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“It’s too hard, Daddy,” she whined.

“It’s not, Little one. You’re doing it.”

“I don’t like it. Please take it out,” she begged.

He smiled at her and stroked her cheek again. “Obey Daddy. Think about your submission to my will. You’ll keep that thermometer inside your tight rectum because I said so.” He lifted a brow.

She licked her dry lips. “Yes, Sir.” A strange feeling washed over her as she submitted to his will. It made her shiver, which made her task all the more difficult, but she would obey him because instinct told her to. Her wolf wanted out, but she would not release her lupine side until her Daddy said so.

After several minutes of heavy breathing and exertion, the rod started to slip. Her eyes shot wide. “Daddy.” She didn’t want to fail.

“It’s okay, Little one. Reach back with your hand and hold it in.”

Her arm was shaking as she lifted it behind her and wrapped her palm around the thick rod. She was immediately able to release the tight grip of her rectum, which allowed her to breathe easier.

“Good girl. Push it in deeper and hold it.” He took the opportunity to slide his hand down to her breast to delicately stroke the skin. His gaze lowered to her chest, and he watched as he drew circles around her globe.

She watched, too. She couldn’t take her gaze off his fingers on her delicate skin.

“You are so beautiful, Suzette,” he told her reverently. “Every inch of you brings me to my knees.” He circled her nipple over and over, not touching it directly, making her want to scream.

“Daddy…” she breathed out.

He pretended to ignore her. “I love how these tight little buds get hard even when I’m not touching them.” He was distracting her. It was working.

Her nipple grew harder by the second. When she squirmed, trying to thrust her chest out toward him, he removed his fingers. “Tsk, tsk. Stay still and keep your hand on that thermometer. I’m going to check it again in a second and then put it back in.”

Heat raced from her face down her chest. His words were so filthy. Or was it the imminent shift making her hot? “What will it be like, Daddy?” she asked.

He smiled and leaned forward to kiss her nipple before answering. “You’ll close your eyes and focus on your wolf as she comes to the surface. It only takes a few seconds for the shimmer to take over, and then you’ll drop down on all fours. It’s the most natural thing. No reason to be scared.”

“I won’t be able to stop it, will I?”

“Not the first time. No. After that, yes.” His finger came back to her breast and resumed tormenting her. “Twist the thermometer in circles, Little one,” he ordered.

She sucked in a breath at the reminder of her intense submission as she did as he demanded.

“Good girl.”

She really liked it when he praised her. She hoped to please him like this every day of her life. “Can you take it out now, Daddy?” she asked, trying to keep her voice sweet and syrupy.

“Nope. But we can add five extra minutes for you asking. Keep spinning it, naughty girl.”

Nerve endings she’d been unaware of until today were on fire in her bottom. Not painful. Arousing. Even doing it to herself was making her blush and keeping her pussy wet.

“Do you know why I want you to twist it around, Suzette?” he asked.

She swallowed. “Yes, Sir,” she murmured.

“Tell me, Little one.”

Ugh. Darn him. “Because you want me to be aware of the nerves in my bottom,” she managed to say, embarrassment crawling up her chest.

“That’s right. Why do I want to bring attention to the way it feels to have your tight little hole penetrated, Little doll?”

Why did he have to make her say all this out loud? She knew the answer. It was obvious. “Because it reminds me of my submission.”

“What else?”