Daddy eased his finger in farther. “Relax your bottom, Amber. Let Daddy touch your naughty hole.”
She was breathing heavily as she struggled to obey him. Would it always be like this? Would he repeatedly be asking her to do new embarrassing things, demanding her compliance?
Fisting her hands in between her breasts, she willed her body to comply with his demands. The need to please him was more powerful than the need to assert her modesty.
Nerve endings she’d never known existed came to life inside her rectum, all of them insisting she let this happen. Gradually she relaxed her tight grip, closing her eyes, her breaths evening out as she let herself enjoy the feel of his finger easing in and out of her naughty hole.
When he eventually removed his finger, she whimpered.
He kissed her hip again. “You’re mine, Amber. Every inch of you. I will worship all of you every day, and you will learn to crave my touch on every part of your body, inside and out.”
“Yes, Sir.”
He guided her onto her back. “Legs open, Baby girl.”
She parted her knees for him, limp and obedient. She didn’t say a word as he slid a diaper under her and fastened it aroundher waist. He kissed her tummy when he was done. “Bottle and then a nap. You’ll wet yourself while you rest.”
He wasn’t asking. He wasn’t even checking with her to test her compliance. He was simply stating a fact, letting her know what was next on the agenda.
“Yes, Daddy,” she said, accepting the fact that diapers were occasionally going to be a part of her life. Arguing wasn’t permitted. She didn’t feel the urge or need to be disagreeable.
After putting on a pair of loose shorts, he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the kitchen.
She held on to his neck and watched as he prepared another bottle, and she eagerly accepted the nipple and started sucking as soon as he cradled her in his armchair. She was ravenous and downed the formula in minutes. As soon as nothing more came out of the bottle, he swapped the nipple for a pacifier, gently rocking her in his arms. “Rest, Little one.”
She closed her eyes and let sleep draw her under, comforted by his warmth and scent all around her.
It seemed like moments later that she jolted awake, restless and hot. She whimpered as she squirmed in her Daddy’s arms.
He stroked her cheek and smiled at her before popping the pacifier out of her mouth. “Your temperature rose quickly, Little one. I’m going to check it again.”
It was difficult to focus on anything in particular. She felt delirious and confused as he carried her to the bedroom, deposited her gently on the bed, and removed her obviously soaked diaper. The fact that she’d wet herself in his arms should have embarrassed her. It was as confusing as everything else that had happened today, but instead she let herself relax into his care.
His ways were unexpected and startling, but a strange calm settled deep inside her. On the outside, she was shaking from the fever and nervous about her first shift, which she knew wascoming, but inside she was at home. Peaceful. All would be right in her world. She just needed to trust her mate to take care of everything.
Daddy was quick about cleaning her and checking her temperature. When he was done, she reached for him. “Need you.” She felt confident he would not turn her down. He’d told her it would be this way. The frenzy she felt was normal and expected.
Isaac stripped off his shorts, climbed onto the bed, and stretched out on his back. “Climb over me, Little one. Straddle me. Ride me.”
Her face heated as she realized his intention, but she scrambled to position herself over him and immediately planted her hands on his chest and rubbed her pussy against his shaft. Totally uninhibited, she took her pleasure.
“That’s it, Little one,” he encouraged, his hands sliding up and down her back before coming to a stop in the exact spot where he could stroke her breasts with his thumbs. “Take your pleasure.”
Amber rubbed harder, grinding her pussy against his shaft where it lay flattened across his stomach. She needed to come, and she was so close. Tipping her head back, she focused on the friction until her pussy seized and waves of pleasure crashed through her.
Just when she thought she would collapse, Isaac lifted her a few inches by her hips, causing his cock to pop upward. When he lowered her, he impaled her.
Amber cried out, so stunned that she came again, a violent orgasm that made her feel desperate and feral. And it wasn’t enough.
Planting her palms on Isaac’s chest, she used her feet as leverage and bounced up and down, using him to drive her arousal higher and higher. She was aware that she was dazed,making all kinds of sounds, and basically out of her mind, but she didn’t care, and whenever she was able to hold Daddy’s gaze for a moment, she reminded herself he was just as frenzied as she was.
She came again. And then again. She was pretty sure he also got more than one release inside her before she collapsed over him, totally exhausted but still tingling with need as if they hadn’t just fucked hard enough to crack the foundation of his house.
Unfocused, her eyes barely open, she let him move her around like a rag doll. He checked her temperature again, then lowered them both into a cool bath. The water felt amazing against her sore and heated skin, and she leaned her back against his front and luxuriated in the feel of his palms running all over her body as he washed her. At some point, he’d even piled her hair up on top of her head in a messy bun. So thoughtful.
She rubbed her neck where he’d nipped at her. “Can you see them?” she murmured.
“See what, Baby girl?”
