Chapter 14
Chapter Fourteen
Two weeks later …
Damon groaned as he walked into the nursery to find his Little mate sitting in the corner. It had become her favorite place in the house. “Olivia…” he said in a warning voice.
She jerked her head around to look at him, and he swore he could see her smiling even when she was shifted.
He stepped farther into the room. “We talked about this. You can’t spend all your time in wolf form.”
She cocked her head to one side, not looking away, challenging him. Finally she glanced back at her tablet and tapped the edge of it with her paw.
Damon drew in a deep breath. She was reading. He kind of rued the day he’d purchased the button now sitting next to the tablet. It had a Bluetooth connection set up so that when she tapped it with her paw, the page on her book turned.
He couldn’t blame her for wanting to spend a lot of time in her wolf form. Who wouldn’t? It had been years since she’d last been able to see with such clarity, and reading was her passion. Now she could read everything in the world.
An additional unexpected factor was that she’d discovered an entire genre of ebooks that hadn’t been available to her in the valley. Females were not exposed to erotic novels until after they were mated. It preserved their innocence so that most of their sexual knowledge and experiences came from their mate.
Damon’s Little rebel was on a reading spree, starting with her new favorite author, Paige Michaels. After reading the particularly naughty Eloise’s Daddies , she’d been working her way through the author’s entire backlist, including a series she’d told him was called Littleworld . It was about non-shifting humans. Apparently it was about a fictitious island where all the women and even some men lived as fully regressed Littles under the care of a Daddy or Mommy.
Damon couldn’t complain about her reading list because every time she climbed into bed at night, she was even friskier than before. Or maybe that was simply a result of their new mating. Either way, he wouldn’t stop her.
But he missed having her human in his arms every hour of the day, so he squatted next to her, rubbed a hand down her gorgeous fur, and met her gaze. “I need my human mate. Will you please spend some time with me?”
She nuzzled his neck and glanced back at her tablet before pushing it aside and letting her shift take place.
Damon was pleased when he set eyes on her. The Little rebel was naked again. She’d done a one eighty since the first day when she’d been too embarrassed for him to even see her bare ankles.
After scooping her up in his arms, he carried her to the changing table.
She giggled. “Every time I shift, you strap me down and torture me.”
He restrained her wrists above her head before using several other straps to fully confine her. The first went directly under her breasts. Another across her hips. Two more folded her legs at the knees and forced her thighs as wide as possible.
When she lifted her head and complained, he added one more strap across her forehead.
“Any more arguments, Baby girl?”
She was breathing heavily, and her pussy was soaked. The room filled with the scent of her arousal. “No, Sir.”
“Good.” He tapped his lips as if contemplating his next move. “Mmm. Should I put a bullet in your pussy and use that thick vibrator in your bottom? Or maybe the other way around. I like the look of the bullet in your bottom while the vibrator fills your pussy, too.”
She moaned.
Damon picked up the bullet, turned it on, and circled her nipples with the maddening toy.
Olivia writhed, but she couldn’t move more than an inch in any direction. “Daddy…”
“Your nipples look so pretty when they’re hard and swollen.” While pressing the bullet against one of them, he sucked the other into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue.
Olivia whimpered. “Meanie.” Somehow that word had turned into an endearment.
He released her nipple with a pop and turned off the bullet. “You know you love it, Little rebel. Don’t try to deny it. You get all hot and bothered at the suggestion of being strapped to this changing table. Tell me something, Little mate, do they have changing tables in those Littleworld books you read?”
She pursed her lips as if the naughty girl thought she might refuse to answer him.
Damon moved down between her legs, pushed the hood of her clit back with one hand, and gave her pussy a swat with the other. He’d learned how much she secretly enjoyed having her pussy spanked, so he found an excuse to do so every day. Or perhaps it was Olivia who found a cause by disobeying him like she was now.
She gasped, and he watched the little bundle of nerves throb and swell. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Yes, what, Little rebel?”
She sighed. “Yes, they have changing tables at Littleworld .”
“Ah. Do the Daddies take their Little girls’ temperature in their bottoms?” He knew they did. He’d read enough to know the answer to all these questions. But he liked embarrassing her by making her tell him things out loud.
“Yes, Daddy.” She murmured.
“Yes, what? I seem to have forgotten the question,” he teased as he tapped her clit again, silently promising to swat it if she didn’t answer quickly enough.
She strained against the straps as a rush of words flew out of her mouth. “Yes, the Daddies take their Little girls’ temperatures in their bottoms. Doctors do it, too, and sometimes several people are present in the room when the doctor examines them. It’s so embarrassing.”
“And that’s what made you so wet this time, Little rebel?”
She drew in a breath. “Yes, Sir.”
“Well, you’re welcome to read all the books you want in which the Little girl gets horny from being exposed to other people, but that’s not going to happen in real life here on the mountain, Baby girl. The only wolf who’s going to see your naked body is me.”
“What if I get sick?” she asked breathlessly.
He chuckled. “Such a naughty girl. Sure, if you get really sick, a doctor might see some of your body, but it’s never going to be a regular occurrence just because it makes you horny like in your books. You’ll see a doctor here on the mountain only when it’s necessary.”
She gasped. “You’ve read my books?” Her voice squeaked.
He laughed. “Only enough to get the gist of what you’re reading. You don’t think Daddy just leaves you to read whatever you want without previewing it first, do you? Who do you think controls the books that are available on your tablet?”
Her mouth fell open wide.
He leaned over and kissed her swollen pussy. “Don’t you worry. Daddy isn’t keeping any books from you, Baby girl. Not even Eloise’s Daddies , and that one isn’t available from some venues.”
