"Don't be scared," he rumbles, holding her still with one hand on her back and the other cradling her neck. He's keeping his touch deliberately chaste for now. "Daddy's going to make you feel good," he promises.
He lets go of her and is surprised by the whine she lets out the moment he's out of sight. "What- where-" she stutters and her erratic heartbeat calms when he's standing beside her again, where she can see him. Interesting.
"What's wrong?" he asks.
"I- I-" she stutters, cheeks going red.
"You have to tell me what you want, darling," he says. "Daddy won't be able to do anything once we get started. Are you comfortable?"
She starts to nod and changes her mind halfway and shakes her head instead. "I- I want to see," she whispers, so soft that he wouldn't have heard her if not for his enhanced werewolf hearing.
He breaks into a bright grin. She wants to keep him in sight. Even though he knows part of it is because she's afraid, it still makes him preen to think that she's already imprinted on him. "Is that all, baby?" he chuckles, pulling the ropes on her upper body up a little so that her head is slightly above her chest so that she is able to look down and see exactly what he's doing to her pussy and her anal hole.
Peter gestures for the camera crew to move slightly further, himself moving closer so he can see what Ethan's doing.
He stands in front of her and closes one hand around her throat, pulling her attention to him entirely, distracting her from the camera crew around them. Her skin is very soft under his palm, the pulse on his throat rabbit fast with fear. Her eyes are bright and slightly misty with tears. She still smells afraid, if a little bit confused by what he's going to do. He doesn't want to let her know that he's going to take her virginity with his fist. Both Ethan and him thought that would be for the best. They don't have any use for her unless she can take his knot and be bred.
She's a slight thing, so he'll have to be careful not to hurt her. But this is necessary because he's going to be knotting her sooner or later and if she can't take his fist, then there's no chance of her taking his knot. The new drug will also work best inside her womb, making sure that she'll bear their children as soon as they fuck her.
He releases his hold on her neck and she breathes out a sigh of relief that is short lived because she's hitching on her inhale again when he palms her breasts, pinching her right nipple until it is pink and hard, and then moving his attention to the other nipple, flicking the sensitive nub until it hardens, and then twisting it slightly to hear her gasp.
Her mouth opens and closes a few times, like she can't figure out how to address him and it occurs to him that she doesn't know his name, only that he referred to himself as 'Daddy'. "It hurts," she whines.
"What does, baby?" he teases her deliberately, pulling and pinching her pebbled nipples to make them even pinker.
"When- when you pull," she says.
"Do you want me to stop?" he asks.
She nods.
"Say, 'Stop, Daddy', and I'll do it," he says.
Her cheeks grow even redder as she struggles to comply and he takes the time pinching her nipples, flicking his finger over the tip again and again to make her jerk against her bondage, fingers tightening into fists as the combination of pleasure and pain courses through her body.
"Come on, darling. I know you can do it," he says.
She whimpers, tears spilling down her cheeks and onto her breasts. It's a lovely sight. He leans over and kisses her, licking into her mouth to taste her sweet taste while playing with her nipples, swallowing her soft whines and keens.
When he pulls back, he is pleased to see how red the pale skin under her pink nipples have gotten. He gives them both a good twist and she yowls, arching up into his fingers.
"Daddy- Daddy, stop, please, please, Daddy," she gasps.
He grins, shark-like at Peter, who's green with envy. Peter doesn't mind that Ethan's going to be her first. There will be many more firsts to come and they've already agreed to share. "Good girl. That's all I needed to hear," he says. Sweet baby. He kisses her calf and drags his hands down her slight waist, fingers curling around her torso to circle her completely. Fuck. She's really very small. He doesn't know if he can do it. His cock is probably the size of her wrist. Bigger.
He plays with her nipples gently, not pinching her just yet because she had asked him so sweetly not to. He keeps doing it until she is growing wet, the scent of arousal filling his nose. Maybe he wouldn't need to prep her for too long after all. He kneels down, sliding his hands to the girl's belly. The muscles are quivering under his palms, reacting to his touches so beautifully that he can't help himself. He presses a kiss to her inner thigh, just beside where her pussy lips are, wet and glistening already under the ministrations.
She whines when his kisses trail from her leg up between her legs. The flesh there is warm and glistening with arousal, pink and lovely. He parts her wet pussy lips and kisses her opening, pressing his lips there briefly at first, reveling in the way her body trembles under the soft touch. And then, his tongue darts out and he's licking into her hole. She opens up so readily for him, walls tensing and relaxing. His tongue spears into her hole again and he tastes the musky saltiness of her arousal fluid that holds a hint of sweetness that he chases greedily, licking deeper, fingers inching into her hole to spread her wider.
Chapter Six: Stretched, Fisted
She gasps and whimpers under his ministration, struggling in her bondage as though that is enough to free herself.
"Daddy- Daddy- it- it feels weird," she whimpers. It's lovely. He's suddenly glad that Peter has hired a camera crew to record this. He had been against it at first. Bonding should be done between the two of them and his wolf is already feeling insecure fore having to share her at all. The idea of their first copulation being witness and recorded has its own perks. He thinks of how they could look back and enjoy the first time she's broken down over and over again and grins. Yeah. That would be quite the treat. His wolf preens at the knowledge that the men recording them can only watch and will never be allowed to touch her. She belongs to him- to them.
He pushes both his forefingers into her hole and stretches her open just like that, greedily licking into her hole as she whimpers and writhes underneath his ministrations, unable to hold back the high moans from her parted lips. She sounds absolutely deprived, so sweet and lovely. His cock hardens in his pants and he wishes he could fuck her right now, but he knows she's not ready yet. They need to make sure her body can take it. Don't want to ruin her on her first day.
"She's exquisite," Peter says, standing a little behind him and giving him enough space to work with without being overbearing. Peter's a good man. He understands that Ethan needs his space right now. His wolf is quivering, and he feels on edge, ready to pounce and claim.