Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44845 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44845 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Her breath hitched. She arched her chest closer to him. Her fingers dug into his neck. When he eased his hands down to the backs of her thighs, even through the layers of her shifts and the dress, she felt something happening to her. Her world was shifting. Her eyes rolled back, and she moaned.
Felix kissed a path down her face and lower to her neck.
Khloe found herself tipping her head to the side to give him better access.
He nibbled a path to her ear and nuzzled behind it, making her moan louder.
Her knees threatened to buckle. “Felix…”
He growled into her ear. It wasn’t mean. It was playful, and it made her body vibrate. “You will call me Daddy, Baby girl.”
She turned her face to look at him and scrunched her forehead. “Daddy?”
“Yes. It’s what Little girls call their mates among my people.”
“Why?”
He slid his hands around her thighs farther and squeezed.
Khloe rose onto her toes. She was panting now. A strange need was growing inside her. She felt too warm. She wanted this dress off. It made no sense. Nothing made sense.
“It’s a term of endearment, a show of respect and submission.”
She stared at him and thought about his words while he slowly moved his fingers back and forth on her inner thighs, inches from her private parts.
He brought his lips to hers and gave her the lightest kiss. “Try it, Baby girl.”
She licked her lips. “Daddy…”
He grinned wide. “That sounds nice.”
“I don’t think I ever used that term even with my father.”
He shuddered slightly. “Good. I’m certainly not your father. I’m your life partner. Your mate. Your Dominant. Your Daddy.”
She searched his eyes but didn’t find answers. It was hard to think with his fingers tormenting her like they were. It seemed they were inching closer to her sex. It made her nervous, and she squirmed, but that only caused him to pull her in closer and slide his fingers farther around her inner thighs.
“Don’t fight it, Little one.” His lips came to hers again. He kissed her gently at first, then with more urgency, the same urgency she felt.
She closed her eyes and went into her head, enjoying the feel of his lips on hers, the way his tongue slid between them. She marveled at how natural it felt when he stroked her tongue with his and then growled and reached deeper.
She was panting heavily when he finally drew back. He was panting, too, and he cleared his throat. “I intended to give you more time,” he muttered, gripping her thighs with more force. “I can’t stop this. I can smell your need.” He inhaled deeply and moaned as he let out his breath.
She could smell it, too, her own need and his. Her face heated with embarrassment.
He gave her a slow smile. “I’m going to carry you into the bedroom, strip this dress off you, and make you mine, Baby girl.”
She sucked in a breath. She was scared out of her mind, but she’d known this would happen. She’d known he would put his member inside her and had expected it to happen tonight, but why did he need to take her dress off?
“Do you understand what’s going to happen between us, Khloe?”
She nodded slowly. “Sort of.”
He kissed her again. “Leah told me you might not fully know what it would mean to be claimed. She was worried your mother didn’t inform you well.”
“Leah shared a lot with you,” Khloe murmured, uncertain if she was grateful or displeased.
He smiled. She loved his smile. “It’s not customary for Alpha Protectors to reveal who their mate is or gather as much information as I was able to. It was an accident that I found out who you were one day soon after your sister arrived a year ago. I should have let it go, but I couldn’t. I pried her for information on the regular. Please tell me yellow is still your favorite color.”
Khloe let out a giggle. “It is.”
Felix released a long-relieved breath, though she suspected he was exaggerating. “Thank goodness.”
“Did you get me something yellow?”
He laughed. “That’s an understatement, but I’ll show you later. I’m going to claim you first.”
She swallowed hard.
“I need you to trust me to take care of you and teach you what it means to be mine. I will teach you how to submit to me and how to please me.”
She nodded. “Yes, Sir.” She’d been taught to speak to him respectfully, and that lesson came to her suddenly.
“Yes, Daddy,” he corrected.
“I won’t call you Sir?”
“You may call me Sir sometimes, Little one, but I prefer Daddy.” After another kiss, he said, “Hold on to my neck, Little one.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck, but squealed when he stood in one fluid motion, his hands now holding her up by her thighs. His fingers slid farther, now resting along the sides of her sex.