Damon (Alpha Daddies #3) Read Online Paige Michaels

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Tags Authors: Series: Alpha Daddies Series by Paige Michaels
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Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45069 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
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She pursed her lips. Part of her was grateful he had so thoughtfully made his home easier for her. Part of her felt like he was babying her. The doctors had always told her parents not to coddle her. She needed to figure things out on her own.

When her cane hit what she assumed was the leg of a stool or chair, Damon spoke again. “You’re at the island. There’s one chair in front of you, one to the left, and two to the right.”

“They’re all on the same side then?”

“Yes. The other side has the sink and work space.”

She nodded and headed left. When her cane hit something metal, she reached out her hand.

“Refrigerator.”

She continued along, trailing her fingers past the cool metal to the counter, keeping track in her mind of where the stove, oven, and dishwasher were located.

“The stove has the knobs up along the back so you can’t accidentally bump into them and turn on the gas.”

She cringed and turned around swiftly. “Damon, I’m not that helpless. You can’t baby me.”

Chapter Three

He was in front of her, his hands on her biceps in three seconds. “Olivia, I will baby you because it’s the way of the Alpha wolf. I will baby you because you’re precious to me, and I want to take care of your every need. It has nothing to do with your eyesight. I need you to understand that.”

She frowned. His words didn’t make sense to her.

“I’m extremely Dominant, Baby girl. All of my people are. My instinct is to protect you and make you happy. It’s in my blood.” He eased the cane out of her hand and set it on the counter. “Let me show you around. Please.”

She swallowed. She didn’t want to be frustrated with him. He meant well. He cared about her. It was hard to know if he would like her if they weren’t bonded by fate, but they were. She wore his mark on her inner wrist. A mark that was throbbing and making her entire body hum now that she was with him. When he touched her, it grew stronger.

Damon bent slightly, picked her up, and settled her on his hip. He kept one arm tucked under her to brace her and lifted her free hand with his. “Let me,” he whispered in her ear. “Please, Baby girl.”

She wrapped her arm around his neck and held on as she leaned into him, relenting with a sigh.

Daddy took a few steps forward before setting her hand on what she assumed was the back of a chair. “Eight chairs,” he reminded her. “Three on each side, one on each end. They have spindles and the backs are rounded.” He held her fingers and trailed them along the curved wood.

She paid close attention even though she knew she would do all of this later herself. He couldn’t possibly watch her every moment of every day. When he was asleep, in the shower, or out of the house she would explore.

He took several paces to reach a wall and set their combined fingers on the smooth surface before trailing them along until it ended. “We’re at the hallway. Three feet down on the left is my office. We’ll go in there later. Across from the office is a guest bathroom. Toilet, sink, shower/tub combination.”

She visualized all of this in her mind while he spoke.

“Next on the right is a guest room. We can go in there later, too. Across from the guest bedroom is the master bedroom.” He trailed her fingers along the wall until they entered.

His scent was strong everywhere in the house, but it was even stronger in his room. She shivered as she inhaled deeply.

Daddy lifted her fingers and kissed the tips before he continued, “I’ll start from the left. A high dresser with six drawers. It’s taller than you.” He lifted her hand and danced it up from the middle to the top. A few paces later, he stepped farther left. “Bathroom. I took the door off.”

She flinched. “You took the door off? Why?”

“So you’d never have to worry if it was open or closed. You won’t bonk into it. It’s gone.”

She jerked her hand out of his and gripped his face, leaning in close so she could sort of make out his eyes. Her glasses were in her pocket. Her voice rose. “Damon, that’s over the top. I’m not going to pee with you watching.”

He set his palm over hers on his cheek. “Little rebel, you’re not going to do anything without me watching.”

She gasped and straightened her spine.

He gripped the back of her hand. “Daddy will take care of all your needs, Baby girl, even the intimate ones. Especially the intimate ones.”

She stopped breathing. Modesty was deeply embedded in her. It had been since birth. No one had seen her naked since she was a toddler. She realized her mate would take liberty with her body, but she’d never imagined that happening totally naked. Wouldn’t he just lift her skirt or something?


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