Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
He couldn’t do any of that though. Not yet. Not anytime soon. His sweet Little mate was so pure and innocent. He wouldn’t want to scare her. He needed to take his time, make her want the same things until she was throbbing with the need to be consumed by him.
Ignoring his cock, he listened attentively to every word she spoke as she shared details about her sisters and her parents. She spoke more about her friend Suzette than anyone else. The two of them were only two months apart in age and had grown up together.
It was fortunate that Suzette had also been born with the mark and would be mated in two-months’ time. The girls would be reunited and remain friends. Arion was glad he would be able to provide that for his precious mate.
He told her about his own childhood as the oldest son and the antics he got up to with his two younger brothers, Damon and Ryker. He told her neither of them was mated yet, but they were aware of who their mates would be.
When her eyes widened and her mouth fell open, he covered her lips with his hand. “You can’t ask me about Suzette, Bella. Don’t voice that question, naughty girl. You’ll find out in two months.”
She sighed. “Okay, Daddy.” Her tone was slightly naughty to match her thoughts, and he decided now was a good time to go over some of the rules and consequences.
“Do you know what happens to naughty Little girls who disobey their Daddies?”
Her eyes widened again as she shook her head.
“They get their cute little bottoms spanked.” He lifted a brow, watching her, challenging her.
She gasped and wiggled against his lap. “You’re kidding.”
“Nope. Test me and find out.” He pointed toward the far corner of the great room on the other side of the kitchen table next. “See that corner?”
“Yes.”
“Sometimes when you misbehave, Daddy will make you stand in that corner in timeout so you can think about your choices.”
She squirmed again. Precious. He was shocking her, but her reactions were perfect. She was curious, and her body was reacting to the idea of being disciplined, especially the thought of his palm on her bottom.
Her mouth stood open in a cute little O.
Suddenly, she stiffened on his lap, her thighs going rigid. She wet those pretty lips with her tongue again. “I need to use the bathroom, please.”
Ah, right. Arion rose, still holding her, and carried her to the small half bath attached to the great room. It was normally only used by guests so they didn’t have to cut through the master bedroom to get to the bathroom.
For the first time since he’d given his Little girl the potion in the mating room, he reluctantly lowered her to the floor, setting her on her bare feet. He squatted in front of her in the small room so they would be eye level and held her hips.
Another pivotal moment. Another revelation for his Little mate. “I’m going to step out and let you potty, Little one, but I want you to know that soon I will no longer grant you that privacy.”
Her eyes shot wide not for the first time. “You want to watch me use the toilet?”
He gave her a reassuring smile as he reached for her wrists and rubbed the delicate skin just under the edge of the lace sleeves where his mark was located. He released her left arm a moment later, flipped her right arm over, and pushed the sleeve up just enough to reveal the mark she was born with.
After pushing up his own sleeve a few inches to reveal his mark, he showed it to her before pressing his wrist against hers.
Jezebel gasped as her body flinched from the electric current that flowed between them.
Arion had known something like this would occur. He’d heard about it, but experiencing it was something else altogether. Nothing could have prepared him for the intensity of their binding. It felt as if she were touching his entire body instead of just at the wrist.
The shock caused him to sway a few inches and nearly knocked him on his ass.
When she tried to pull away, he wrapped his other hand around their combined wrists and pressed tighter. “No, Bella. Don’t fight it. Feel it. Feel the bond. Can you feel it?”
She was panting as she stared at the spot where he held them together.
“Let it flow through you, Bella. You can’t deny the draw. It burns, doesn’t it?”
He didn’t mind that she couldn’t answer. He knew she was feeling the same thing. He was connected to her. Their hearts were beating in sync. Their blood was pumping at the same speed, the pulses powerful and urgent with a new sensation—consuming need. The need to claim her completely.