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He gave her a soft smile. “You will, Baby girl,” he said softly. “I know you will because the mention of me spanking your naughty bottom has sent your arousal through the roof.”
She swallowed, still shaking her head. She hated that he could scent her, and she really hated that her body was reacting so absurdly to his suggestion. She needed to put some distancebetween them, but when she tried to push off his lap, he gripped her thigh and steadied her.
Leah turned her head to glare at him, shocked to find him giving her a sharp reprimanding shake of the head. “Stay where you are, Little one. Sit still.”
She froze. How was he able to so easily control her? She hated it. After a moment, she squirmed again. “Let me down.”
He held her in place with one hand on her hip with no effort. He lifted the other hand to tip her chin so that she was forced to look at him. “You will sit still and listen to Daddy, Little one. What I’m telling you is important. Do you need me to pause and show you what it feels like to have your naughty bottom spanked before I continue?”
She gasped.
He waited for her to answer.
“No.”
He lifted a brow.
She wasn’t sure what more he wanted from her, and her heart was beating so fast it was going to thump out of her chest. His intense stare continued, and she finally recalled something her mother had pounded into her from birth. Respect. Especially for her mate. She cleared her throat. “No, Sir.”
He gave her a small smile. “Good girl. Are you going to sit still on Daddy’s lap while I continue?”
“Yes, Sir.” Or faint. She might faint. Every molecule in her body was behaving erratically. Her skin felt hot. Her dress was suddenly suffocating her.
A strange need she did not understand consumed her.
Chapter Eleven
Elias struggled to control his cock. It was pressed against her thigh, but he didn’t think she realized it. He was determined to tell her everything now before they let their physical connection take over. He wanted her to have every piece of information he could impart.
“As I was saying, safety is my primary concern. If you break a safety rule, I will not hesitate to spank you, Leah. I will always spank your naked bottom so I can see what I’m doing and ensure I don’t swat you too hard. If I think you need more than a spanking, I will insist you stand in the corner after I’m done to give you time to think about your behavior.”
Her eyes were wide with shock. He’d known that would happen, and damn but he wanted all the cards on the table even if he continued to shock her. “Not only will you not be required to cook for me, Little one, but you may not use the oven or the stove. You may not touch the knives. You will ask my permission before you do anything at all in the kitchen.”
Her eyes widened further, her jaw dropping open.
He continued, “You may not run in the house. You may not climb onto chairs to reach things. When you’re in your crib, you will stay on your bottom until I come to get you. Samegoes for your playpen. On your bottom when I put you in the playpen. No climbing out. All of those are safety issues, Leah. I admit yesterday I found those rules to be as absurd as you are currently thinking, but now that I’ve claimed you, I understand. The thought of anything happening to you makes my skin crawl, so I get it. I will insist on the same rules as every other Alpha Protector. Have I made myself clear?”
Leah was struggling, and he felt bad for her, but it was easier to rip this bandage off all at once. He waited until she whispered, “Yes, Sir.” Frustration was marring her features, but it was clear by her pheromones that she was mostly angry with her own body for reacting so strongly to his orders.
It was innate. It didn’t matter that she’d never expected the level of submission he would require of her, nor did it matter that he hadn’t expected to dominate her as strongly as he now knew was necessary. This was the way of his people, and she would learn.
Elias could tell by her scent, the way she fidgeted, and how she kept looking away that she was already realizing that she would crave his firm dominance. Thrive on it. Shake with the need to obey him. Her deep submission was in her bones. It would gradually surface over the next few days until it was second nature. She knew it, but she didn’t like it.
He softened his tone as he continued, “There will be other rules, Baby girl. Rules that aren’t related to safety. Rules you might intentionally break when you feel like you need a spanking.”
She gasped again. “I will never feel like Ineeda spanking,” she argued.
“You will, Little one. I promise.” He gripped her hip, preparing to hold her close as he spoke his next words. “You can already feel it bubbling up inside you. You’re curious. You want to know what it will feel like. You want to submit to me in theway I’m describing. You’re shaking with the need to have me flip you over my knees, push your dress up, and bare your bottom.”
She shook her head defiantly, sending her hair flying around her shoulders, but the scent of her arousal could not be stopped. He would bet her pussy was dripping.
He needed to drive his point home in a way that would scare her, so he nodded toward the mountains behind her. “There are predators out there, Little one. Other animals, some wild, some not. I never want you to be in a situation where you are threatened because you strayed too far from Daddy or snuck out of the house without permission.”
She blinked. “Do you mean there are bad men out in the forest?”
“There could be, but what I do know is there are bear shifters.”
“Bear shifters?” Her voice rose to a creak.
