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)
She shuddered. He said that as though she would be requesting a spanking. In a way, she knew he was right. When she misbehaved, it was the same as asking him to spank her. She certainly would not provoke his wolf while his parents were visiting.
A knock sounded at the door.
Jezebel flinched and tried to break free of her Daddy’s hold.
He didn’t release her though. He tightened the arm across her chest and flicked his thumb over her distended nipple.
The scene was so erotic. She was forced to stand there and watch him play with her breasts, her dress bunched up above them, her pink panties covered in little hearts.
She didn’t dare suggest they go answer the door.
By the time he released her nipple and lowered her dress, she was panting. Darn him.
Ten seconds later, she was standing behind him at the door, breathing heavily and trying hard not to cover her chest by crossing her arms. She knew her nipples were beacons.
“Arion, Jezebel, it’s so good to see you both.” His mother stepped in first. She hugged her son before pulling Jez into a hug. It was kind of surprising since the only time she’d met the woman had been at the mating ceremony where everything had been so proper and stoic, and Jez hadn’t had permission to look them in the eye.
That was not the case today. Daddy had told her there would be no pomp and circumstance with his parents. They were ordinary people. Sure, his father happened to be a member of the Alpha Protectors and his mother an Alpha mate, but other than that, no big deal.
“Nice to see you too, ma’am,” Jezebel responded, remembering her manners.
The older woman held her by the shoulders and leaned back. “Please, call me Carina. No need to be so formal.” She gave a warm smile before glancing down. “I love this dress, by the way.” She glanced at her son. “You have good taste. She looks adorable.”
“Thank you, ma’am.”
Carina chuckled. “Carina,” she reminded her.
Jezebel nodded. “I’ll try. I was raised to address you with reverence. It might take me a while.”
“I understand.” Carina stepped back. “And this is my mate, Talon. I know you didn’t really meet us on your mating day.”
Talon held out a hand and shook Jezebel’s. “Pleasure to see you again, Little one.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“And you may call me Talon.”
Jez nodded.
Arion shut the door and ushered them farther into the room. With a hand on Jezebel’s back, he led her to his favorite armchair, sat, and lifted her into his lap.
She sat up straight and stiff, feeling weird sitting on her mate’s lap in front of his parents. She’d grown used to the unusual intimacy with him when they were alone, but this was different.
Talon sat on the sectional near them, holding Carina’s hand on his thigh.
Jezebel looked at them. She didn’t figure she would know they had a Dominant/submissive relationship similar to her own if she saw them on the street, but the two of them were certainly far more familiar with each other than people behaved in public places in the valley.
Granted, this was not exactly a public spot. Maybe mated couples in communion with each other held hands and touched each other. Jez had only ever seen her parents do so and only in their home.
“Arion tells us you went through your first shift without too much trouble,” Carina prompted.
“Yes, ma’am.” She covered her mouth and giggled. “Sorry.”
Daddy rubbed her back. “Don’t worry, Little one. Everyone understands.”
Realizing she was sitting on her panties on Daddy’s lap with her dress not even tucked under her bottom, she reached down to pull the material at least farther down her thighs.
Without looking, her Daddy set his hand on her thighs and pushed the hem right back where it had been.
Darn him.
“How have you been adjusting, Jezebel?” Carina asked. “I remember the first few days after I mated Talon were a series of constant shocks.” She chuckled. “No one in the valley prepares you for what to expect.”
Talon winked. “No one in the valley knows what to expect,” he pointed out.
Carina tipped her head back and looked up at her mate, smiling adoringly. “True.” She wrapped her arm around his and leaned into his bicep.
Jezebel could see the adoration in both of them, and it warmed her soul. Would Arion still look at her like that years from now?
Carina cleared her throat and looked at her mate. “Maybe you and Arion could go out on the deck and talk and give Jezebel and I some time without all this testosterone filling the room?”
Talon took her chin and kissed her gently. “We can do that, but I bet you could have worded it more politely.” He lifted a brow.
Jezebel’s breath hitched. Apparently Arion’s parents did have a similar sort of relationship.