She didn’t respond, probably because he sucked her clit into his mouth, holding it hostage for long enough to scramble her brain. He hadn’t forgotten what he’d promised to do to her, though, so he released her clit, picked up the bullet, and turned it back on.
Olivia flinched. Wetness ran out of her. He loved tormenting her with the unknown, so he brought the small shiny vibrator to her pussy. After teasing along her outer folds, he circled her clit without touching it. She was panting by the time he pressed it against her puckered hole.
“Mmm. Where should I put it, Baby girl?”
“Don’t care, Daddy,” she moaned.
He moved it back and forth between her pussy and her bottom, not entering either, making her wait. Finally, he pushed it deep into her vagina, watching her expression.
She shuddered and moaned because now she knew he was going to put something even larger in her tight bottom. He’d been working on stretching her for days. She had no idea what was about to happen.
When he picked up the larger vibrator and turned it on, the louder hum of it filled the room and made her gasp. “Daddy…”
“Mmm. What do you need, Baby girl?” He pressed the side of it against her bottom while he grabbed the lube.
“Put it in me, Daddy, please,” she begged. Her cheeks still turned pink from embarrassment, but his Little rebel was getting more vocal about asking for all the naughty things.
Damon let a drizzle of lube trickle down along the shaft of the vibrator before righting it and teasing her entrance with the tip.
Olivia whined as she struggled against the restraints.
“Don’t pull so hard against your wrists, Baby girl, or Daddy will stop. I don’t want to see red marks. You aren’t permitted to hurt yourself when we play.”
She was panting as she forced herself to stop tugging.
“Good girl. Now…” he let one inch of the vibrator slide into her. “Did you want this up inside your naughty bottom?”
“Yes, Daddy, please put it in me.”
He slowly eased several inches of the dildo into her, loving the way she held her breath as every nerve ending came to life. Playing with her bottom was one of his favorite things to do because it turned her on so deeply while embarrassing her at the same time.
While he continued to torment her tight hole, he secretly pulled the stool out from under the end of the changing table. He’d added the stool today, but she didn’t know it. He stepped up onto it while he pulled his shorts down over his cock, freeing the hard length.
Unlike Olivia, his dick had gotten the memo that it would be entering her tight bottom today, and it had been begging for the opportunity for hours. The stool put him at the perfect height to fuck his pretty mate while she was on the changing table. He could use either of her holes, but today was an ass day. She was ready.
Damon suddenly turned off the vibrator, pulled it out of her, and set it aside.
Olivia cried out. “Daddy!”
He added lube to his cock as he watched her panic. “Shh. It’s time, Baby girl,” he soothed as he smoothed one hand along her inner thigh.
“Time for what?” Her voice squeaked.
“Time for you to take Daddy into your bottom.”
She whimpered. “It will be too tight.”
“It won’t. Daddy has been stretching you every day. Why do you think I’ve used all those gradually larger plugs for a few hours every day?”
She licked her full lips. “But…”
He lined his cock up with her rosette and spread lube all over the entrance. “You’re ready, Little rebel. Your pussy is leaking copious amounts of arousal. You know you’ve been curious. In a few seconds, you’ll know what it feels like to have my cock in your precious bottom.”
More whimpering mixed with the increased scent of her pheromones. She could make all the sounds she wanted or even argue out loud that she didn’t want him to fuck her tight hole, but she couldn’t lie about her arousal. It was potent and had been growing every day since he’d first told her this would be coming.
Guiding his cock with his hand, he slowly pressed into her tight hole. She wasn’t the only one nervous. He was afraid she would grip him so tight that he would come too fast.
And damn, but she was tight. She was going to strangle his cock.
He gritted his teeth as he slid in deeper, watching her face closely for signs of actual distress until he was fully seated, the base of his cock as deep as it would go, his balls slapping against her bottom.
Olivia was making a mewling sound he’d never heard before. It was so fucking sexy. It filled the room and made him harder.
He held his breath as he pulled almost out and then eased back in, loving the way she writhed without tugging on her arms. Grabbing her inner thigh with one hand, he brought the other to her clit and pinched the swollen bundle of nerves without warning.
Olivia came so fast it shocked him. Her bottom pulsed over and over around his cock just like he’d imagined.
He picked up his pace, thrusting faster until he couldn’t hold back another moment. He tipped his head back and cried out his release as he filled her naughty hole with his essence.
When he was fully spent, he released her clit and gradually eased out of her. Watching his come slide out of her tight hole was so erotic that his cock got hard all over again.
Before much of his semen had a chance to escape, he grabbed a diaper and put it on her. She already knew how much he liked to trap his come against her pussy after he made love to her. This would be no different. He would enjoy watching her squirm as his essence leaked out over the next several minutes.
After cleaning up, righting his shorts, and releasing her from the changing table, he scooped her up into his arms and carried her out of the room.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tight. “I love you, Daddy.”
“I love you, too, Olivia.”
“When can I read my book again?”
He chuckled. “Later. I need to hold my human mate and talk to her for a while. I get lonely when you’re reading.”
She set her head on his shoulder and sighed. “I’m sorry, Daddy. It’s not personal. I just really like it when I can see.”
He patted her bottom. “I know, Baby girl. We’ll have to establish a balance so Daddy also gets time to talk to you and look at your gorgeous sexy body.” He rarely put any clothes on her. He liked to see her in nothing but a diaper. And the best part was she didn’t mind. He was pretty sure she sometimes intentionally shimmied for him, making her pretty breasts shake.
She was so fucking perfect.