Page 9 of Hayes (Alpha Daddies #7)

Chapter Seven

Hayes hurried into the bedroom, grabbed several things he would need, and returned to find his Little girl right where he’d left her. She was calmer now that he’d alleviated some of her worries.

Fuck, but she was gorgeous. Standing in their living room, her long blond hair tousled from sex, her body… Damn. He stopped in his tracks to stare at her.

Her curves…

Her breasts…

Her pink nipples so hard…

Her bottom…

Fuck, he was lucky.

She suddenly shivered and crossed her arms.

“Don’t,” he said softly. “You’re so gorgeous.”

“Thank you,” she murmured, lowering her hands.

He came to her, set several things on the coffee table, and ran a hand up her spine to her neck. “Bend over, Little one. Put your hands on the table so I can take your temperature.”

Another shudder wracked her body as she obeyed him, but she did so without question, and the increased scent in the room was her arousal. She probably wasn’t affected by her own pheromones, but he certainly was. In a normal way.

“Spread your feet wider, Baby girl.”

She did as instructed without hesitation.

Submission was innate in wolf mates. And Fate only selected the most submissive females in the valley to mark them with the sign of the Alpha Protectors.

Even mates who thought they were rebellious or fought against traditions were unable to deny their mates in the long run.

Rylee was deeply submissive and eager to obey her Daddy.

She let her head fall between her arms, so she wasn’t looking directly at the items on the coffee table. Perhaps she thought it best not to look too closely. She would be right. For now.

Hayes opened the lube and squeezed a generous amount onto his finger before coating the thermometer and rounding to stand behind her.

He planted one foot between her spread legs, set his palm on the small of her back, and spread her cheeks open with his thumb and pinky.

His pointer still had lube on it, which he intended to put to use after he took her temperature.

With his other hand, he eased the thermometer into her bottom, loving the way she whimpered and accepted the intrusion. Her arousal ratcheted up several notches, the scent filling the entire house.

His sweet mate’s body trembled as he twisted the rod inside her, easing it in and out several inches while he watched her. Her lips parted when she couldn’t keep from panting, and the soft sounds of her need were musical. He hoped she reacted this way to his touch for the rest of their lives.

He left the rod inside her longer than necessary, finally pulling it out to look at the reading. As he did so, he kept his hand on the small of her back, his fingers still holding her cheeks parted, silently telling her she did not have permission to move.

Her temperature was higher than earlier, but she had several hours left in her transitional phase. Hayes intended to put every bit of that time to good use. Starting now.

After leaning over her to set the thermometer on a cloth, he gripped her hip with that now freed hand, lowered his lubricated pointer to her puckered hole, and rubbed the tight rosebud.

Rylee’s knees nearly bucked. Her moan was loud.

“Stay still, Little one,” he commanded in a gentle voice. “Daddy is going to finger your pretty bottom.” He didn’t give her time to think that through before he eased his pointer into her.

Rylee lifted her head, tipped it back, and arched her entire body at the unexpected intrusion. She didn’t pull away or break form, however. She stayed right where he’d instructed her to stand. She also didn’t argue or complain. And her arousal…doubled.

His cock had been hard all day, and this wasn’t going to help, but he wouldn’t take her again right now, nor would he take her in the living room. His come needed to stay in the bedroom until they could understand her extraordinary sense of smell better.

This moment was for her. It would also prove how affected she was by her own scent. He wanted to test his theory that she didn’t mind smelling her own arousal or her come. It was his that was too potent for her.

Taking his time, he slid his finger in and out of her, listening to the way her breaths came faster and faster, feeling her heart rate as it accelerated, and watching as her arousal slid down her inner thighs.

He gave her time to adjust to the strange sensation before he removed his finger.

Rylee whimpered before she shuddered from head to toe.

“Don’t move, Baby girl,” he ordered.

“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered.

He took his time cleaning off his fingers and the thermometer before he picked up the row of anal beads from the coffee table.

There was little chance she hadn’t seen every single item on the table by now.

This particular toy would have meant nothing to her.

Her mind mostly likely wouldn’t have been able to process it because there was no way she’d ever seen or heard of anal beads.

He squeezed lube down the row of beads before stepping behind her again. With his palm at the small of her back, he lined the smallest bead up with her entrance. “Relax your bottom for me again, Little one.”

