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She screamed, the sound startling her as her rectum clenched down on his shaft and pumped him.

Daddy howled. His voice echoed off the walls. Holding her hips, he pumped in and out of her naughty hole until his release sent his howling to a higher pitch.

He held himself inside her as they both tried to catch their breaths. Luckily he kept his grip on her hips, holding her up so she wouldn’t collapse.

Her arms and legs were jelly, shaking so badly. The muscles were maxed out.

She winced when he eased out.

He helped her onto her stomach and kissed her cheek. “Don’t move, Little mate.”

She couldn’t if she wanted to, but she had no interest in moving or disobeying him in any way. All she wanted to do was please him. If she had the energy to smile, she would do so, but that would require her brain firing coherent messages to her mouth. It was not.

Amber was aware of the way her Daddy cleaned her up, how he rolled her to her back, kissed her tummy, put a cream on her pussy, and fastened a diaper around her. She knew he liked the idea of his come still oozing out of her during the night. He was cocky and dominant that way.

And she was submissive just the way he liked her. Sure she could be sassy and naughty, probably more than any other Little, but they had a dynamic that worked for them.

Daddy eased under the covers and pulled her into his arms, kissing all over her face.

“You forgot something,” she mumbled, trying to sound incensed.

“What did I forget, Little one?”

“You promised me if I was good today you would paddle me when we got home.”

He chuckled, the vibrations shaking both of them. “I did, didn’t I?”

“Yes.” She pushed out her bottom lip. It took all the energy she had to make that slight movement. Even opening her eyelids wasn’t an option.

He kissed her neck. “How about if you sleep for a few hours, and then I’ll wake you up, stuff a pillow under your bottom, andpaddle you until you come so hard that you don’t even need my cock.”

She whimpered, squirming in his arms. “I like that plan.” She knew he could do it, too. Make her come with that paddle.

He could make her come by looking at her from across the room.

All she had to do was think about him in order to come. That’s how strong their bond was. She knew all the women she’d met who were mated to Alphas had strong connections to their mates. It was fated. There was no escaping or denying the bond, but she didn’t think any of them were as kinky as she was.

Luckily Molly would be dead asleep in her insulated home while Isaac paddled Amber to orgasm in a few hours. And Amber was beyond grateful that no one could watch her in action. She seemed to be the only one with that power.

By Alpha standards, she and Isaac were technically entitled to three more weeks of uninterrupted sex. That obviously wasn’t going to happen. She had responsibilities now. Tomorrow she would step outside and look around, see where people were, catalogue what they looked like, start mapping everyone she could see. It was her job. It was what she was born to do.

Even though they would hide out and keep their contact with others to a minimum, she couldn’t ignore the call to help. It almost had the same urgency as the drive to mate. Not quite, but it was close.

Daddy stroked her messy curls. “Sleep, Little one. I can practically hear your mind racing. I promise we’ll sit on the deck first thing in the morning. You can snuggle in my lap and stare off into the distance to your heart’s content, but first you have to sleep.”

“Yes, Daddy.” She burrowed into him, letting all the stress ease out of her body. She was right where she was meant to bein the arms of the man who was meant to hold her, protect her, dominate her, and love her.