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Chapter Six

The room started spinning. She was aware of all the air leaving her lungs and murmured words coming from Daddy, but nothing made any sense. Nothing except an all-consuming need for something she couldn’t identify.

She couldn’t release him. Couldn’t or wouldn’t. He was saying something, perhaps encouraging her to let go, but she was under water. His voice was muted. All she could discern was his tone. It was soft and kind. He wasn’t angry.

His lips met hers, and she moaned into his mouth as he kissed her deeper than he had any time before. She’d never seen two people kiss like this, not even her parents. Maybe they did so in private.

She wanted more. More of the unknown.

His fingers threaded in her long hair, angling her head to one side so he could deepen the kiss. His tongue danced with hers, tasting, taking, licking, sucking.

A deep primal sound filled the room. It came from her. Or maybe him. It didn’t matter.

She needed more from him with a strange clarity she shouldn’t have possessed. Nudity. Skin on skin. More contact. More of his kisses. His mouth everywhere like he’d told her.

She broke the kiss, but only to beg. “Please, Daddy…”

He was panting, his arms shaking at her sides. “Molly…”

“There are a million buttons up the back of this dress. Maybe cut it off?”

He chuckled. “Not a chance, Little one. If you want this dress off, you’re going to let go of Daddy’s wrist and roll onto your tummy so I can take my time unbuttoning it.”

She frowned. “Scissors would be faster.”

“My Little girl is so eager.”

Her cheeks heated. “Gavin, don’t tease me.”

He sobered and kissed her again before prying her fingers off him. “Roll over, Baby girl.”

She scrambled to obey him. It wasn’t easy flipping over with her waist-length hair and all the material of her skirts in the way. She got all tangled up and frustrated.

Daddy finally set his huge hands on her hips and lifted her a few inches before settling her. He gathered her wild hair in one hand and gently pulled it to the side she wasn’t facing.

Her breath hitched when his hand splayed on her back and he leaned over to kiss her neck. “Relax, Baby girl. Listen to Daddy.”

She nodded.

“I’m going to take this dress off. I suspect you have so many layers on under it that I won’t be able to glimpse one inch of your skin still. I want you to take deep breaths while I work these buttons. When I’m done, you can decide if you want me to go further.”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered. She already knew her answer.

“I know the bond is powerful. When you touch my mark, it’s hard to focus on anything except getting more contact with my skin. That’s normal. That connection will grow more powerful by the day. But I will not rush you. I want you to be ready before we take steps that aren’t reversible.”

She licked her lips. “It’s inevitable, though, Daddy,” she argued.

“Yes, Little one. It is. But it doesn’t have to be today if taking me into your body makes you too nervous.”

“Okay,” she murmured. It was strange how she woke up this morning petrified at the thought of a man entering her body with his member. Once she met Gavin, that fear actually doubled because he was so big. But now… Now she craved everything he would do to her.

He started at her neck and slowly worked every button through its hole, obviously taking his time. By the time he reached the last one over her butt, she was trembling.

Daddy lifted her off the bed, stood her on her feet, and sat on the edge where she’d just been. He reverently stroked her cheeks before lowering the pretty ceremonial gown down her arms until it pooled at her feet.

Her body was still fully concealed, but her arms were exposed. That was enough to make her shiver. Her arms had never been exposed to anyone. She’d worn long sleeves every time she left her bedroom since she’d been a small child.

“How many layers of this modest material do you have on?” Daddy teased, fingering the narrow strips on her shoulders.

She giggled as he trailed his fingertips down her arms, causing goosebumps in their wakes. “Seems like a dozen. Why does it suddenly feel stifling and ridiculous.”

He brought his lips to her bare shoulder and kissed. “The only time you’ll ever wear anything like this in the future will be when we go into the valley. And that’s not going to happen often. It will make me feel growly.”

She giggled again. “I can’t picture you growly.”

“You will eventually.”

She boldly brought her hands to the front of his dress shirt and started undoing the buttons down his front. She barely knew herself. If someone would have told her this morning she would remove her mate’s shirt for him later today, she would have blushed and looked away.

Daddy cupped her face and kissed her, distracting her, making it hard for her to keep on task, especially since she couldn’t see what she was doing. But she managed to get several buttons undone while he sucked on her tongue and her lips.

“When will I see you growly?” she managed to ask breathlessly, trying to return to his earlier statement. Her curiosity was piqued. “When I break one of your rules?” The idea unnerved her.

“Never, Baby girl. I will never raise my voice at you, look at you in frustration, or strike you from a place of anger. You have my word. You will only see my eyes blaze when someone else threatens you.”

Her breath hitched. “Who would threaten me?”

He sighed, wincing slightly. “Do you understand why the Alpha Protectors exist, Little one?”

She nodded slowly, thinking. “To keep the citizens of the valley safe.”

“Exactly. There are occasional threats from beyond, Baby girl. We prefer they be infrequent, but they do exist. Life in the mountains has its risks. I will educate you on those risks, but not today.”

“Okay.” Risks … She’d never thought about what the valley was being protected from. Other wolves? She knew there were other packs in other valleys. Maybe they weren’t as friendly. Maybe they also had Alpha Protectors who defended their territories.

She recalled that not too long ago a female shifter from the valley was abducted on her mating day.

When her Alpha Protector had arrived for the ceremony, she’d been gone.

Molly had heard that the woman was eventually found safe by her mate, but she had no idea who had abducted her or why.

Maybe that sort of thing was what Daddy was talking about.

