Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 49961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
“I know, baby. You are so brave to let Daddy help you. I’m very proud of you.”
His praise helped her relax slightly. This was her Daddy. He needed to take care of her.
“You are very tight, Little girl. I will pay special attention to you here.”
She shook her head wildly as Marcus continued, “Little girls have their temperatures taken in their bottoms. That’s also how you will receive the extra nutrients you need after Daddy drinks from you.” His finger rotated inside her, spreading the lubricant evenly.
Before she could ask questions, he pressed the rounded tip of something to her clenched opening. “This is a supplement to replenish your body.”
“I don’t need it,” she mumbled around the pacifier as she desperately tried to convince him as she squeezed her muscles to keep him out.
“Of course you want to be as healthy as possible. Daddy knows what will replenish you.” He inserted the thick item deep into her passage and held it there. “Do not push this from your bottom. If you’re naughty, I will insert two and a plug to hold it in place.”
His expression told her he was serious. Carina relaxed her muscles.
“Good girl. I love it when you’re my sweet Little. Although I must admit I enjoyed spanking your cute bottom as well. I guess it’s up to you to decide whether or not to behave. You have that power.”
Carina considered that as he cleaned his hand before placing a fresh diaper under her hips and lowering her legs. The idea that she ran the show and he would respond to her behavior made total sense—as did the concept that she had power in this dynamic.
The scent of baby powder teased her nostrils as he sprinkled her skin. She’d always loved that aroma. A couple of minutes later, he scooped her off the table, wrapped securely and feeling so comfortable.
“Better, huh?” Marcus settled her on his hip before hugging her tightly and giving her a light kiss on her lips. “Let’s get that bottle now.” He patted her bottom, jostling the suppository and reminding her of its presence as a symbol of her Littleness.
Carina didn’t protest. She’d enjoyed her Daddy’s attention. Being Little was challenging. She had to let go of her worries about what others would think. They didn’t matter now.
In the kitchen, new supplies she hadn’t seen sat in a basket on the island. She watched him pour a thick liquid that smelled like vanilla into a cute bottle decorated with flowers. Her mouth watered. Carina pulled out her pacifier to tell him, “Thirsty, Daddy.”
“I’ll hurry, Little one.”
“I could drink it from a glass,” she suggested, reaching for the uncapped container.
“No, Carina. Daddy’s in charge. Besides, this design is so cute. Don’t you like the decorations? So much better than a boring big-girl cup. I’ll let you pick out the next one.”
Carina studied the wicker container as he screwed on the top. Inside, different sizes and shapes of bottles jumbled together. Her gaze kept returning to the one with paw prints on it. She pointed to that bottle.
“Oh, you like animals? I love that one too. What’s your favorite animal?” he asked as he set the creamy white mixture back into the refrigerator.
“Raccoon,” she mumbled around the pacifier.
“What do you like most about raccoons?” he asked, carrying her to the couch.
“Mask.”
As he settled on the cushions and shifted her into a reclining position in his arms, her Daddy shared, “Their faces are so cute. Have you ever seen them wash their food?”
She nodded eagerly and pulled the pacifier out as he brought the nipple of the bottle to her lips. The nipple felt weird in her mouth. She pushed at it with her tongue, and a delicious mixture filled her mouth. Yum! Carina sucked eagerly and devoured the delightful liquid.
“I believe my Little girl likes Daddy’s special formula. I bet you’ll be eager to try it again.”
Carina nodded vigorously. She studied his face. Marcus wasn’t classically handsome. He had too many scars. Each one added character and strength to his appearance. He had survived so many battles. Still he was more attractive to her than any man she’d ever met. Was it his Daddyness or his vampiness that drew her?
“You are thinking hard, Carina. Why don’t you relax and let your mind drift?” he suggested, brushing her hair back from her face and threading his fingers through her tresses to massage her scalp lightly.
She closed her eyes, savoring the incredible sensation. Following his advice, she concentrated on letting go of the tension in her shoulders and neck. She wiggled a bit to get more comfortable against Marcus’s hard body. Unable to detect the medicine in her bottom, Carina mused that maybe the inserted dose was better than struggling to swallow it. She always had trouble when she had to take those big horse pills her doctor prescribed. Her Daddy made everything better.