Page 17 of Koa’s Little Girl (Soldier Daddies #8)

“I’ll get you something to wear while you go potty.” Koa rescued Jelly and Tiger before the stuffies could tumble to the floor as she scrambled out of bed at that reminder.

“I’ll be right back,” Giana promised and scurried from the room. When she glanced back to see if he was watching, his gaze focused on her bottom. His half-smile reassured her he enjoyed looking at her.

When she came back, Koa had spread a towel out on the bed. Next to it was a cute basket decorated like a bunny, complete with ears and a tail. She walked closer, saying, “That’s adorable, Daddy. What’s it for?”

“The bunny holds all sorts of supplies for me to take care of you, little girl. Eventually, he’ll sit on your changing table.”

“Changing table? To change what?” Her gaze landed on the poufy object on the other side of the basket. “What’s that?”

“Come here, little girl. You had a tough day. Daddy’s going to take special care of you for a while. Bottles, diapers, everything a little girl needs to let the outside world drift away.”

“I’m okay, Daddy. I don’t need that stuff.”

“We’ll try everything to find out what your heart needs. Even if your brain panics a bit. Let Daddy show you, and then you can use your safeword if it doesn’t work for you. You slept very well after drinking your bottle.”

“It was yummy,” she had to admit.

“I’m glad. Come here, Flame.” Koa wrapped his hands around her waist. After lifting her, he stretched her out on the towel and immediately lifted her legs high into the air.

She expected him to tuck the diaper underneath her, but Koa picked up a small tube and snapped off the end.

He pressed her legs forward, parting them and exposing her small entrance between her buttocks.

When she struggled at being exposed so intimately, Koa simply lifted her legs higher, controlling her movements.

“Be good, Flame. Daddy’s going to check your temperature. You’ll get used to me paying attention to your cute bottom.” He pressed the open tube against her tight rosette. A cool substance covered her entrance before he pushed the tube inside and injected the rest of that substance.

“What’s that?”

“Lubricant. It will make the thermometer slide into your bottom easily.” He set the empty tube down on the towel by her hip and pressed his finger into her bottom.

Giana gasped at the intrusion and tried to ignore the shivery thrills that raced through her at his intimate caretaking. “Daddy, no!”

“You’ll get used to Daddy’s touch here, little girl. You are very tight. I’ll need to prepare you to take my cock here.”

She swallowed hard. Somewhere inside, Giana understood he would not allow her to hide her desires and interests. She’d always been curious, but hadn’t ever trusted anyone enough to admit that.

He withdrew his finger and wiped away the slick material on a tissue before grabbing a thick thermometer from the basket. Before she could react, he pressed the tip to her tight entrance and pushed it deep inside. The lubricant foiled her attempts to clench her muscles to stop it.

“Don’t be naughty. Your diaper’s elastic will feel scratchy on thoroughly spanked skin.”

“Daddy! Take it out!”

“Ten minutes.” He twirled it gently between his fingers, drawing all her attention to this previously forbidden spot.

“I don’t like this,” she whined.

“Lying to Daddy is not a great idea. Little girls need lots of care to keep them healthy and happy. Perhaps I need to place something in your bottom frequently to help you adjust to having my touch here.”

She shook her head quickly, hoping to push that thought out of his mind. His answering, “Hmmm!” told her she hadn’t distracted him from that idea. The swirling thermometer slid a bit deeper into her bottom.

The feeling that he was in total control soothed her. The tension in her body eased, and she relaxed on the bed.

“That’s my good girl,” he praised her. Koa draped her legs over his broad shoulder and grabbed an object from the tangle of covers. “I wondered where your pacifier went. You were too tired to see it earlier. Cute, isn’t it?”

Gianna smiled and reached for the pacifier eagerly. The outside was decorated like a bunny’s mouth with a pink nose and white teeth. It must make her look like a bunny when she sucked on it. Popping it into her mouth, she sucked happily on the soft bulb.

“You are adorable, Flame.”

The pacifier made the time fly by faster. She glanced up immediately at her daddy when he slid the thermometer from her. He turned the thick tube to check the results.

“Your temperature is perfect, little girl. Let’s get you wrapped up so Daddy will leave your cute bottom alone and fill your tummy instead.”

