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“Mmm. Sometimes. There may be times when I prefer you keep your mouth free to speak, so you may not use a pacifier to avoid an important discussion, but if there’s no reason to deny you, I will not.”

“You intend to baby me,” she says as if this is new information.

“At times. I like to think of it as taking care of your needs, Little doll. All of them. Like I said, it brings me pleasure. Not just the act of feeding or changing you but your submission. When you allow me to dominate you in every way, you show me that you trust me on a level far deeper than the average couple. It’s in my nature as a lion shifter to want to nurture you and see to your every need.”

“Okay, Daddy. I’ll try.”

“That’s all I can ask, Little doll.”

Chapter Eleven

Cora

Daddy leaves me sitting in this seat while he cleans up from dinner. His food was delicious, but I know I didn’t eat enough to please him. I’m oddly okay with that. I enjoyed reclining in his lap while he fed me a bottle earlier. It may be a strange custom, but I’m trying to wrap my mind around it and adjust.

“Do the other mates of your pride take bottles and wear diapers?” I ask as he returns to me.

“Navin is the only other member of my pride who is mated so far. To Brea.”

“Oh, I didn’t realize that. She’s so kind.”

“She is. And yes, she definitely takes bottles, wears diapers, and sucks pacifiers. It’s in our nature, Little doll.”

He comes to me and removes the cuffs around my wrists. I’ve been restrained for so long that it feels odd to lift my arms. He unfastens everything else next and lifts me out of the booster seat and up to his chest.

I wrap my legs around his body, loving the feel of his body heat.

Daddy carries me into the bedroom and through to the bathroom. Without a word, he stands me on a little stool in front of the sink, opens a new toothbrush, and puts toothpaste on it.

For a moment, I think he’s going to brush for me, but he hands it to me. He’s crowding me the entire time, his comforting heat surrounding me, and he leans around me and brushes his teeth, too.

I love that he has a stool for me. His sink is too high. Everything in his cabin is too high. He’s tall and broad, and it’s obvious that he custom-designed the entire space on the inside.

When we’re done, he takes my hand and guides me back into the bedroom. I start breathing heavily as he strips me, pulling the tank over my head and then removing my panties. Next, he pulls the covers back.

I squeal as he lifts me high off the floor and settles me on my bottom in the middle of his giant bed. “Don’t move an inch, Little doll. I’ll be right back.”

He leaves me watching his amazing backside until he disappears into the great room. I hear unrecognizable sounds, the lights go out, and then he’s back, shaking a bottle before setting it on the nightstand.

I’m not surprised. Or I shouldn’t be. I didn’t eat enough. My tummy is too unsettled, and every time I think about my stepfather, I get queasy. He will come here. Probably with a gun. The thought scares me to death.

Daddy surprises me when he removes his jeans and then his boxers. Standing before me gloriously naked, he strokes his enormous erection from base to tip.

I can’t help but tremble. Is he going to put that inside me? I’ve never actually seen a penis before, but I have no doubt his is way larger than the average man’s.

Daddy climbs onto the bed. “Don’t worry, Little doll. We’re not going to have sex tonight. You’re not ready. I’ll spend more time stretching your cunt with my fingers before I fully claim you. But when we’re in our bed, I will always be naked. You’ll understand in a minute.”

I have no idea what he means. I’m baffled but far too scared to ask. I’ll wait.

Daddy props himself up against the headboard. “Come, Little doll.”

We’re both fully exposed. It’s unsettling. I’ve never touched a naked man. Today is the first time a man has touched me. But I’m drawn to him, so I turn and crawl closer. It’s impossible to ignore his enormous erection bobbing in front of him.

He spreads his legs and pats the space between them.

My heart races as I crawl into the V of his giant thighs. His scent is intoxicating. I’ve been inhaling him all day, but until now, I don’t think I’ve been as overwhelmed by his smell as he has mine.

Masculine, woodsy, dominant. I wonder again, is dominant a smell?