He cupped her face again. “Don’t you fret, Little one. Other Alphas are guarding us tonight. We’re safe. You will always be safe. I will make sure of it.”

“Okay, Daddy.”

He kissed her lips again. Every time he did so, he scrambled her brain a bit more. She knew he sometimes kissed her intentionally to soften her. It worked, and she didn’t mind.

When he released her lips this time, he held her gaze while undoing the last few buttons and removing his shirt.

She gasped as the expanse of his chest was exposed to her. He was even larger without his shirt, though that wasn’t logical. His chest was broad and muscular, with a dusting of brown hair.

In her modest home, she couldn’t remember ever seeing her father’s chest, but she was certain he was nowhere near as built or broad or tall as Gavin.

Molly reached up with trembling fingers and touched him.

He sat still, letting her trail her fingertips along his pecs and down to his abs. When she lifted her gaze back to his, he flipped her hand over to expose her wrist. “I’m going to kiss you here, Little one.”

She nodded.

He brought her arm to his lips and let his mouth graze lightly over the mark.

Her knees nearly gave out, but he grabbed her waist with his free hand to steady her. “Powerful, huh?”

“Yes,” she breathed.

“Do you want me to remove your shifts, Molly?”

“Yes, Daddy.” She didn’t hesitate. She was so alive, and she wanted to experience the rest.

Gavin gathered up all the layers in his hands at her sides and slowly lifted the stifling material. “Arms up, Baby girl.”

She held her breath as she lifted her arms above her head. A second later, she stood before him in nothing but her white panties.

Daddy was not breathing. He wasn’t blinking either. His gaze roamed up and down her body.

Perhaps she should have been embarrassed, but all she could feel was beautiful because that’s what she read in his expression. Awe and reverence.

His hands were trembling as he finally cupped her breasts, and she nearly collapsed into him when he stroked her nipples with his thumbs.

He caught her, supporting her with his enormous palms. “Molly…”

“Will you claim me now?” she asked softly.

“Are you sure, Little one?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

He rose from the bed, lifted her once again, and settled her on her back. His hands came to the elastic of her panties at her hips so he could lower them down her body. And then she was naked.

She fought the urge to cover herself. Naked wasn’t an experience she was used to. She didn’t even bathe naked. Plus, certainly no one ever saw her bare skin.

Her chest rose and fell as she watched him look at her. When he set his hands on her knees and guided them open, she inhaled sharply. She couldn’t believe this was happening. Nor could she comprehend the bombardment of emotions consuming her.

Daddy bent her knees and pushed them high and wide, exposing every bit of her most private parts.

She reached for his shoulders and whimpered. “Daddy…”

“Let Daddy look at you, Baby girl. You will not hide yourself from me. Never again. When we’re alone, I will want to see all of you like this.

For the next few weeks, I will rarely dress you, Little one.

You’ll grow accustomed to my gaze on your gorgeous body, my hands roaming over your curves, my mouth suckling every inch of you. ”

She panted. His words were so foreign. It was hard to fathom what he described.

“Look at me, Molly.”

She jerked her gaze from his chest to his eyes.

“I’m going to suck your pretty nipples, then I’m going to lower my mouth between your legs and lap at your pussy with my tongue.”

She pursed her lips. His mouth? On her down there? Her face heated, but she found she also really wanted to know what that would feel like.

“Have you ever touched your pussy, Little one?”

She shook her head, the temperature of her cheeks rising.

“You’ve never stroked your clit until you reached orgasm, Baby girl?”

She stared at him.

“You don’t even know what an orgasm is, do you, Molly?”

“No, Sir,” she whispered.

“In a minute, you’ll know.” He lowered his mouth to her breast.

The moment he drew her nipple in between his lips, she arched her chest toward him and whimpered. Holy heavens. She couldn’t make a coherent thought. Her breast felt heavy as her nipple grew hard and tight.

She considered touching him, but she couldn’t manage to send any messages to her hands, which lay limp at her sides, partially under her knees.

In seconds, she was panting, and Daddy switched to the other nipple to treat it to the same delicious assault.

Her mother definitely didn’t tell her about this. Molly wondered if her mother even knew. And then all thoughts of anyone besides Gavin fled the mountain.

His touch… His mouth… The way he held her knees obscenely wide…

He left her nipple wet when he suddenly lowered his head between her legs.

She held her breath for a heartbeat, and then his mouth was on her again, and she cried out. Her eyes rolled back as he dragged his tongue over a spot she’d never known existed. A sensitive bundle of nerves that seemed to draw every ounce of her attention.

When he captured the bud between his teeth, she came apart, screaming as intense pleasure consumed her, pulses making her body throb over and over. Her vision swam as she gasped for air.

Daddy didn’t stop. Instead he thrust his tongue into her.

“Ohhh…” The sound was foreign to her, and she tried to buck him off her, overwhelmed and certain she couldn’t take more.

But she was wrong. The need grew. In the back of her mind, she thought she should be mortified for him to put his mouth there, but she couldn’t find the will to care.

It felt better than anything she’d ever experienced in her life.

That place where he had his tongue… That’s where he was going to put his…shaft. Right?

Suddenly, he sucked again, seemingly every inch of her private parts. She stopped breathing as she reached for that elusive cliff she’d crashed over moments ago, and lifted her hips clear off the bed as she tumbled into the abyss again.

Oh, oh, oh, oh …

The pulsing resumed, her channel clenching around his tongue.

Nirvana.