She sucked furiously on her pacifier, glad she didn’t have to respond to that. After cleaning up the thermometer and putting it away, her daddy set her feet wide apart on the bed. He stopped her automatic move to pull her knees together and shook his head at her.

“Sorry,” she mumbled through the pacifier.

“Daddy doesn’t mind reminding you, Flame.”

He efficiently unfolded the diaper and tucked it under her hips. As he wrapped it around her body, she wondered how many times he’d done this.

“That wasn’t a good thought, little girl.” Koa popped the pacifier from her lips. “What’s going on in your mind?”

“You’re good at that.”

“And that’s a bad thing? We don’t want your diaper to fall off.”

“How many little girls have you put diapers on?” she demanded.

“Remember that I was the older brother…”

“Oh!” Immediately, she felt embarrassed.

“Always tell me if you’re upset by something. It’s better that we talk about something immediately than to stew about it. Will you promise to let me know if something bothers you?”

“Can I promise I’ll try?” she asked.

“Thank you, little girl. Now, let’s get you up! Do you want to keep your pacifier, or shall we put that back in the bunny basket?”

Giana looked at the pacifier in her hand and hesitated. She really didn’t want to give it back. Slowly, she held it out to him.

“You can keep it, Flame.” He laughed as she immediately popped it back into her mouth. “I’m glad you like it. Would you like to bring Jelly and Tiger into the dining room? I’ll put these things away until we need them again.”

When he set the basket on the dresser, she wondered, “How quickly will he need those things?” It must be soon. The basket was literally the only thing on his dresser in his military-tidy house.

“Oops!” she gasped as he lifted her off the bed and set her feet on the floor. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

He held on to her as she regained her balance.

The padding between her legs created a slight challenge.

When he released her waist to take her hand, she shifted her stuffies to one arm and clung to him for stability.

Her daddy walked slowly with her down the hallway.

The rocking steps made her feel littler than ever before.

After escorting her to the table, Koa helped her sit down. The diaper bunched under her bottom. It was a constant reminder that she could be little here. Giana played happily with her stuffies as he brought everything to the table.

“That’s everything,” he announced, setting the last dish down.

“Daddy. I can’t eat without a shirt,” she told him seriously. Her mother had always required her brother and dad to be fully covered at the table.

“I’ve got you, Flame.” He gently tugged a towel-like item with a circle opening in the middle over her head. It draped over her chest and back, concealing her skin.

She ran her hand over the fabric and smiled. It was soft and fluffy against her skin. “I like this.”

“I’m glad.” Koa dropped a kiss on the top of her head. He plucked her stuffies from her hands and drew another chair close to her for her friends before sitting down.

He filled a divided plate for her that kept all her food from touching. He even stopped and cut her chicken into bite-size pieces before setting it in front of her. “Eat, Flame. I know you’re hungry.”

Giana picked up her fork immediately and stabbed a piece of the diced fruit. Popping it into her mouth, she discovered it was a piece of apple, not the pear she’d expected. “This isn’t from a can, is it?” she mumbled as she crunched the tidbit.

“Don’t talk with your mouth full, little girl. And, yes. It is fresh. I won’t eat that mushy processed stuff. Do you like it?”

She swallowed carefully and answered, “It’s yummy. And you put all sorts of fruit in here. Look. Here’s a pear. I thought that’s what I put in my mouth.”

Poking around at the fruit salad as she chewed her newest find, Giana scrunched her nose up. A cherry. She didn’t like cherries. Did she have to eat it?

“You don’t like those?” he guessed.

Giana shook her head and answered, “Not at all.”

“Perfect. More for me. Want to feed me that one and I’ll avoid dishing anymore up for you?”

Happily, Giana stabbed the offending fruit and held it out to her daddy. He made everything so much better. As he playfully gobbled it off her fork, her heart skipped a beat. She’d never cared this much about anyone. She loved him.

Smiling down at her plate, she took a second to savor that realization. She loved Koa.

“Are you okay, Flame?” he asked, covering her hand with his.

“The absolute best I’ve ever been. Thank you, Daddy, for saving me from the red yucky monster.”

“Any time, little girl. Any time.”