Chapter 4
Chapter Four
Isaac moved his hands up to cup his precious mate’s face.
He was so much bigger than her that every time he held her like this, he spanned her neck, the back of her head, and her cheeks.
She was trembling, which didn’t surprise him.
He would expect nothing less. He hadn’t even been inside her pussy and already he’d been teasing her rectum. She had to be unnerved.
Still holding her with his right hand, he lowered his left to lift her marked wrist and bring it to his cheek. Her breath hitched as he rubbed the mark against his skin. A second later, she tried to pull her hand out of his grip.
“No, Baby girl. Feel the pull. Accept the connection. Let yourself experience it fully.”
Amber bucked against him, her arousal increasing as she rubbed her pussy against his abs. She gave another tug.
He held her tighter. “I know it’s overwhelming. I feel it, too, Little one.” He did. All the way to his soul. It was taking every ounce of effort he could muster not to jerk his cock out and thrust into her.
“Isaac…” Her head rolled back.
“The bond between us is strong, Little one. It will continue to grow for a long time. It helps remind you that you’re mine.”
She nodded. “Yes… Please…”
“Mine, Amber,” he emphasized. “Mine to cherish. Mine to love. Mine to protect. You’ll submit to me at first because you can’t help yourself. You’ll learn to submit to me in the future because you want to please me.”
“Yes, Daddy. Please…” The sound of her begging was almost his undoing.
When he released her hand, she was shaking and panting. Her eyes were hazy as though she couldn’t quite focus on anything. At least maybe in the future she would be spared dealing with super-shifter vision while she was naked in his arms.
Isaac had intended to feed her again before taking her to their bed, but that wasn’t going to happen. They needed to fuck first. Then he would start the process of caring for her during her transition.
Rising, he held her under her bottom and hurried back into their bedroom. After tugging the covers back, he sat her on her bottom and pulled the dress over her head.
She was so unbelievably stunning. It didn’t matter that Fate made him see her that way. It was still a fact. “Lie back, Little one. Let me look at you.”
She lowered herself onto the mattress, staring at him as she continued to tremble.
“Good girl. Bend your knees and open them wide for me, Amber. I want the room to fill with your scent.”
She whimpered as she obeyed him. Her nipples puckered further into hard points that seemed to reach toward him. Every inhale brought more of her essence into him, drew him closer to claiming her.
Isaac removed his shirt. He’d put the long-sleeved tee on to cover his mark, but it was time to let her touch it. He left his jeans for now as he leaned over her and held up his left wrist for her to see.
She grabbed his arm, not yet touching the mark. “It really is identical.”
“Yes. Fate’s way of picking you for me.” He bent and kissed one of her nipples.
“I always thought Fate was a silly construct.”
He smiled. “No matter how many people have assured me we would feel this bond when we met, I have to say I was skeptical, too. It’s not imaginable until you experience it.”
“Can I touch it, Daddy?”
“In a minute, Little one. I want you to submit to me of your own freewill first. Can you do that for me, Little one?”
She licked her pretty lips. “Yes, Daddy.”
He kissed her other nipple. “Granted, nothing that’s happened since we met has really been of either of our freewill, and I’ve already taken the liberty of dominating you several times by touching your mark. But the frenzy we will both feel when we line them up is not something we can yet fathom.”
She shuddered. He loved when her body shook like that.
“I’m going to take your temperature now before I claim you. I want you to experience the submission. It will prepare you so it won’t feel so foreign later.”
She bit into her bottom lip, hesitating a moment before nodding. That’s how strong their bond was. So powerful that she wanted to do something totally out of her comfort zone to please him.
“Good girl. Roll onto your tummy, Baby girl. Pull your knees under you so your bottom is elevated.”
She whimpered as she obeyed him and buried her face in her hands when she was in position.
“Such a good girl,” he praised as he opened the nightstand drawer to take out everything he would need—not just now but for the next several hours. He spread out a cloth on the small table before grabbing the lube and thermometer. He took his time preparing, letting his Little mate stew for a bit.
This would be her life now. Submitting to him. He would expect her to follow his instructions nearly all the time because that’s how he was wired. The need to dominate her and assert his authority was strong. But so was her need to submit to him and let him take control.
