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When he turned her over and slid a diaper under her, she didn’t protest. He considered cleaning her off with a damp cloth first, but decided against it. The view of his four ejaculations oozing out of her made his dick hard all over again. He wouldn’t wipe it off. Not now.
He closed the diaper, cradled her in his arms, and headed for the kitchen.
She suckled on the binky adorably in his arms, her eyes closed. She was half asleep, enough not to protest the diaper.
Arion grabbed a cold bottle from the fridge. He’d prepared it especially for this night, knowing he would want it handy when they finally completed the bond. The fluid would feel so good going down her throat, and it was filled with electrolytes and other nutrients that would help her through her first shift.
He headed back to the nursery and settled in the rocking chair.
She protested with a whimper, opening her eyes briefly when he popped the binky out of her mouth, but she settled again when he replaced it with the nipple of the bottle.
Her precious little hand came up to grab his pinky as she sucked hard. His Little girl was so thirsty. By the time the bottle was empty, she was sound asleep. Worn out.
Arion quickly replaced the bottle with the binky so she could continue sucking. It was uncanny how quickly and totally she’d become dependent on the binky. Her heart rate was always lower while she suckled, and her entire body relaxed further.
Not about to put her down, he continued to rock her, holding her close, staring at her features, wishing he didn’t have to blink because each time he did he couldn’t see her for a split second. Any amount of time was too long.
He was naked. She wore nothing but the diaper. It was intimate and made him feel infinitely closer to her. Their souls were bonding closer by the moment while she slept. He knew when she awoke, she would feel the same intensity that was growing in the room.
She slept about an hour before she became restless in his arms, whimpering and squirming as her eyes slowly opened. For the first time since they’d arrived two days ago, she didn’t immediately frown and tug the binky out of her mouth. In fact, she suckled harder and arched her chest as a low moan filled the room.
He wasn’t surprised. He’d known she would wake up hornier than before. In fact, his cock—which had never fully softened—jumped back to attention against her hip. Her little sounds would be his undoing.
Jezebel surprised him when she released his pinky and palmed her breast, her fingers automatically pinching her precious little nipple.
He smiled as he circled her wrist to pull her hand away.
Her eyes went wide, and she whimpered and writhed in his arms in protest. She was so fucking adorable. And so horny.
Arion let her recline on his thighs and slid his free hand into her diaper, finding her clit unerringly before stroking it.
She gasped behind the binky and lifted her hips, digging her heels into the arm of the rocking chair.
Nothing could have prepared him for this deep lust, not his own or hers. He’d been told, but the reality was so much more powerful than the lore.
Arion removed his hand from her diaper and palmed the front. He knew she would need to pee. He considered taking her to the bathroom, but she was in no state to sit on the toilet. Plus, it was time to take her temperature again.
“Wet your diaper, Little one. Relax your bladder. Then Daddy will clean you up and take your temperature.”
She groaned and shook her head defiantly, arching and bucking her hot needy body.
“I know you need to come again, Little mate. I’ll give you what you need after you pee and I take your temperature.” He forced his voice to be stern. This was important. He needed her to submit to him. He wouldn’t always insist she use a diaper, but they were at a crossroads here, and her submission was paramount.
The moaning increased as she tried to wiggle free of his hold, but he kept one hand around her naughty wrist and used the other to press on her bladder.
She cried out behind the binky, her body going stiff as she shook her head, but she gave up the fight and released her bladder.
“Such a good girl,” he praised. “Letting yourself submit to Daddy.” He palmed her soaked diaper, making her fully aware of her submission.
She sighed, resigned, her body going limp and her legs falling open.
Arion rose and carried his precious mate to the changing table. After lowering her to the surface, he stretched her arms above her head and restrained her wrists.
She was panting and squirming, but she didn’t fight him, nor did she give up the binky. That was okay. It was helping her submit.
He secured her waist next, opened her diaper, and took his time carefully cleaning her tender folds, watching her closely to make sure she didn’t wince. Her skin was pink and swollen. His semen was still thickly present. He washed it all away while she squirmed. She was healing fast. It was in their nature. She would be able to take him inside her again soon.
When he finished, he unfastened her. “Roll over for Daddy, bottom in the air.”
