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He chuckled. “Soon, Little one. But first I need to take your temperature so I can start monitoring your progress and know when you’re ready to shift.” He dropped a kiss on her lips. She wasn’t going to like this step, but nevertheless, in about thirty seconds, she was going to learn to submit to him deeper than she’d ever imagined.

Easing out, he watched her expression, noticing the slight wince. She would heal fast. All shifters did. But he did want to take care with her and make sure she wasn’t hurting too much to enjoy their next coupling.

As he stood, he pulled her legs open and watched his essence leak out of her. It was heady seeing his seed drip from his mate’s cunt. It made him feel dominant. Growly. Possessive.

His cock was still almost fully erect. It would stay that way for the foreseeable future. That was the nature of matings. Every inhale would draw his mate’s pheromones into him and keep him hard. Likewise, every time she breathed in his essence, she would remain wet and ready.

“Hold your legs open for me, Baby girl,” he said, maintaining a firm tone.

She was shivering, and he knew she wasn’t cold. The tremors were from nerves.

Jayce used a few wipes to carefully clean his mate’s pussy while also parting her folds several times to make sure she wasn’t too red, swollen, or possibly torn.

“Daddy…” she whined.

He jerked his gaze up to find her eyes wide, mouth open. She surprised even herself with her tone.

“That’s the kind of thing that will get your bottom spanked, naughty girl. Do you want Daddy to show you how it feels to be disciplined?”

She shook her head. “No, Sir.”

He set his hands on either side of her head and bent his elbows so that only a few inches separated their faces. “You’re precious to me, Sienna. The most important person in my life. You will be until we die. You’re bound to me irrevocably as I am also bound to you. The connection is unbreakable. Do you understand, Little one?”

“Yes, Sir.”

He searched her face, noting that she was truly nervous about his threat to spank her. He needed to nip that in the bud. “I will have rules I expect you to follow, Baby girl. They’re for your safety and to ensure you’re healthy. You may not open a door to the outside without me with you. You may not touch anything hot or dangerous in the kitchen. You may not run through the house recklessly. And, Sienna, if I catch you twirling around in circles so your dresses flare out…” He drew in a deep breath.

Her brow furrowed. “Twirling?”

He smirked. “It seems every mate likes to test her Daddy by spinning around and around, nearly giving him a heart attack. I get that you’ll feel freer without the long heavy skirts you’re used to, but no spinning. I’ve seen more than one naughty girl bonk her head when she got too dizzy.”

Sienna giggled. The sound was musical.

“My point, naughty girl, is that I will spank you when you break a rule, and you, my precious Little mate, will break rules in order to get spanked.”

Her breath hitched.

“Because I can sense your confusion, I’m going to spank you right now. Then you’ll know.”

She drew her knees together. “Know what?”

“Why everyone plays this little game, sweet mate.”

Her brows furrowed deeper.

He chuckled. “I would never do anything to hurt you, Baby girl. Getting spanked is a way of life. You’ll see.” Shoving off the mattress, he said, “Turn over.”

“But…”

“For every second you hesitate, I’ll add another swat to your bottom.”

Sienna scrambled to flip onto her tummy.

“Good girl. Come up on your knees and elbows.”

She whimpered as she did his bidding.

He grabbed her hips and turned her sideways and closer to the edge of the bed, so his cock bobbed against her hip. With one hand on the small of her back, he set the other on her smooth bottom. “Part your knees, Baby girl.”