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He cleared his throat. “What I think is that it doesn’t matter when the mating ceremony takes place. There will always be a first moment when an Alpha meets his intended mate. That moment will be awkward and stressful no matter when it happens. And since Fate has arranged things so that there is no chance of predestined mates not liking each other, they might as well stick with tradition. We’ll just be the exception.”
She released an exaggerated sigh. “Fine. But I still maintain that for us it doesn’t matter. It’s too late for the shock value of the ceremony no matter when we do it, and I’m just going to spend all my time fretting with anxiety over the sex part until we do it. And you’re going to spend all your time worrying about my safety until I can at least shift so I have a fighting chance to run from an attacker. So…how about we just do it now?”
He knew by the slight tremble in her voice that it took a lot of guts for her to propose such an idea so bravely, so he didn’t tease her. He didn’t deny her either. How could he? Her reasoning was sound.
“Are you sure, Little doll?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Thank goodness she was back to calling him Daddy.
“Now, Daddy,” she added.
When she wiggled backward to get out from under him and sit up, he leaned back on his knees. His little mate pulled her nightie over her head and removed her diaper, tossing both aside.
She was breathtaking, and she didn’t shy away. She slid back into the spot she’d occupied a moment ago and looked up at him.
“We won’t be able to hold the ceremony in the morning if we do this. We’ll be waiting for your first shift to consume you. It’s not something you can stop the first time. Your body temperature will rise every hour until you feel like you’re goingto crawl out of your skin. And then you’ll shift whether you want to or not.”
“Okay. You’ll stay with me, right?” she asked, her voice Littler than it had been for an hour.
He lowered himself over her, still keeping his weight off her with his elbows at her sides, but letting his hips nestle between her legs. He cupped her face with both hands. “Little doll, I will always be with you for anything important for the rest of our lives. You’re my world. The connection I feel to you is so much stronger than I ever imagined, and I know you feel it, too. So I’m not going to deny you, because you’re right; it’s inevitable, and I know you feel the same way I do.”
She reached for him and gripped his hips. Her expression was serious while her eyes filled with emotional tears.
“What’s wrong, Little doll?” His chest tightened.
She licked her pretty lips, and her voice was soft and shaky when she spoke. “Was I… Did you pay attention to me over the years. Was I important to you before now?”
He flinched, eyes going wide. “Every moment of every day since your birth, Suzette. Why would you think otherwise?”
She looked away. “Because Jez said she could always sense her mate watching her, and I never sensed that. It always made me fear you didn’t care as much about me as Jez’s mate cared about her.”
Her admission was stunning, and Brock felt so badly for the fear he’d inadvertently caused his sweet mate all these years. He cupped her head. “Suzette, you were always just as important to me as Jez is to her mate.Always. It was difficult for me to leave you alone for the past twenty years. I wanted so badly to touch you, hold you, pull you into my arms so I could inhale your scent. I didn’t allow myself to focus on you as much as my friend focused on Jez, partly out of self-preservation and partly out of concern that doing so would cause you unease.”
She looked up at him, her smile bright and filled with relief. Thank goodness. After a few moments, she tipped her head shyly to one side and said, “I’m a little scared about what it will feel like to have sex with you, but I’ll be brave, Daddy.”
He lowered his lips to hers and kissed her, really kissed her for the first time. Holding her head steady where he wanted it, he tipped his in the opposite direction to deepen the kiss.
She tasted like heaven. She tasted like his mate. She tasted like forever.
When she purred into his mouth and boldly returned the stroke of his tongue, his cock nearly tore his shorts down the front.
Brock kissed her until she was writhing beneath him and he could smell her arousal. Her scent was intoxicating and filling the entire house. She wanted him, and heaven help him, he wanted her, too.
He finally broke the kiss and rose onto his knees. He watched her closely as he lowered his shorts over his hips and down his thighs. His erection popped free and bobbed in front of him.
Her eyes were wide, and her mouth hung open. She shuddered so hard that her breasts jiggled.
Lifting one knee and then the other, he divested himself of the shorts before lowering his mouth to capture one of her nipples next.
Suzette moaned as she arched her chest.
Brock cupped one breast while he suckled the other, and then he nuzzled a path between them to switch his attention.
His Little doll threaded her fingers in his hair, holding him to her chest. “That feels amazing,” she whispered.
He lifted his head. “It’s going to get so much better.”