She took a deep breath and blew it out slowly like such a good girl.

“That’s it, Rylee.” He guided the beads into her, watching as her body accepted each increasingly larger sphere. The final and largest bulb was the same size as his finger, so it wouldn’t stretch her more than he’d done himself.

When the row of beads was fully seated, he turned the rubber loop left outside her body in a slow circle, bringing attention to the toy deep inside her.

His cock was going to revolt, but it could wait. Now was not the time for him to orgasm. This lesson was for his Little girl. She would need to learn to accept what he offered her. She would also need to learn to wait patiently for permission to come.

Hayes had never once considered introducing his mate to any of the toys he’d purchased for her this early in their relationship.

He certainly hadn’t expected to do any such thing today before she’d even shifted for the first time.

But Rylee was full of surprises. One of them was her submissive nature that didn’t need the sort of honing other mates needed.

The more important unexpected turn of events was her heightened sense of smell. It was customary for mates to have sex several times between consummation and the female’s first shift, but the frenzy Rylee was experiencing was unlike others.

He couldn’t take her as many times as she would like in the coming hours. If he did, she would end up very sore. Even her ability to heal rapidly wouldn’t be enough for him to enter her as many times as she might request.

Instead, he needed to get creative. The anal beads were one step toward that goal. Distraction. Based on the way she accepted the thermometer, his finger, and the toy into her bottom, he wouldn’t be surprised if he could coax her to come from very little other contact.

“You may stand now, Little one,” he said as he slid a hand around her waist to help her.

He turned her in his arms and tipped her face back with a finger under her chin. “How does that feel, Baby girl?” He set his other hand on her bottom to turn the loop in another circle.

“Weird,” she murmured, clenching her bottom.

He bent to kiss her lips before taking her hand and leading her into the kitchen. The sun was going down, bathing the room in nothing but the soft light coming in through the back windows and the door.

Hayes guided her toward the glass door, angled her so she was facing out, and lifted her hands to set them on the cool surface above her head. He stood behind her with his hands on her hips. “The view is amazing, isn’t it, Little one?”

“Breathtaking, Daddy,” she whispered. She looked all around, probably making sure no one was staring back at her, seeing her naked body.

Hayes smoothed his hands up to cup her breasts, weighing the perfect globes in his palms before thumbing her nipples.

His Little girl’s breath hitched, and she rose onto her toes.

Hayes stepped closer, pressing his front against her back, nudging one leg between hers so that the rubber loop rested against his thigh. Maintaining one hand around her breast, he lowered the other down her tummy until he found her clit with his middle finger.

She moaned as he stroked the swollen nub. “Daddy…” The one word was breathy. She was horny, but she wasn’t out of her head from the scent of her own arousal.

Hayes slid his finger lower and pushed it up inside her soaked pussy, glancing up to see her fingers gripping the glass as if she could use the window to hold on.

When he pulled his finger out of her, more of her essence escaped to run down her thighs. He brought his soaked finger up to her mouth and tapped her lips. “Taste yourself, Little one.”

She flicked his finger with her tongue.

He watched closely, needed to see her reaction. Nothing unusual happened, so he continued, “Open for Daddy, Rylee. Suck your juices off my finger.”

A soft purr left her lips as she obeyed him, parting her lips and allowing him to enter her mouth with his pointer.

“Good girl. Lick it clean, Rylee.”

She moaned as she sucked, and damn but the visual made his cock so fucking hard. He needed to control himself. It wouldn’t help his point at all if he came in the kitchen.

She was growing warmer. Her legs were shaking. He needed to end this experiment and put her out of her misery. She needed to be fed again, and then she would nap in his arms.

But first… He removed his finger with a soft pop. “Such a good girl,” he repeated. He lowered his hand back down between her legs, thrust his finger into her as deeply as possible, and ground his palm against her clit. “Come, Rylee,” he ordered.

She came for him, her orgasm so powerful that he had to hold her up with his thigh. He released her breast and used that arm to wrap around her middle, not removing his digit from inside her pussy until she was fully sated and limp.

Bending slightly, he lifted his girl into his arms and cradled her against his chest. She was the most precious Little girl in the world.