Page 25 of Revna's Alpha

“Little One, I need a verbal answer. Are you sure you want Daddy to mark you?”

“Please, Daddy. I’m sure.”

Daddy turned her around, wrapping his arms around her waist. Gasping, she could feel the bulge between his legs.

“Do you see what you do to me?”

Nodding her head, she dared not to look down. Would she be able to see the outline?

“Such a shy baby,” he whispered.

She looked up at him, taking everything in. She was about to get marked. Were things going to drastically change when he marked her or were they going to stay relatively the same?

Daddy pulled her hair back, exposing her neck for him.

“Such a beautiful sight.”

Shuddering, she kept her back straight, waiting for him to do it.

His finger trailed her neck and down to her shoulder. “I have fantasized about marking you since I saw you in the field. The urge to mark you then was great but I held myself back. Now, now I’m not going to.”

Without warning, Daddy picked her up and walked towards their room. He sat her on the ground and pulled her clothes off.

“So beautiful.”

Fidgeting on her feet, she looked anywhere but him. She wasn't the most comfortable in her skin. It was weirdconsidering what she wore when she danced, but she blocked everything out and pretended like she wasn’t there.

This.

This was different.

So different.

Daddy was her mate, someone she was going to spend time with for the rest of her life. Did he like the way she looked? Was he satisfied?

“Little one.”

Her gaze connected with his.

“Beautiful. All I see is beauty.”

Revna could hear the sincerity in his voice. He truly meant what he was saying. Daddy undressed himself before he got close to her again. The hunger in his eyes said everything to her.

“I love you,” he whispered.

The breath got stuck in her lungs as he said those words. He loved her? How was that possible?

“I don’t expect you to say it now or tomorrow.”

Her muscles relaxed. She knew one day she was going to love him, but she didn’t want to tell him and not mean it.

Dante wrapped his hand around her neck, pulling her closer to him. Gasping, arousal flooded her system as she stared into his eyes. The possessiveness, the darkness was like no other.

“Such a good girl.”

She leaned into his embrace, waiting for him to mark her, have his way with her. His head dipped as his hand left her neck. Dante trailed soft kisses down her throat, latching onto the spot where her neck and shoulder met.

Moaning, she tilted her head to the side, giving him more access.

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