She giggled. “I need to get dressed. Can Rylee come over?”
He turned her so she was fully facing him, her legs dangling. “Slow down, Little one. I’ll help you get dressed, but then you need to eat something.”
She lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist while she did the same with her arms around his neck. “But, Daddy…”
He laughed at the way she cocked her head and batted her eyes. “What a naughty girl. Do you know what happens to naughty Little mates who argue with their Daddies?”
“What happens?”
“They get spanked.”
She smirked for a moment before sobering and staring him in the eyes. “You’re kidding, right?”
“Nope. Would you like a demonstration? It might help remind you who’s in charge around here.”
She clenched her butt cheeks under his palm. “You can’t spank me. I’m notreallya baby just because you intend to coddle me.”
“Oh, Little mate of mine. I can and will spank you. How often depends on how much you enjoy having your bottom swatted.”
She gasped. “What does that mean? Why would I want you to slap my butt?”
“Most Little girls like getting spanked. It’s part of life as the mate of an Alpha Protector. Wait until you meet up with a bunch of the other mates. They plot and come up with all kinds of naughty things to do in order to get themselves into trouble with their Daddies.”
Her eyes were wide, and she squirmed in his arms.
“Yep. I think you need a demonstration.” He carried her over to the rocking chair, sat, and turned her over his knees.
“Daddy!” She reached back with her hands to cover her bottom. “I don’t need a demonstration. I’ll be good.”
He circled her wrists and brought them together at the small of her back. She continued to squirm, and her heart rate elevated, but her arousal filled the room, too. She was intrigued.
Isaac gave her cute tush a swat.
She clenched. “Daddy…” There was no umph behind her whine.
“Relax your bottom, Little one. Concentrate on the feel of my palm.” He waited for her to comply and then spanked her two more times, once on each cheek.
This time, Amber gripped her thighs together.
Isaac grinned. Yes. She was definitely turned on. He continued, making sure to cover more of her bottom and the backs of her thighs. Not many swats. Just enough to give her a taste of what to expect.
When he stopped and rubbed her heated skin, she was limp and panting.
Isaac finally lifted her off his lap and stood her on her feet in front of him, keeping a firm grip on her waist.
Her cheeks were flushed, and she didn’t meet his gaze.
“You liked that, Little mate.”
She sighed before complaining, “It’s not fair that I can’t even lie to you.”
He chuckled and kissed the top of her head. “Hazard of being a shifter. You’ll never be able to hide your scent from Daddy.”
She pushed out her bottom lip in a fake pout, making him laugh again as he pulled her into his arms between his legs. “Now you know why the other Little girls conspire together to do naughty things.”
She shuddered in his arms. “So many things I didn’t know.”
“Yes. You’ll learn as we go along. Now, do you want me to put a dress on you? Or would you rather eat naked?”
