sleep.
He needed to tread carefully, though. He didn’t want her to panic. After the way they’d just consummated their mating, the next several hours would be filled with more sex and her rising temperature until she experienced her first shift. Those parts were unalterable.
Khloe released her panties, lifted her thin arms, and wrapped them around his neck. She smiled so broadly it lit up the room and his soul. She even clenched his cock where it was still buried inside her.
Finally she licked her lips and whispered, “Why do I already want to do that again?”