They were battling against a centuries-old force that would not be denied. He could no more ignore the need to dominate her than she could ignore the need to submit to him.
His Little mate was purring as she held herself in the position he’d demanded.
Isaac stroked his fingers lightly up and down her spine, settling her with his touch. He held the prepared thermometer in his other hand. “Reach back and pull your little cheeks apart for me, Amber,” he said softly.
She moaned as she slid her small arms back to obey him, bracing her forehead against the mattress.
Isaac continued to dance his fingers on her back, watching as goosebumps rose. “That’s a good girl,” he reinforced. “It feels natural to submit to me even when my demands are embarrassing.”
She shivered. Her small fingers were white from holding herself open. Her tiny entrance was clutched tight, but it pulsed slightly from anticipation. He’d already touched her there, teasing her tight ring to show her what she could expect.
Isaac rested his palm on the small of her back and lined the tip of the rod at her entrance. “It won’t hurt, Little one. It will just feel invasive.”
“It already feels invasive, Daddy,” she murmured.
His brave girl didn’t move, though. She held still for him, not moving a single muscle to avoid the intrusion.
He slid the thermometer into her, listening to her soft panting. She stiffened, probably gritting her teeth, but when he started easing the rod in and out of her a few inches, her increased arousal filled the room.
Every breath drew in more and more of her essence, driving him wild with the need to claim her. His cock had never been this hard. His Little mate was more than he’d ever anticipated. So perfect for him.
A part of Isaac had always wondered if Fate would arrange for him to claim someone demure and shy.
Someone who would be mortified to learn the kinds of things he would want to do to and with her.
After all, marked girls in the valley were not raised to be dominant and strong-willed.
That didn’t just go for the marked. It was a male dominant society.
Women were submissive in every household.
But the marked were destined for a deeper level of submission they could never prepare for.
Amber was nervous, but her reactions to him so far proved she would be a strong mate, and that strength would shine through in her ability to trust and obey her Daddy without hesitation.
Amber suddenly clenched down on the thermometer and tipped her head back. “Daddy…” she whined. It wasn’t the sort of whine that was a complaint or an argument. It was a cry for more. It was followed by another rush of her pheromones and a moan.
Isaac removed the thermometer, wiped it down, and set it on the nightstand without looking at it. He didn’t need to know how warm she was. That hadn’t been the point. He’d definitely accomplished what he’d intended. He’d proven his Little mate was absolute perfection.
After gently moving her hands away from her bottom, he planted a kiss just above her tight hole and grabbed her hips to flip her over.
Her eyes went wide with surprise, but he didn’t give her a chance to question him.
Instead he leaned over and kissed her, a deep penetrating kiss.
Tasting. Teasing. Devouring. He would never get enough of her.
They could consummate their union right now.
Then make love ten more times in the coming hours. It would never be enough.
By the time he released her lips, he was ravenous. He knew his eyes had to be wild as he met her gaze. “I’m going to eat your pussy now, Little one. After you come for me, I will take you with my cock. Are you ready for that?”
He needed to remind himself that no matter how horny he felt—now or anytime in the future—she always had the option to turn him down.
Amber grabbed his waist. “Please… I need you.”
Taking that as permission to continue, he pushed her toward the middle of the bed, grabbed her thighs, and spread her open. He’d held her down like this earlier, but she’d been wearing panties. This time, her pussy was bare and glistening for him.
For several seconds, he simply stared at her swollen folds, taking in this first real unveiling. Her clit was so engorged that the hood had drawn back on its own, exposing the pink bud to his breath.
She tried to buck her hips the moment he lowered his lips to suck her pussy. For a tiny little thing, she was strong. She wasn’t getting away, though. Isaac didn’t intend to release her until she screamed her first release, and even then, her freedom would be short-lived.
He flicked his tongue over her clit until she was almost uncontrollable, and then he thrust a finger into her channel. Fuck, she was tight. Of course she would be tight, but feeling her pussy grip his finger made him groan against her clit.
Suddenly her entire body seized, arching and going stiff right before she screamed out her release.