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“Ifyou are going to stay here,” he continues, “ifyou’re going to go to the party with me and have any part in our search for the Keystone, you cannot forget what I am or what my purpose always is. At the moment, we are the only ones looking for it. The Relic Room itself is thought to be a myth for most of the Strange, but that might change. If so, the magic involved will be extremely dangerous.”

“It’s just a party,” I say weakly, unable to hide the odd thrill that races through my body at the thought of seeing more magic, dangerous or not.

“Yes, and I will get you out of there any way I can. You might not like it, but I will keep you safe. Got it?” His growl is buried in his throat, like he is trying to swallow the warning back down but couldn’t quite help himself.

I nod.

“How do you propose this works, baby girl? You were so eager to volunteer, so let’s hear it.”

Titan is giving me the reins, and I gladly accept them, ready to take back control of my situation after a morning spent off balance. Unfortunately, I haven’t thought out a plan past seeing an opportunity to make some cash without having to spend time hunting for another sugar daddy. I shift forward on the bed, adjusting the oversized shirt up to expose more thigh and looking up at Titan from under my lashes.

“Well, can’t we just continue what we started last night? For, say, twenty grand?”

“From right now till the morning after the party?” Titan asks, not batting an eye at the number I’d thrown out. “You as my baby girl, doing whatever her Daddy asks of her?”

I swallow hard. There was that word again.Daddy.An ache starts low in my belly, and my shoulders drop before immediately stiffening. That would be forty-eight hours with Titan. In less than ten, I’d felt myself lose my tightly held control to him. He dulled the edge that kept me going and fighting over these last ten years.

He is also generous. My landlord is off my back, and I’m sure after these two days, I can get my lawyer to calm down too, at least through our next court date.

But Titan had made me cry when I came.

“Yes,” I answer. The money is too good to be swayed by my discomfort. I bite at my bottom lip, knowing exactly how good I must look and enjoying the slight sting keeping me focused. “From now until Sunday morning, you will have me all to yourself.”

“I need to hear you say it.” The hot gravel of his voice gives me goosebumps. “What will I be to you, baby girl?”

Warmth floods my body and makes my toes curl. My thighs clench together, and my cunt pulses with a needy and empty ache.

“My Daddy.”

Titan acts quickly, his immense body moving at supernatural speeds to pick me up from the bed and sit me on his lap. His mouth is on mine just as fast, but the moment his lips meet mine, he slows down to taste every part of me. My eyes close, and I part my lips for him. I grip his shoulders for balance as his tongue, pointed and skilled, dips into me. I moan as he explores me, and I press into his body further. I’m tall—I love it—but I rarely get to feel small, and the change is odd but satisfying.

“What am I to you?” Titan repeats after pulling back from the kiss.

“My Daddy,” I whisper, my voice gone husky.

“Do you remember what that means?” He continues when I shake my head no, “Last night, I told you I want to care for you, all of you. But I also want you to do what I ask, when I ask.”

My brows knit together as I try to figure out where this is going and how I can get one step ahead of wherever he is leading me. Everything he’s asked of me, I’ve liked, often too much.

“You stole from me, Julianna. You stole a very important ring right off my body.”

Shit.

My initial instinct is to remind him that Knox was rather impressed with my stealing abilities, but bringing up another gargoyle seems like a terrible idea at the moment, so I say nothing.

“I’m going to punish you, baby girl. I’m going to take you over my knee and spank you until you learn to not steal from me…”

My eyes have gone wide and my breath shallow. I shift on his lap, already feeling the need growing between my thighs. His T-shirt is big, but I’m still naked underneath, and my bare ass feels good on his firm thighs.

“… until I know you’ll feel it tomorrow and never forget.”

I stare at his sharp, pointed claws and slide my hand up a finger and along a single sleek talon, stopping to hover above the tip, daring myself to touch it.

“I won’t cut you with my claws, but if you aren’t up for this, if it gets too much, just say so, and we’ll stop. I told you I’ll keep you safe, even if it’s from me.”

“I… I want it.” It surprises me how much, but I do.

“Stand up.”

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