Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
Navin
Fuck, she’s precious. I’ve known for years that I’ve been restless, and the reason for my unrest— I’d instinctively felt the absence of a mate. But nothing could have prepared me for how deeply I feel for the tiny female between my legs.
My method of acquiring her was unconventional.
Lion shifters do not ordinarily take a mate against her will or without her permission.
It can lead to mistrust and tension later on down the line.
But this case was different. Brea was unconscious and dying.
There wasn’t time to get her permission.
Luckily I don’t think she’s angry with me for making this choice.
Perhaps she was always meant to be mine. I don’t know how heavy a hand Fate has in helping us find a mate, but it’s possible Brea was always meant to be injured and rescued by my brothers, brought to me for claiming.
At the time, it seemed rather random that Orion and Pryce decided that I should be the one to save her life by claiming her.
But was it? I certainly had instantaneous feelings for the Little human from the moment I set eyes on her and inhaled her scent.
I suspect neither of my brothers were feeling that same pull to bite her.
I’ve propped a few pillows behind my head, and as the sun comes up and the room begins to fill with light, I simply stare at her.
She’s dainty in so many ways. I know she’s not extraordinarily small for a human. But I’m so much broader and larger than her that she seems like a Little pixie between my legs.
Her cheeks are pink because she’s warm. My body heat is meant to keep her comfortable. It’s why we sleep with our human mates in this fashion. There’s no way to change the fact that her body temperature runs lower than mine. The only way to keep her warmer is to snuggle her.
Nesting like this is instinctive, and it’s so much more powerful now that it’s not just a concept I’ve always known but a reality.
She suckles rhythmically on the pacifier, and I’m sure her diaper is wet. There’s no way for her to have gone this long without peeing. One of the reasons I gave her a full bottle before bed was to ensure she would wet her diaper and help establish the fact that it will be her norm.
It’s important for my Little girl to accept that I expect her to sleep deeply at night, and that includes relaxing her body so completely that she’s not even aware when she pees herself. It will frustrate her at first, but she’ll get used to it.
As she begins to squirm, I decide to lower my boxers over my cock, freeing it so she can rub her nose directly against the smooth surface. She doesn’t know it yet, but it’s also natural and customary for our mates to begin their days swallowing our essence.
Brea whimpers as she rubs her nose up and down my length. She’s not fully conscious. She’s learning my scent, and she’s drawn to nuzzle me as all lion shifter mates have from the beginning of time.
Eventually she begins to breathe heavier and lets the pacifier fall from her lips to land between my legs. She’s still not aware of what she’s doing as she continues rubbing her nose against me.
I’ve never been this hard in my life. No amount of imagining this moment prepared me for how powerful it is. It’s a struggle to remain still while she explores. I grit my teeth to keep from moaning when her little tongue flicks out to taste my length.
She’s purring now. One of her small hands comes to my cock, stroking it while she licks in earnest. I love the sound of her soft purrs. The feel of her fingers holding me. The sensation of her tongue dragging along my dick.
I’m fairly certain she’s still half asleep as she crawls a few inches higher so she can reach the tip of my cock, and my entire body stiffens as she laps at my precome.
Fuck, it feels good. So good that I’m really struggling to stay silent.
She moans as she takes the head into her mouth. With just a few inches in her warm cavern, she sucks so hard that a rush of my come escapes me prematurely. I also gasp, the sound echoing loudly in the bedroom.
I don’t know when exactly Brea became fully awake, but she doesn’t hesitate or flinch at the sound of my voice, startling her into consciousness. She’s awake.
My girl sucks more of my cock into her mouth, using her other hand to grip the base. Her fingers don’t come close to touching because my girth is too large for her hand, but damn, even that makes my heart race.
I’m going to come any second. I’d rather last longer than this, but I probably never will. It’s natural for lion shifters to get their first orgasm of the day out of the way in their mate’s mouth. It will help me last longer when I flip her over and fuck her senseless.
This will be our morning routine. The only times we will deviate from this new habit will be on the days when Brea is in heat. I’ll scent that immediately, and I won’t fuck my girl with my cock when she’s fertile until we’re ready to make a cub.
My Little mate is greedy and eager this morning.
She crawls up higher to get a better position and sucks harder and deeper.
