Chapter 4
Chapter Four
Brea
My heart is racing as I stare down at the nearly naked man in front of me. I can’t make sense of anything.
Several things go through my mind at once, practically on top of each other.
One: this man is a god among men. He’s huge and built. His light brown hair hangs in waves around his shoulders. His blue eyes are mesmerizing and remind me of deep pools of water. His shoulders are broad, and his abs are rock hard. He’s naked from the waist up, so I’m staring at perfection.
Two: I have no idea where I am or why. Who is this man? Why the hell am I sitting between his spread thighs?
Three: I’m naked. Nope… I’m…diapered. The only thing I’m wearing is a thick absorbent material that’s soaked and warm with what I know is my own urine. In fact, I wet myself again now because I’m scared out of my head.
Four: I’m obviously dead. After all, I never expected to wake up again. So this Adonis must be some angel sent to welcome me into heaven. Why on Earth must I be diapered in heaven? Why would I need to pee at all after I died? That doesn’t seem necessary.
Five: Even though a part of me is in a total panic, another sensation is at war with the first. There’s a strange sense of calm and peace in this room. I know I should be afraid of this stranger, but oddly I’m not. He’s not going to hurt me.
Six: I’m aroused. Like I’ve never experienced in my life. My entire body is tingling with desire. My strange diaper may be wet from me peeing myself more than once, but my arousal is also leaking out of me. My pussy tingles. I’m on the verge of an orgasm.
“Welcome back,” the man says in a soft voice. His huge hand comes to my face, and he strokes my cheek with his knuckles.
I find myself leaning into his touch, craving it. “Am I dead?”
He smiles, his eyes lighting up, the corners wrinkling. “No, Little love. You’re very much alive.”
“But… How?” I know for a fact I was dying. I felt the life ebbing out of me. Mitchel cut my femoral artery and left me to bleed to death in the middle of the forest.
“Two of my pride found you bleeding in the woods and brought you to me.” His hand slides around to the back of my neck, and he gently holds me.
I shudder and glance down, reminded that my chest is bare. My face heats as I grab at the soft blanket that was apparently covering me and tug it around to pull it up in front of me.
Embarrassed, I stare down, but that doesn’t help. My line of sight is now on the front of this man’s boxers, which are not hiding his enormous erection.
“Take a breath, Little love. You’re safe.”
I jerk my gaze back up to his. I’m trembling, and my leg is throbbing. It ought to be. I’m surprised it’s still attached to me. It felt like Mitchel cut my leg off when he sliced me. I fainted.
The man releases my neck, sits more upright, and reaches for me. “Come, Little love. You’re trembling. Let me hold you. I’ll explain.”
I find myself oddly drawn to him. I don’t know a thing about him. I should scramble off this giant bed and run from the room. But I don’t seem to have the energy to do any such thing, and I doubt I could stand on my leg if I tried.
The man tucks his hands under my arms and gently lifts me, pulling me up and turning me so that I sit sideways on his lap.
I keep a firm grip on the blanket, but I’m not sure why. He’s obviously seen me naked already. Now that I’m sitting, my legs outstretched, I look closer at the white gauze wrapped around my thigh.
The man sets one of his enormous hands on my opposite thigh. He’s so large that his fingers nearly encompass my thigh entirely.
Suddenly, it dawns on me, and I jerk my gaze up to his. “Are you a shifter?”
“Yes, Little love. A lion.”
“I heard there was a pride of lion shifters living in the mountains.” I’m making small talk with a lion shifter. This is madness. He could eat me for breakfast. Then again, whatever he intends to do to me can’t be worse than what Mitchel did.
His smile pulls me into him as if it has magnetic properties. “There are twelve of us. We run a logging company. I’m the designated leader of our pride. My name is Navin.”
“Navin…” I try it out.
“What is your name, Little love?”
“Brea.”
“Brea. That’s so pretty.”
“Are you going to eat me?” I blurt out without filtering my thoughts.
His brow furrows, and then he chuckles. “Eat you? Little love, I’m definitely going to eat your sweet pussy millions of times, if that’s what you’re asking.
But I suspect that isn’t what you meant.
I’m certainly not going to actually consume your flesh.
No. You’re my mate. I’ll never harm a hair on your body. ”
My eyes widen. I can’t breathe. Did he say he was going to eat my pussy? I can’t move. I’m so shocked that my head might explode.
He laughs again. “Breathe, Little love.” He rubs my back with one of his giant palms.
“Wait. Did you say I’m your mate?”
“Yes, Brea. The only way to save your life was to claim you. I don’t say that as if you’re some sort of obligation or a charity case. The moment I saw you, I knew I wanted to make you mine. I’m sorry that you weren’t conscious and able to consent to my decision, but it’s done now. You’re mine.”
I stare at him. He’s making no sense.
He smooths his hand up and down my bare back, his touch calming me.
“You were so close to death it was the only way, Little love,” he says gently.
“The only hope for your survival was for me to bite you, so I did. My essence runs through your veins now. It’s helping your leg heal quickly.
In a few days, all that will be left is the scar.
My essence is also causing you to feel drawn to me.
I’m sure that’s confusing, but I assure you it’s normal. ”
Normal? Nothing about this situation is normal. It’s the opposite of normal. It’s insanity.
