Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
He carried her over to the changing table, placed her on her back, and opened the towel. Before she could go into a full panic, he threaded his fingers with hers and pressed their marks against each other.
Leaning over her, he met her gaze. “Deep breaths.”
She was panting and squirming, trying to find the edge of the towel with her other hand.
“Leave the towel alone, Little one,” he said, allowing his voice to hold a bit more of a command.
She stopped her efforts and curled her hand up between her breasts. “Scared, Daddy. No one has ever seen me naked.”
He smiled. “I’m glad. They never will, either. But as your Daddy, I will be intimately acquainted with your body, starting now. I need to examine you to make sure you’re not injured beyond the bruises. I want to give you some medicine to ease your sore muscles. Tomorrow you will wake up achy from being manhandled in an unconscious state. I want to minimize that as much as possible.”
Her lips parted, and she licked them. “Are you going to consummate our mating now?”
He shook his head as he lifted his forearm from hers to ease back on the connection that was driving him to distraction, and he knew it would be doing the same thing to her. “No, Little doll. Not tonight. You’re too traumatized for me to introduce you to the kind of pleasure I will lavish on you for the rest of our lives. We’ll wait until your body is healed to do that.”
A relieved breath left her lungs. Not surprising. He knew Little girls had anxiety about their first sexual encounter. It was normal. She’d been kept pure for her entire twenty years. It was Brock’s responsibility to teach her how to accept and anticipate pleasure. She would learn, but he would take his time with her.
“Because of what happened today?” She looked away, turning her head toward the wall. “Because I’m dirty.”
“No, Little doll. You’re not dirty. You’re just as precious to me now as you were this morning. I would not have entered your body tonight no matter what had happened today. You need time to adjust first. Look at me,” he demanded.
She turned her head back in his direction.
“Good girl. I want you to be brave for me while I examine you.”
“I’m fine, Daddy.”
“Who will decide that, Little one?” He lifted a brow.
She swallowed. “You will, Daddy.”
“Good girl. I know you were taught to obey me, Suzette.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I need you to trust that I have your best interests always at heart, and I will never do anything to hurt you. I need you to put your faith in me as I guide you and train you to understand the ways of my people.”
“Okay, Daddy.” She was panting.
He could smell her arousal. He was certain when he parted her legs, he would find her dripping with need. It was normal. She was his mate. Her body was calling to him even though her mind had not yet caught up.
Chapter Five
Suzette had never been more unnerved in her life. It felt like the world was spinning too fast, and she wasn’t sure she could hold on. But it seemed like Brock—Daddy—knew everything. He understood how she felt and was prepared to help her.
Her mother had explained how the mating would take place in vague terms. Suzette was at least marginally educated about sex and what would be expected of her. But these feelings she had were nothing like anything she’d experienced before.
“I’m all tingly, Daddy,” she murmured.
“I know, Little doll. That’s normal. Our connection is strong. It will grow with every passing hour. You’ll feel it in your body even when I’m in another room, but you’ll feel it with far more intensity when our marks touch.”
He tapped his wrist against hers again, making her breath hitch as it did every time. She could feel the strange connection racing through her body. It made her restless and…desperate. She didn’t know what she was desperate for.
It was like a hunger that was growing and growing, but not for food. For contact. With him.
He was fully clothed. She was naked. And her body was on fire. Maybe she had a fever. Her mouth was dry, and no matter how many times she licked her lips, they remained dry.
Her breasts felt heavy, and every time he looked at them, she blushed. He could see all of her. Even her most intimate parts. When he looked at her, there was an intensity in his gaze. She could sense him holding back as though he wanted to devour her but wouldn’t let himself.
Devour her? What did that even mean?
“I’m going to restrain you, Little one,” he said calmly as he lifted her arms above her head. “I don’t want you to fall off the table while I examine you.”