She is his mate. He will be her daddy.
When he catches Shasta Ludlow in a bad part of town looking for castoff treasures for her art, police chief Gideon Trace immediately recognizes two things about the beautiful, feisty human.
She is his mate, and she needs a daddy.
Though Gideon manages to hold back the savage, primal need demanding that he mark and mount her right then and there, he makes it clear that Shasta will obey him from now on, and when her reckless behavior continues to put her in danger he spanks her bare bottom soundly.
But an alpha shifter’s instincts can’t be held in check forever, and Gideon knows that soon it will be time to take what is his, claiming Shasta first in his bed and then in front of his entire pack.
Author: Morganna Williams
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$3.95
Length: 35,000 words
“Come here, little girl; you and I have a few things to discuss.”
Shasta turned to face him with wide eyes. She looked at his face carefully while nibbling on her lower lip. God, she was adorable.
“Daddy… I can explain…”
“Come here, Shasta.” At the stern tone in his voice she sprang toward him and stopped right in front of his chair. “Did you or did you not go dumpster diving at night in a bad neighborhood and find yourself in a dangerous situation?”
“Well, yes, but…”
“There is no ‘but’ involved here, young lady. It will never be acceptable for you to put yourself in harm’s way. I intend to make very sure you remember that in the future.” Gideon reached out and quickly unfastened her jeans before jerking both the jeans and her panties all the way down.
Shasta flushed a becoming shade of red when she realized she was completely bare from the waist down.
She quickly stepped out of her jeans and underwear so Gideon could reach down and toss them on a nearby chair.
Then he returned his gaze to his very nervous little girl. “Why are we here, Shasta?”
“Ummm… I put myself at risk?” The words were so quiet he wouldn’t have heard them without his wolf hearing.
“What should I do about that?”
“You’re asking me?”
“Shasta…” Warning was implicit in every syllable of her name.
“You should maybe… spank me… oh… Daddeee!” she wailed in alarm when he caught her arm quick as a flash and flipped her face down over his lap.
“Naughty little girls get spanked on their bare bottoms until they remember to be good girls again,” he explained as he began to apply the palm of his hand to her left sit spot. He enjoyed watching the way her rounded flesh flattened and sprang back up blooming with color. He spanked the same spot several times in a row until it was bright red and practically glowing with heat.
Shasta was reflexively kicking her feet as the sting in her left bottom cheek grew. “Ooohhooo! Daddy! Please, Daddy, spank somewhere else!”
Gideon obliged her by slapping his hand down on her right sit spot and working until that lower bottom cheek matched its twin. Once the color of both cheeks was the appropriate scarlet hue, he began peppering her upper thighs.
He spanked back and forth from the tops of each thigh up to each sit spot and back down again. He got into a hard fast rhythm, landing swats on each spot until Shasta was kicking her legs and swimming her arms in an effort to get off of his lap.
Gideon bit back a grin as he lifted her to stand in front of him. She was immediately hopping from foot to foot and wriggling her ass in an effort to alleviate the sting. “Back in the corner, little girl, until I call you for the rest of your punishment. No rubbing!”