Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 49961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 167(@300wpm)
“I haven’t shared my sensory enhancements with you?”
“Is there anything a vampire can’t do?” Concern flooded her. She couldn’t hide her arousal, thoughts, or emotions from Marcus. She didn’t want to be so easy to read.
Marcus wrapped his powerful hand gently around her thigh as he stopped the luxury sports car in the middle of the drive. “Look at me, Little girl.”
Stubbornness stiffened her spine. Carina stared out the window.
“Naughtiness will get you spanked, Carina.”
She snorted a gust of breath from her nose in defiance. “I don’t have to do what you say.”
“Oh, but you do, Little girl. The minute you called me Daddy, you agreed to this special relationship. Eyes on mine.”
Carina wanted to follow his instructions but struggled to give up all control to him. Her head bobbed slightly back and forth as she debated. Finally, she turned to face him. “What?”
“There are many ways a man can tell when a woman is aroused. I could have noticed your beaded nipples, your pulse throbbing faster in your throat, how you squeeze your knees together as you get wet, and even your slightly glazed stare into nothingness.”
“Oh.” Her indignation vanished as embarrassment rushed in as she realized how true his clues were. “Sorry.”
Marcus released the brake and steered the car forward. He parked in front of the huge mansion without saying another word. He exited the car and walked around the hood of the car to open her door. As he leaned in to release her seatbelt, he inhaled deeply again.
“You do smell delicious.”
Her jaw dropped. Stunned, she allowed him to help her out of the low seat. Once on her feet, Carina smacked his chest. “You just messed with me. You used your vampire senses after all.”
“Of course I did. But I could have figured out you were hot for my bod without your scent.”
“Hot for your bod?” she repeated, torn between anger and amusement.
Marcus angled himself away from her, glancing over his shoulder. He rubbed a hand over his well-formed tight ass before curling up his massive biceps followed by pressing one stylish leather shoe into the concrete to display his powerful thigh. “What is your favorite part, Carina?”
In a husky, low voice, Marcus suggested, “Or do you enjoy something else?” He moved his hands to his waistband and flicked the top button open.
“Marcus!” Giggles tumbled from her lips as she reached out to stop him, looking around and freezing. Turning back to him, she laughed even harder at his model-perfect display.
“Daddy,” Marcus requested.
“Daddy,” she hissed. “Stop. Someone is over there.”
“Because you asked, my Little girl, I’ll wait until we’re alone to take my pants off and allow you to answer my question.”
Marcus relaxed his posing and waved toward the house where a man stood at the door. “Good morning, Alexander. We’re on our way to my chambers. Could you have the car unloaded and parked, please?”
Alexander nodded and disappeared inside for several seconds. Marcus scooped Carina into his arms and carried her effortlessly up the stairs to the front door that Alexander now held open for them.
“Welcome, my lady,” Alexander greeted her.
“Hi, Alexander. Is he always so goofy?”
“Never, miss. You bring out something incredible in him,” Alexander said with a smile as Marcus set her feet on the marble tiles.
“My mate, Carina, Alexander,” Marcus introduced them.
“This is a day to remember. Congratulations, Sir. And to you, Miss.”
“Thank you, Alexander,” Carina said as Marcus took her hand. She allowed him to lead her into the house.
When Alexander disappeared from view, she leaned close to ask, “Did he hear you talking?”
“Definitely. I believe Alexander is an ab connoisseur. His husband is my gardener.” Marcus continued in the same normal voice he’d used with Alexander. “We could go back and ask him, or we could continue and rub my favorite scent all over my beard.”
After a split second, Carina processed what he’d said. Marcus enjoyed tasting her as much as his efforts thrilled her. As their gazes met, Carina’s panties became drenched. She nodded. “Please.”
“Good girl.”
Carina enjoyed Marcus’s bedroom a lot. Her Daddy had a special way of welcoming her to his home. After several hours, they emerged with only enough time to eat a delicious lunch and get ready for Marcus’s shift at Nightfall. She felt her face heat when she thought about his lovemaking.
“What an enchanting blush, Little one,” Marcus told her as they drove to the club.
“Totally your fault,” Carina admitted, swatting his thick thigh playfully. Hitting him was like striking stone. His chiseled form redefined power. Watching him move had become her new favorite hobby.
“Do you dance?” she blurted when the thought popped into her mind.
“Frequently.”
That darn heat kindled inside her at his insinuation. Carina slapped her hands over her cheeks. Her motion made her notice her inner wrist. “Nightfall has the strangest stamp. I didn’t have to scrub it at all. It was gone when I remembered to check it.”