Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 49530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 248(@200wpm)___ 198(@250wpm)___ 165(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 248(@200wpm)___ 198(@250wpm)___ 165(@300wpm)
“Like the Enforcer or the leg breaker?” she asked, watching his face to judge his reaction as she led the way to the kitchen.
“Kade’s the Enforcer. You met him this morning. He’s tough but fair. His Little girl loves him from here to the moon,” Talon assured her as he set the basket on the counter and unloaded it.
“He has a Little girl?” Elizabeth echoed, taking Borscht when he handed the pink bear to her.
“He does. Her name is Remi. You’ll meet her tonight.”
Elizabeth tucked the stuffie in one of the stools at her counter before stowing her purchases away. Talon watched her silently as she finished placing everything in a bin in her fridge. When she closed the door, Elizabeth turned to meet Talon’s eyes. “How does someone know if she’s a Little girl?”
“Come here.”
Taking her hand, Talon led her to her couch and sat down. He drew her onto his lap and lifted her into place when she tried to avoid sitting on his thighs. “I want to hold you, especially when we talk about important things.”
After pressing a light kiss on her lips, Talon said, “Little girls are as varied as any other group of people. Bikers, librarians, religious people, police officers. You are the only one that knows if you’re Little. If you crave the close relationship with your Daddy where you want someone strong in your life to take care of you, nurture you, and love you with every ounce of his mind, body, and heart, you might be Little.”
Talon stroked the hair from her face that had escaped from her ponytail. Meeting her gaze once again, he added, “Are you turned on by having someone else in charge? Maybe not all the time, but when you have free time from work and responsibilities, does the idea of leaving everything else in someone else’s hands to make the decisions, deal with the annoyances of daily life, and protect you, make you feel good inside. Special?”
Forcing herself to be brave, Elizabeth nodded.
“Thank you for telling me the truth. Have you ever explored your Little side?” he asked.
“Not really? I mean, I like to read those books and I color sometimes.”
“What’s your stuffie’s name?”
“Puff,” she answered, not even hesitating because he asked so casually—like he already knew. “And now, Borscht.”
“Is Puff a dragon?”
She nodded, feeling self-conscious.
“I’d love to meet him in a few minutes. Would you like to know what I would like to do for my Little?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“I would like my Little girl to do whatever she does as her job as long as she enjoys it—most days. When her day is over, she leaves everything at work and walks out the door. At home, she can relax and color, read, or watch a movie while I make dinner. After eating our meal together, we would spend time together doing whatever makes her happy.”
“Wouldn’t you rather do what you enjoy? Watch a game on TV? Go play poker with your friends?”
“I’m going to stop talking in general and concentrate on you. I think you’re my Little,” Talon stated firmly. “We will spend time with my MC brothers at the compound. There, you will enjoy the company of other Littles.”
“Some of the Shadowridge Guardians are Daddies?” Elizabeth looked at him in shock.
“Most, if not all, are. Five have already found their Littles,” Talon shared.
“Really?”
“They are absurdly happy together. We won’t spend all our time with the Shadowridge Guardians. I have an apartment there, but I also have a house outside of town. I don’t get there often, but it’s a great weekend retreat,” he shared.
“I’m glad you didn’t go there this weekend,” she confessed.
“Best decision ever.” Talon leaned forward to kiss her lightly. Leaning back, he brushed her hair away from her temple.
After thinking for a moment, he added, “If it makes you happy to spend time with other Littles, I’ll let you enjoy their company while I hang out with the other Daddies—supervising your gathering, of course.”
“Do you think the others will like me?”
“Indubitably.”
She laughed at his word choice and relaxed a bit more. Emboldened, she asked, “So being Little is all about games and playing?”
“No. Being Little often has an intimate component as well. For me, that’s equally essential. I will make sure you feel good by making sure you are sexually satisfied and happy. Daddies care for all their Littles’ needs.”
Elizabeth felt her cheeks heat and knew she was blushing. When she looked away, he gathered her ponytail in his powerful hand and easily turned her head to meet his gaze. “I will take care of your health. No part of your body will be off limits to me. I will correct you when you endanger yourself, like today.”
“A spanking?” she whispered, trying not to squirm on his lap.
“Among other things. Little girls need boundaries to help them make good choices.”