She whimpered. Darn him.
Her breath hitched as he fucked in and out of both holes. Her juices were running out of her now, soaking his hand.
“I want to feel your bottom clench my finger when you come, Baby girl. Don’t fight it.”
She arched her head off the bed and groaned, the sound echoing around the room. She wasn’t going to be able to hold back. Too many sensations bombarded her. Her clit was pulsing, and she managed to grind it against the mattress.
“That’s my good girl. Rub that little button for me. Take what you need.”
Her face flushed at his words. He knew she was rucking against the bed. How humiliating.
“Do it again, Little one. Grind that swollen nub. Make yourself come.”
His words were so filthy. So unexpected. She was certain mates in the valley didn’t talk like that. She doubted the men penetrated their women in this way. They were so proper and buttoned up.
Is that what you want, though? Proper and buttoned up?
No. This was so much better.
Taking Daddy’s advice, she ground her clit into the mattress, thrusting her hips hard until the pressure became too much and she found her release. Sure enough, she was aware of both her bottom and her pussy gripping Daddy’s fingers.
Her mind told her this was far too taboo to participate in. Her body said fuck that. It felt too good to deny. And she’d never used a curse word out loud.
Chapter Ten
Jayce smiled as his mate melted into the bed. She was too sated to move. She didn’t even straighten out her leg or try to pull her pussy together as he removed his fingers.
After cleaning his hands and gently wiping his mate’s pussy and bottom, Jayce put a fresh diaper on her and then a clean nightie. She needed to feed again. The calories would give her the strength to shift when the time came.
“Daddy…” she murmured when he scooped her into his arms. His Little girl was exhausted. It wasn’t just from consummating their union and preparing for her first shift. He suspected the two visions she’d had zapped her of energy.
He kissed her temple. “I’ve got you, Little one.”
She whimpered as she snuggled into him. “Thirsty.”
“That’s good. Let’s get another bottle in you.”
She didn’t fight him as he settled on the couch, holding the nipple to her lips. She also eagerly sucked down the formula. That was a good sign. For one thing, she was submitting to him without argument. For another thing, she recognized what her body needed.
He couldn’t bear to put her down when she fell asleep. She was warm. Too warm. Her temperature was rising quickly. Hesuspected she would shift much sooner than the average mate. There was an odd shimmer in the house. Not something he could put his finger on, but an urgency. She felt it in her visions, but he could sense it all around them.
Unease crept up his spine. He watched her sleep in his arms as he reminded himself that Fate had given him this perfect mate. She would not take her away.
Yes, there was unrest. Everyone knew that. Something big was going to happen. But Jayce refused to acknowledge that any of them would lose their mate. Why the uneasy feeling, though?
When Sienna grew restless, he slid her pacifier into her mouth. It calmed her. She suckled. He didn’t blink very often because he couldn’t take his gaze off her. He kept trailing a finger along the edge of her round face, memorizing every single feature, every freckle, every dimple and lock of hair and crease in her brow.
He worried she would have another vision. He feared it would be more stressful than the last. There was no way to know what they meant. They didn’t have enough details to make sense out of anything.
A bear growled at her. He chased her. He scared her. She had the sense that he was encouraging her to seal her bond and shift. Why would the bears care?
Sienna slept so soundly that she wet herself again. Maybe her body recognized that it was safe to do so. That often happened as Little girls learned to accept being diapered. Even their subconscious minds knew when it was safe to fully relax because they were protected.
He was eternally grateful that she slept without having another vision. By the time she opened her eyes, she was so hot in his arms that he suspected she would soon shift.
She popped her pacifier out and stared at him. “It’s time,” she said.
He flinched. How did she know? But he didn’t doubt her. “Okay, Little one.” He sat her up and kissed her gently. It was still daylight. He didn’t think any mate in recent history had gone through the transition this quickly. But it didn’t shock him to find that his mate was extraordinary. It wouldn’t surprise a single Alpha or any of their mates.