I palm her head. “I’m going to come, Little love.
You will swallow my essence.” I haven’t told her this yet.
She needs to know that she will always swallow.
If any of my come leaks out to run down my cock, she will clean it up with her mouth afterward.
It won’t be a chore for her. She craves my seed. In fact, she moans harder as she thrusts faster.
My eyes roll back in my head, and I brace myself, unable to hold back another second, letting my orgasm take over. The force is intense as my essence thrusts out of me, filling Brea’s mouth.
Brea pleases me with her humming and sucking, not letting any of my seed escape. She swallows me as if she’s done this dozens of times, even though I know she has never been this close to a cock before.
When my erection stops pulsing, she eases off. She doesn’t lift her head to meet my gaze like I would prefer. Instead, she drops her forehead to my groin, breathing heavily.
I suspect she’s embarrassed. We’ll work on that. She doesn’t need to be embarrassed with me, but it’s a human sensation. It will take time for her to overcome the feeling.
“Such a good girl,” I praise, stroking her head and down her braid.
“I want to claim your cunt with my cock now. Are you ready for that?” I won’t finish this process of consummation if she’s not ready, but I suspect she is.
I can smell her arousal. It’s stronger than ever. Her greedy pussy is probably dripping.
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispers against my cock.
I sit upright, reach for her, and lift her out of her nest. Turning to the side, I lower my Little mate onto her back next to me. I’ll need to be careful and support my body weight when I’m on top of her so I don’t crush her.
For a few seconds, I simply stare down into her eyes, memorizing this moment. My Little mate is squirming. Her cheeks are flushed. She’s desperate for my cock. I’m so fucking pleased.
There’s a reason we let our mates drain our morning wood before anything else. It’s keeping me in check so I don’t pounce on my girl.
I shrug out of my boxers entirely before grabbing a box of wipes so I can remove my mate’s diaper and clean her up. She doesn’t argue, but she does bite into her bottom lip and hold her breath with her face scrunched up until I’m done.
“I don’t like that diapering custom of yours, Daddy.”
I chuckle. “You’ll get used to it. You slept so hard, Little love.
That’s because you didn’t have to get up in the night to pee.
” I grip the inside of her thighs and push them wide before dropping down between her legs to eat my Little girl’s pussy.
I’ve been waiting for this moment for hours.
Her scent has been driving me bonkers for that long.
Brea grabs my shoulders as a low moan escapes her. She lifts her hips a few inches, meeting my mouth and rocking against me. It’s adorable, and I don’t stop her. I’m holding her down, so she doesn’t have enough space to do more than try to grind against my lips.
When I focus on her clit, she gasps. Her legs begin to shake. She’s already close to orgasm. Her arousal has been growing from the moment she woke up, and sucking my cock really turned her on. It wasn’t a chore. It was something she deeply craved.
I’m aware that although human females do give their husbands and boyfriends blow jobs, my understanding is that the majority of them see it more as a task. A gift for the man. Not something females usually enjoy.
It’s not like that when a human female is with her lion shifter mate. It’s not a job. It’s something she’s driven to do. My bite has caused her to crave my scent, and that includes my come—both the smell and the taste.
Brea’s fingernails dig into my shoulders as she cries out. While her body succumbs to the pleasure, I thrust two fingers into her. I’m worried about hurting her. I can’t stand the idea of seeing pain on her face.
I know it’s unavoidable to some extent. My cock is much larger than the average human man’s. Even if she’d had sex with several different human men, she still wouldn’t be prepared to take me.
My girl moans as her pussy clenches around my fingers, her orgasm prolonging from the penetration.
I scissor my fingers as wide as I can, hoping to stretch her more while she’s sated. When she goes slightly limp, I add a third finger.
She winces for a second and then relaxes. “Daddy…”
“I want to be sure you’re stretched out, Little love. My cock is big.”
“I’ll be fine, Daddy. Just do it.”
I chuckle as I remove my fingers and hold her gaze while I suck every digit clean of her juices. I take my time, prolonging her lust, watching her pant.
“How do you make something so gross look sexy?” she whispers.
I lift a brow. “Gross? Your pussy is not gross.”
She scrunches up her nose as if not believing me.