Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Trying not to laugh at how cute he was, I widened my eyes and aimed for absurdly adorable as I whispered sweetly through the bond.
“Like bullshit. That’s your favorite naughty word, Daddy.”
His dragonish growl made my dick get hard, but I did my best to ignore it.
“I like fuck. It’s a good one, Daddy. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”
He was sexy when he was growly.
“If you think—”
And I was off and out the door before he could finish the sexy threat.
“Naughty boys get spankings, right, Daddy?”
I wanted to keep fucking with him but I had to think too hard for that to be a good idea. I might’ve known the yard better than I knew the back of my hand, but I didn’t want to get overconfident and caught within the first few seconds.
I had a bit of a head start because he hadn’t been expecting it and he didn’t have shoes on, which I hoped would slow him down, but I couldn’t depend on that.
So I’d cheated.
Well, I’d thought outside the box.
Yes, that sounded better and less devious.
All right, had to slow down…was that the right…no, there it was.
Reaching down as I passed my first hiding spot, I grabbed the perfume water balloons I’d hidden and started lobbing them all over the yard as far as I could throw them. I managed to set off six of the horrendous-smelling bombs before Grady came out into the backyard and started cursing.
“Goddamn it.” His growls and snarls weren’t human in the slightest but they were funny. “Fucking hell. That’s cheating.”
Fuck that.
Haha.
I was going to get fucked by that later.
Ducking behind a tree, I crouched low and peeked through the bushes to see him start stripping his shirt over his head. The second his face was covered, I threw the last couple of balloons in every direction and covered the whole area in the foulest-smelling oils I’d been able to find at the naturopathy store down by the dentist with the weird tooth sign.
The human woman who owned the shop had thought I was crazy, but she’d been wonderfully helpful. My yard would smell hideous for about three hours but it would be worth it…the smell and the cost.
With the scent issue covered as best I could for the time being, I slowly moved away from the house and toward the side of the yard. The parts I’d planned out had gone perfectly, but we’d reached the unknown and that had my heart starting to pound.
The monster was after me.
I knew the growls coming from the darkness were from Grady and I knew the monster coming to get me was part of the game, but for some reason, my heart kept forgetting that and it was trying to leap out of my chest.
It was just Daddy.
It was just Daddy.
And he could hear my fucking heartbeat.
Shit.
Think.
Think.
Oh.
When he hit a really strong-smelling patch, probably where a balloon had directly hit, he started sneezing and sounded almost like he’d crashed.
Had he been flying?
No.
I wasn’t going to get distracted.
Taking the opportunity while he was slightly incapacitated, I pulled out my phone and thanked the ancestors that I’d installed the app the outdoor speakers had come with.
Bingo.
The ballroom playlist Lorne had sent me filled the yard at top volume. The strange wedding playlist he’d put together wasn’t exactly a monster movie soundtrack, but it seemed to cover my movements. By the time he’d stopped sneezing, I’d made it to the front yard and couldn’t hear him yet.
How silently could he fly?
Which form was he in?
The silence was killing me and had my heart racing, so I turned the mate bond back up just barely, hoping to eavesdrop.
“You’ve been a very naughty captive.”
Shoot.
The rough, almost villainous tone in his voice had my breath catching in my chest and my dick getting harder.
“I was going to go easy on you, but now…well…you know what will happen when I find you.”
He was really good at that.
Every stupid part of me wanted to answer back, but I wasn’t sure if that would make it easier for him to track me…and I wasn’t sure if encouraging his monster talk would be too tempting. Just listening to him in his monster voice was giving me too many fantasies and I knew I shouldn’t have turned up the bond.
“You don’t have to do this, pet. You can submit sweetly like a good little human pet and I won’t punish you too badly.”
Why had I not realized how difficult it was to sneak around with a hard-on?
Where had he gone?
Shit.
He’d been at the back of the house, right?
Why wasn’t the fucking moon brighter?
Could he hear me over the music?
What was that?
Did he have a flashlight?
Would—
“Caught you.” The voice and the hands that grabbed me were human and I knew it was Grady, but my brain took a second too long to realize that.