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)
Her lip trembled, but she inhaled bravely. “I know I’m supposed to obey you, Daddy. I’m just nervous.”
Arion lifted a hand to rub her bottom lip with his thumb. He wished he could fast-forward through this awkward stage and get to a place where she craved his touch on her sweet body.
Patience.
Chapter Nine
Jezebel’s stomach was doing flips. She was glad she hadn’t eaten much of Arion’s meal. The bananas and cereal had been mild and enough. Nerves were going to eat her alive.
At least he was being so very careful with her. It really helped that he talked through things first and let her know what to expect. He was patient. She’d worried for months about having a mate who scared her.
Not Arion. He might have been tall and broad and so built he could easily carry her around without breathing heavily. But he didn’t rush her. And she was grateful.
“I would expect you to be nervous, Bella. Let me ask you a few questions.”
She pursed her lips. She wasn’t sure if she wanted him to ask her questions. The required answers were often embarrassing.
“Has anyone seen you naked in recent years?”
She shook her head. “No, Daddy. My mom always waited outside the bathroom when I took a shower or bath to make sure no one bothered me.”
“You won’t have secrets from Daddy, Little mate. You know that right?”
She nodded. She knew. Intellectually she understood. But this was a huge step, and her body was reacting funny to his presence, especially since he’d pressed their wrists together earlier.
“Can you turn around so I can unzip your dress, Bella?” He nudged her gently, guiding her to face away from him.
As he eased the zipper down her back, she held her breath.
“How many layers of material are under this?” he teased, his voice light.
She couldn’t help but giggle, and she appreciated his attempt to calm her. “Three.”
After easing the dress down her body and arms, Arion said, “Step out, Little one.”
She lifted one foot and then the other, grateful she wasn’t facing him. She was still mostly covered, but that was about to change.
Arion gathered the next two layers of cotton tulle and lifted them. “Arms up, Bella.”
She shuddered as she obeyed. Now she was left in the thin shift. It wasn’t the same one she usually wore. It was covered with delicate lace and satin, intended for her mate to see.
He turned her back around and held her bare biceps. His eyes were intent on her face before lowering slowly down her body.
Jez didn’t need to look down to know what he could see. Her small breasts were supported by the cinched material just below them. She’d glanced in the mirror this morning when she’d put the shift on. She knew he could see the darker color of her nipples. The material was thin and nearly translucent.
What was different from this morning, however, was the fact that she was aware of her nipples. They were hard, tight buds as if she were cold. She was definitely not cold though. She was affected by his gaze and his touch. Goosebumps rose on her arms.
Arion said nothing as he moved one hand to her exposed throat and trailed a finger down between her breasts. “So pretty,” he whispered. “Angelic.”
It was hard to stand still, and she was nervous and embarrassed by her reactions, but she didn’t move. She let him look. It was his right. And she found she liked him looking at her. His expression was…reverent.
Arion reached for the thin straps holding the shift up and eased them over her shoulders. When he released them, the entire shift slid to the floor.
Jezebel’s breath hitched. She wanted to cover her chest with her hands, but Arion must have sensed that because he gently wrapped his fingers around her wrists and held them at her sides. “Don’t cover yourself with me, Little mate. I want to look at you.” His voice was low, his tone so very gentle.
The only scrap of clothing left on her were the thin panties she’d worn for him. They matched the shift. Lace and satin. White. So very white. Whiter than her skin.
Holding her wrists a bit tighter, Arion leaned forward and kissed one of her nipples.
She gasped at the sensation.
“So pretty…” he repeated. “The most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.” He kissed the other nipple next.
Jezebel rose onto her toes. So much sensation was running through her body. She was embarrassed by her reactions to him but surprised by how good it felt. Her tummy was fluttering as if moths were flying around inside.
“Can you keep your hands at your sides, Bella?”
She nodded. She would try.
He released her wrists and set his palms on her hips before sliding off the lounge to squat in front of her. His hands were so large they spanned nearly all the way around to her bottom, his thumbs grazing close to the edge of her panties.