She trembled, eyes wide with wonder as he lowered her hand to her side and fastened her wrist securely next to her hip. The hitch in her breath made his cock jump. Her pulse was instantly rapid.
He secured her other hand the same way before pulling a chair closer and sitting, putting them eye-to-eye. Gavin set his hands on her thighs, wishing she wasn’t wearing several layers of ceremonial clothing.
After a few moments, he smoothed his palms over her hands and up her arms until he was cupping her face.
Molly was panting. Her cheeks were bright red. He could smell her arousal. It probably confused her to death. There was very little chance she’d ever experienced arousal like she was right now.
Perhaps in the past few years she’d thought of what it would be like to be with her mate. It was possible she’d touched herself to thoughts of him. But nothing she could have conjured in her mind would have compared to what she was experiencing at this moment. And this was just the beginning. The tip of the iceberg.
Gavin stroked his thumbs along her bottom lip, watching her expression as her eyes slowly hooded with lust. Her cheeks were flaming hot. Her pulse was visible in her neck. And her scent…
Her scent filled the house, making his cock harder than ever. He knew he would find her pussy wet if he reached under the layers of her skirt and shifts, but now wasn’t the time for that. His goal was to demonstrate how submissive she felt. Describing it would do no good.
“Gavin…” The one word was breathy and filled with need. She arched her chest forward, straining against the straps around her wrists.
He leaned forward and gently kissed her lips, teasing her. He did so again, lingering until she whimpered.
“Daddy,” he whispered against her mouth.
“Daddy…” she repeated. Nothing had ever sounded sweeter.
He wouldn’t pressure her, but he didn’t feel apologetic about teasing her just enough to make her understand. So he kissed her again before trailing a finger down her chin, along the center of her neck, and lower between her breasts.
She moaned, arching for him. Her eyes rolled back. She gripped her thighs together. “Daddy…”
He kissed her again before reluctantly releasing her wrists. When her hands were free, he brought her right hand up to his mouth, kissed her palm, and then pushed her sleeve down just far enough that he could press his lips against the edge of her mark.
Molly gasped. “Oh heavens.”
He did it again and again, flicking his tongue over the design before finally releasing her.
She was breathing heavily, and sweat beaded on her forehead. She stared at him in awe.
He smiled. “You’ll submit to me because it feels good, Baby girl. I’ll restrain you often because it will drive you up a wall. When I hold you down, your arousal will consume you. You’ll learn to trust that I would never in a million years hurt you. You’ll crave my dominance because it makes your heart race. When you’re fully ready to take me into your body, you’ll know. You’ll be desperate.”
She nodded. “Yes.”
He kissed her again, lingering, letting his tongue drag along the seam of her lips until she parted for him. Her sweet moan filled his mouth as he teased her tongue with his.
It took every ounce of his self-control to release her lips and pull away. “I’ll make dinner.”
She swallowed hard. “Maybe I’m not so hungry after all.”
He chuckled. “Is my Little girl being funny?”
She bit her lip.
Gavin popped the tray onto her highchair and moved away quickly. He needed a few feet of space between them if they were ever going to eat. He suspected they would not survive many more hours before she begged him to take her. It would behoove them to eat first. She would need a lot of fuel for the coming hours and into tomorrow.
Granted, he would feed her bottles and snacks while her body prepared for her first shift, but filling her tummy first was imperative.
At the advice of his brother and his parents, Gavin had made a stew before he’d ever left the house that morning. It had been simmering on low in the oven all day. As soon as he opened the oven door, the scent filled the room.
“Oh wow, you are a good cook,” she said.
He turned to wink at her. “I can hold my own.”
Gavin filled a large bowl and set it on the table before preparing them both a drink and setting a sippy cup of juice in front of her.
