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)
“See that you do not. I will relay your message to my pack and the surrounding packs, but if an incident like this ever occurs again, there will be retaliation.”
“Message received. I will convey your words to my people, too.” The bear did not mock Brock. He simply nodded, turned, and walked into the tree line in human form.
Long seconds passed before Brock could breathe properly.
It was Suzette who broke him out of his stupor. “You’re squeezing me too tightly, Daddy,” she whispered.
He instantly relaxed his hold on her. “I’m so sorry, Little doll. Let’s go inside.”
He headed straight for the fridge, removed a bottle, and prepared it for his mate before carrying her to the nursery, settling her on his lap, and feeding her.
She did not argue with him, for which he was grateful.
Holding the bottle with one hand, he used the other to call his father and give him a replay of the past fifteen minutes. Afterward, he set the phone aside and turned his focus on his mate, smiling at her and stroking her cheek while she obediently sucked her bottle.
In four days, he’d grown to love her more than anything in the world. His feelings were so deep that losing her was unimaginable. He was grateful for the bear who came to ease his fears, but he also knew that was not the last he or his pack would hear of the bears. The arrival of the bear shifters in the area meant everyone would remain on high alert. If a few of their kind were daring enough to fuck with the Drydus pack, there would be others. Every group of people, shifters or otherwise, had those among them who didn’t play by the rules.
Brock had no idea what the bear had meant when he’d said he’d taken care of his brother. Killed him? Incarcerated him? Gave him a stern lecture?
When the bottle was empty, Brock lifted Suzette up and resituated her so she was straddling his lap. He loved the way she cupped his face with her small hands in this position.
She smiled at him. “I love you, Daddy.”
“I love you, too, Little doll.”
“I guess we can have the mating ceremony now. Maybe we should abstain from sexual activities until we’re properly mated,” she teased.
He tickled her sides before lifting her dress over her head and tossing it behind her. “Is that what you think we should do, Little one?” He tucked his hands under her arms, hauled her up several inches, and wrapped his lips around one of her nipples.
His sexy Little mate threaded her fingers in his hair and moaned. “Daddy…”
He switched to the other nipple, tormenting it to match its twin before lowering his panting, squirming mate back to his lap. “What were you saying about waiting to have sex again?”
She licked her lips. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Daddy. I just said we should definitely have sex a few times today to be sure to solidify our bond further.”
He chuckled. “I think that’s a great idea.” He didn’t move, though, not yet. He wanted to sit here for a few minutes and stare at his pretty Little girl. Her cheeks turned a darker pink with each passing moment. She still got embarrassed when he stared at her naked body. Hopefully she would always hold on to some of that misplaced modesty because it was sexy and made his cock hard.
“Daddy?”
He shook out of his thoughts, pulled her chest against his, and kissed his mate until they were both panting and unable to form words.
And then he took her to his bed and made good on his promise. There were a lot of hours left in the day. But hell, it was their honeymoon period. Who cared if it was day or night? They could sleep in tomorrow if they were worn out.
All that mattered was Brock had his mate in his arms, and he never intended to let her go.