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)
He left her there and headed for the nursery where he quickly located her glasses before returning. His disgruntled Little girl hadn’t moved an inch. She was still sitting with her arms crossed and a scowl on her face.
Damon had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing. He leaned over and set her glasses on her lap. “Here are your glasses.”
“You can’t keep me in here, you know,” she argued.
“Sure I can.”
“I’m a grown woman. I can just step over the side.”
“You can try that, but I’m a much larger grown man who happens to be your Dominant Daddy, and I won’t hesitate to take you over my knees and spank your naughty bottom every time you defy my rules until you decide it would be better to obey them.”
“I don’t like your rules, Daddy,” she said sarcastically.
“You haven’t even heard most of them, Little rebel. You’re in for a shock.”
She gasped. “Meanie.”
“I prefer doting, kind, loving Daddy, but we can go with meanie if it keeps you safe.” Sparring with her was fun. He didn’t mind this a bit. His cock was hard from watching her sassy self.
She grabbed her glasses and slipped them onto her face. “Are you laughing at me?”
Shit. “Maybe.”
She jumped to her feet so fast, he didn’t know what her intentions were until she had a hold of his T-shirt and was pulling him down so his face was inches from hers. She searched his eyes. “You are laughing at me.”
“I couldn’t help it, Little rebel. You’re just so dang cute. You’re also standing, and I told you that was a hard rule.” He reached down, swept her into his arms, and carried her to the couch.
“What are you doing?” she cried out, shoving at him.
“Spanking your naughty bottom.” He easily flipped her over his lap as he sat, pinned her with a hand to the small of her back, and pulled the tabs on her diaper so fast that her bottom was exposed in seconds.
“Daddy!”
“I think you were testing me. I think you’re curious about what it will feel like to get your bottom spanked.” He rubbed her pretty cheeks.
She fought him with all her strength, twisting and squirming in an effort to get off his lap. “You can’t spank me. I don’t like this.”
He continued to hold her, but like she said, he didn’t play fair, so he flattened his wrist against her bottom. The moment his mark came in contact with her skin, she stopped moving. Her breath hitched. Her entire body stiffened. And, mercy, but her pheromones filled the room.
He knew if he touched her pussy, he would find it soaked. He wouldn’t give her that right now, though. She needed to find out what it meant to be spanked. She craved it even if she wouldn’t admit it out loud.
“Let me know when you’re ready to cooperate and accept your punishment, Little rebel.”
She whimpered. “Meanie.”
“Do you have any idea how much I adore you, Baby girl?”
She didn’t respond except to squirm again. This time she had much less force behind her efforts. He was still stroking her soft flesh with his mark.
“You’re my world. My life. I’ve waited thirty-five years for you. Twenty of those were even more agonizing because you were alive. When an Alpha Protector first learns his mate has been born, it brings us to our knees. I was fifteen. I was so grateful to the universe that I only had to wait twenty more years. I will never let anything happen to you, and that’s why I’m overprotective, Little rebel. You’ll obey me because you’ll learn to crave my dominance. You’ll submit to me because you’ll learn to love the rewards. When I spank your naughty bottom to teach you a lesson, your pussy will pulse with need. I won’t let you orgasm, though. You will not be permitted to come when you’re being punished. Do you understand?”
She was sniffling now. “Yes, Sir,” she whispered.
“Are you ready to accept your discipline?”
She nodded. “Yes, Sir.”
Chapter Seven
Olivia was panting. His stupid mark was controlling her. It was forcing her to feel things she didn’t want to feel right now. She wanted to feel angry and frustrated with him for babying her. Instead, now, she felt aroused and desperate.
He really was a meanie.
Keeping one hand on the small of her back to secure her, he lifted the other and swatted her bottom hard enough to make her gasp. But more importantly, the vibration went straight to her pussy. Every single feeling he’d brought out of her earlier in the day when he’d restrained her to the changing table came back to the forefront.
Olivia held her breath. Her clit throbbed so hard she thought she might come from the one slap against her bare skin. She couldn’t move. She would be mortified if she came.