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Talon held out a hand and shook Jezebel’s. “Pleasure to see you again, Little one.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“And you may call me Talon.”
Jez nodded.
Arion shut the door and ushered them farther into the room. With a hand on Jezebel’s back, he led her to his favorite armchair, sat, and lifted her into his lap.
She sat up straight and stiff, feeling weird sitting on her mate’s lap in front of his parents. She’d grown used to the unusual intimacy with him when they were alone, but this was different.
Talon sat on the sectional near them, holding Carina’s hand on his thigh.
Jezebel looked at them. She didn’t figure she would know they had a Dominant/submissive relationship similar to her own if she saw them on the street, but the two of them were certainly far more familiar with each other than people behaved in public places in the valley.
Granted, this was not exactly a public spot. Maybe mated couples in communion with each other held hands and touched each other. Jez had only ever seen her parents do so and only in their home.
“Arion tells us you went through your first shift without too much trouble,” Carina prompted.
“Yes, ma’am.” She covered her mouth and giggled. “Sorry.”
Daddy rubbed her back. “Don’t worry, Little one. Everyone understands.”
Realizing she was sitting on her panties on Daddy’s lap with her dress not even tucked under her bottom, she reached down to pull the material at least farther down her thighs.
Without looking, her Daddy set his hand on her thighs and pushed the hem right back where it had been.
Darn him.
“How have you been adjusting, Jezebel?” Carina asked. “I remember the first few days after I mated Talon were a series of constant shocks.” She chuckled. “No one in the valley prepares you for what to expect.”
Talon winked. “No one in the valleyknowswhat to expect,” he pointed out.
Carina tipped her head back and looked up at her mate, smiling adoringly. “True.” She wrapped her arm around his and leaned into his bicep.
Jezebel could see the adoration in both of them, and it warmed her soul. Would Arion still look at her like that years from now?
Carina cleared her throat and looked at her mate. “Maybe you and Arion could go out on the deck and talk and give Jezebel and I some time without all this testosterone filling the room?”
Talon took her chin and kissed her gently. “We can do that, but I bet you could have worded it more politely.” He lifted a brow.
Jezebel’s breath hitched. Apparently Arion’s parents did have a similar sort of relationship.
Arion stood her on her feet and patted the backs of her thighs. “Be good. We’ll be right out back.”
“I will.”
He lifted a brow. “Want to try that again, Little one?”
Her cheeks heated as she licked her lips and murmured, “I will, Daddy.”
“Good girl.” He rose, kissed her forehead, and headed for the back deck with his father.
When she turned around and took his spot in the armchair, she found Carina smiling. “Are you happy?”
Jezebel nodded. “Yes, ma’am.”
That earned her a bigger smile. “Carina. Try it out.”