A sudden thought scares the fuck out of me. “Did you turn me into a lion shifter? I’m I going to become an animal now?” My voice is shrill. I can’t help it.
He shakes his head. “No, Little love. My bite only binds you to me as my mate. You will not shift.”
Navin pulls me closer to him, his arms holding me so that I’m pressed against his chest. I can feel his heart beating, and it seems like mine syncs with his. Is that a thing? He’s manipulating my emotions, forcing me to calm.
“Why am I naked? Why am I wearing a diaper?”
“I washed your body, Little love. You were covered with blood and dirt. I wanted to make sure you didn’t have any other injuries. And you were totally unconscious. There was no way for you to use the bathroom.”
I don’t think I’ve blinked for a while. I’m trying to wrap my head around the fact that this stranger washed my naked body. “Can I get dressed now?” I ask softly, half afraid he might tell me no.
“Of course, Little love. Whenever you’re ready. I have a few things you can wear.” He leans me back a few inches and looks me in the eyes. “Can you tell me what happened yesterday? Someone obviously tried to kill you. That much is clear. I need to know the details so I can protect you.”
I cock my head to the side and narrow my gaze. “Why would you protect me? Why do you care?”
“Brea, you are mine.” He’s said this a few times, but I’m struggling to grasp his meaning.
“You don’t know me.”
“It doesn’t matter. I claimed you, Little love. There’s no going back. I’ll get to know you with every passing hour.”
My breath hitches. No going back? I’m still clutching the blanket in front of me, and I grip it tighter.
He squeezes my hip. His voice is gentle and soft when he speaks again.
“I bit you, Brea,” he repeats. I certainly need the repetition.
The concept is too foreign for me to internalize.
“I felt compelled to claim you, and I did. It was either that or let you die. We discussed driving you into town to a doctor, but you wouldn’t have survived the trip.
You’d lost a lot of blood. You were hanging on to life by a thread. ”
I nod slowly. “And your bite…”
“It binds you to me for the rest of our lives. You already feel the pull. It’s strong and undeniable.”
He’s right. I’m about as close to him as I could possibly be, and yet, I’d like to be even closer.
It’s as though I want to climb under his skin and be one with him.
I also want the enormous erection pressing against my hip inside me, and that’s not a sensation I’m familiar with.
No man has ever affected me physically like this before.
My lips part, but I’m not sure what to say.
“I’ll answer every question you have, Little love. I promise. Will you please answer some of mine first, though? I’m concerned about what happened to you.”
“Yes.” I squirm against his thighs. “May I please get dressed first?”
“If it will make you more comfortable, Little love.” He slides forward, cradling me in his arms, and scoots off the edge of the bed. After turning around, he gently deposits me on my back on the mattress. “Let me remove this bandage so I can make sure your wound isn’t infected.”
The blanket I’m holding has gotten twisted around, and my breasts are exposed. I tug at it to get it out from under me and try to cover myself.
He smiles indulgently and sets his hands on either side of my shoulders. “I’ve seen every inch of your precious body, Brea. You’re stunningly beautiful, and you’re mine.”
He’s said that so many times now that I’m starting to believe him.
“I know human females are not accustomed to being naked, so I’ll indulge your desire to cover yourself for now, but you should know that in the near future, I’ll expect you to get over your need for modesty.
Typically, the mates of my pride do not wear much in the way of actual clothes when they’re inside.
Obviously, you won’t go outside unprotected from the elements, but in our home, I’ll prefer to see your pretty body most of the time. ”
When he lifts a brow as if making sure I understand, I shudder. There’s no way for me to respond. He expects me to roam around his house naked? He even referred to his home as ours.
As if to punctuate his words, he bends his elbows, lowers his face, and nudges the blanket away from my breast with his nose. Before I can process his intention, he kisses my nipple and then flicks it with his tongue.
I gasp as my bud grows hard. My entire body reacts to this intimate contact with a man I’ve barely met. “Navin…”
“Mmm. I like the sound of my name from your lips, Little love. And I look forward to hearing you call out my given name as you orgasm when I’m balls deep inside your pussy, but most of the time, you’ll call me Daddy.”
He punctuates those last words by sucking my nipple into his mouth and tormenting it with his teeth and tongue.
I groan as my eyes roll back and my hands come to his biceps.
Navin nips my nipple with his teeth and releases it. “Try it out, Little love.”
Try what out? I’m unfocused and confused.
“Daddy…” he repeats.
Oh, right. I shudder. What an odd thing for him to want me to call him, but then I assess my current situation. I’m diapered, and he’s obviously intent on caring for me. It’s no wonder he wants me to call him Daddy.
He flicks my nipple again. “Try it,” he repeats.
“Daddy…” I mutter.
He grins. “Oh, yes. I really like that. I’ve waited a lifetime to find a mate.
I’ve dreamed of claiming the perfect Little girl and making her mine.
I promise I will protect and honor you every day for the rest of my life.
In return, you will learn the ways of my pride.
I know you’re not used to our customs, but I’ll teach you.
The first thing you need to understand is that as my Little mate, I’ll expect you to refer to me as Daddy. ”