“Is it safe to comeinside now?” I hear Peyton call from outside, and a blush burnsacross my face.
“We’ll be aroundlater!” James calls out. “Unless you want to see your old mannaked.”
“That’s disgusting!”she yells back before her footsteps fade away.
“How long do youthink she was standing there?” I ask in horror. “What did shehear?”
“They showed upright after I flipped you over,” James says tracing my nipple witha finger. “Why are you embarrassed?”
“Don’t be anasshole,” I say with a frown. “I just don’t want to scar yourdaughter when she hears me moaning, ‘fuck me, Daddy’.”
James laughs behindme, shaking the entire bed. “That would be something.” He fallssilent for a moment before leaning over my naked body to look at myface. “You don’t have to say shit like that, you know? It justslipped out.”
“I know,” I say witha goofy smile, my brain still slightly fried by my orgasm. “I neverhad a father so it isn’t weird or anything. And I kind of like theidea of being your little girl.”
“You do?” He looksand sounds shocked.
“Why wouldn’tI?”
“I thought womenwanted to be independent,” he says with a frown.
“We are so. And Idon’t need you to tell me what to do or how to do it in myday-to-day life,” I explain. “But in our bed, in our home, whenwe’re alone, it’s actually kind of hot.”
“I’m well aware ofwhat turns you on, little mate,” he says with a smirk.
“Is that so?”
“Oh, yes, littleone. Your pussy drips when I say dirty, demeaning things to you,”he murmurs cupping my sex. “And your walls clenched so hard theydamn near ripped my cock off when I spanked you.”
“I didn’t know Iwould like these kinds of things,” I say with a blush, not sure ifthis is a good or a bad thing.
“I’m happy you do,”James says with a cheeky grin. “I don’t want to hold anything backfrom you and I love doing these kinds of things. I love that you’resubmissive and obedient and a horny little thing.”
I laugh at hisdescription of me. Before yesterday none of those words would haveapplied to me, but now they do, and it feels good to be seen.
“We should grab ashower so we can head to Peyton’s,” I say slipping from beneath hisarm and striding to the bathroom butt-naked.
“She’ll have to waita bit longer,” James says as he slides in the shower behind me.“Put your hands against the tiles and push your ass out, littlegirl. Daddy wants to make sure you are good and dirty before hecleans you up.”
“James…”
“It’ll be hard andfast,” he promises. “I just want to make sure you smell like me.There are too many young, virile males in this pack.”
My heart melts athis words and I follow his instructions without a word. Not that Ihave anything to complain about.
Chapter Eleven
James
Entering the homePeyton shares with her mate, Caine, I smell freshly brewed coffee,pancakes, and fruit. My stomach grumbles and my little mateblushes.
“Shit, I didn’t evenfeed you.”
“That happens whenyou find your mate. Food, work, sport, everything else falls awayfor a while,” he says. “All you can think about is fucking likeanimals until your bond is set.”
I smack his chest.“No sex talk!” I hiss. “You know it’ll get me all worked up.”
“I do.”