“Is that like the president of the clan?”
“More like a dictator. In a benevolent ruling mode. He’ll listen if we have concerns, but he is more powerful than everyone,” Titus said before adding, “How about we talk about vampires later? Did you have more questions for me?”
She studied him before shaking her head. While processing that vampires were real and she was incredibly attracted to one confused the heck out of her, Alessia surprised herself by accepting such strange new truths. Something did worry her. “I think I asked the most important ones, but I need to know… Are you going to send me back?”
“Never, Little mate.”
“Thank you. I feel safe with you.”
Chapter
Six
Alessia wiggled her nose. When that didn’t eliminate whatever tickled her, she lifted her hand and rubbed her finger under her nostrils. Whiskers. She blinked, turning her head slightly, and found herself staring into captivating green eyes. She’d snuggled her face next to his. “Titus.”
“Daddy,” he reminded her.
“Did I fall asleep?” she asked.
“Yes, Little mate. I think you’ve finally run out of questions.”
Alessia remembered assuring him she had nothing else to ask him at least six times. Something else would pop into her mind a bit later. “Is it morning?”
“You got a few hours of sleep, Alessia. You need more. How about if I put you to bed?”
“You held me all night? You could have plopped me on the couch and gone on to bed. I bet your arms are asleep,” she said, pushing herself away from his chest, embarrassed that she’d imposed so much on him.
“I was exactlywhere I wanted to be.”
Titus kissed her forehead tenderly. He didn’t seem annoyed, but more delighted to hold her. Before she could say anything else, he stood and carried her out of the room. He had passed the staircase before she asked, “Can I get my duffel?”
“Hopper is waiting for you in our room. Gio carried your bag up before he retired.”
Instantly, Alessia was fully awake. She stared at him in disbelief. “He didn’t go through my things, did he?” Embarrassment blended with anger that someone had touched her stuff. She didn’t have much—just Hopper and some clothes—but no one needed to rifle through them.
“Gio did not unzip your bag. He will wait for you to give him permission to take care of your clothing.”
“Oh. Sorry.” Her anger dissolved as fast as it had appeared.
“You have no reason to trust me yet, other than this attraction between us. Hopefully, you will learn I am here to ensure your safety and happiness,” Titus said softly. He was walking toward the east wing of the house.
Instantly, remorse crashed over her. He was right. “No one is in my corner, Titus. I’ve not had a single person who has my best interests at heart for a long time.”
“That changed when you crawled over the bar and into my arms.” At closed doorway, Titus bent his head to press a light kiss on her lips. Instant heat flared between them, taking her breath away and sending a shockwave of arousal through her.
“I don’t understand this.”
“Do you need to, Little mate? Why question the pleasure you experience?”
She stared at him as her mind processed his statement. Why was she resisting? She threaded a hand through his thick, dark hair and pulled his mouth to hers. The instant they touched, she craved more.
Alessia squirmed against him, trying to get as close aspossible. Without interrupting their kiss, Titus rotated her body so her torso pressed to his with her legs wrapped around his waist. This time instead of his fingers playing between her thighs, he tugged her hard to his pelvis, pressing her back against the wall. His rigid cock glided along the seam of her pussy. She couldn’t mistake his arousal or his generous size.Damn!
Tentatively, she rubbed her pussy along his length. Alessia moaned into his mouth as she reacted to the intimate caress. Titus flexed his hips, pressing firmly against her. He stroked one hand down her spine to cup her bottom. Holding her in place, he coordinated their grinding movements together, sending delicious sensations through her. Her panties soaked through with her arousal.
“Your scent is intoxicating, Little mate,” he growled.
Alessia didn’t understand how his touch and kisses made her feel so much. Perhaps the mate bond affected how turned on she was. She pushed that from her mind to focus on the heat building inside her. Her desire demanded satisfaction. “Titus, please,” she whispered.
