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Leaning forward, she set her hands gently on my hips, her voice thick with a French accent as she said, “It is nice to meet you, Isabella. Before we begin, I need to know if you have any motions or touches that would be a trigger for you. The last thing I would ever want to do is hurt you, yes?”

I turned slightly, my nose brushing her soft, fragrant hair as I whispered back, “I don’t like to be pinched or tickled. I also don’t like to be humiliated. At all.”

She pulled back slightly, her inhuman cat eyes meeting mine as she said, “I will never, ever humiliate you. I spent years with a man who enjoyed tearing me apart over and over again. Degrading me. I will never do that to another person.”

Her whole body shivered, and I gave her a hug, hating the pain I could feel her fighting back.

“Shhhh,” I said as I held her smaller, yet still lush and soft body tight. “I don’t want that, either.”

From behind me came Tyler’s deep voice, wrapping around my senses like a secure chain and holding me together. He used his melted candy tone that softened both myself and Alora almost instantly. “But that was then, and this is now. Right now, you, Alora, are safe with us. Nothing will harm either of you while I’m here.”

Tyler lay sprawled with his back supported by both the wall and the pillows behind him. He lounged there like a king, an indulgent smile on his lips that bordered on arrogant. I loved it. Even though he was merely watching us, I felt like he was in complete control of the situation. Like I could do whatever I wanted, and he’d be there to watch over me and protect me.

I could chase the hypothetical pretty butterfly off the cliff and know he’ll be there to catch me before I fall.

His masked gaze met mine and I took in a deep, shaky breath as everything inside of me yearned for him. He’d removed his jacket at some point, and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his tanned, chorded arms and tattoos. With his tie still on, he somehow managed to maintain an aura of readiness, looking more like a lion resting on a warm stone than a sultan among his pillows. I let my gaze trail down and took in the proof of his arousal pressing against his black slacks and my clit positively throbbed.

“Oh my,” Alora whispered into my ear with a laugh in her voice. “That look of passion is not even directed at me, and I can feel the heat. His feelings for you are so strong…it is a lovely emotion to witness.”

She brushed my hair off my shoulder, kissing my neck with soft, silken kisses that had me almost closing my eyes with pleasure. Alora smelled good, floral without being too much, sweet and somehow edible. The soft, silken slide of her hair over my skin was a lovely sensation, and I leaned back a little more into her arms.

Her large breasts pressed against my back as she whispered, “No more talking. Only feeling. Watch your Master while I touch you.”

“My Daddy,” I managed to moan while she bit on my earlobe.

“Pardon?”

“He’s my Daddy.” I arched as she stroked my bare throat with her fingertips, making me shiver.

“Your Daddy?” Alora said with such surprise that I surfaced somewhat from the hold Tyler’s gaze had on me.

“That’s right,” Tyler growled, his entire body tense as he watched me close. “You are my outrageously beautiful little princess, and I’m your Daddy.”

Alora let out a little gasp, then said in a thick accent, “Oh, mon Dieu. Well, then it is about time, as you American’s like to say.”

Distracted from the arousal she was building, I looked over my shoulder at her, finding Alora giving Tyler an amused smile. It was kind of odd, considering she looked like a cat, but also fitting. I glanced at Tyler, and all he did was shrug with an enigmatic smile of his own. While I’d been playing with Alora, Tyler had unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, revealing his deeply tanned skin. The contrast was mouthwatering, and I wanted to place my lips on his warm skin to see if he still tasted like the ocean and sunshine. Our eyes met and the warmth filling his made my breath catch in an entirely different way.

“So, Master Tyler has found his princess.” Alora purred and gave my neck a sharp toothed bite that had tingles racing through my belly and sex. “And I get to play with her? What a generous Daddy.”

Tyler stretched out his legs, his thighs flexing in his black slacks as he gave Alora an amused smirk. “What a talkative kitten you are tonight, Alora. I’ve gone weeks without hearing your voice.”

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