I had a feeling Keane wasn’t going to be happy with my explanation. “There’s this guy who is a regular customer at the diner where we work. Sally has a crush on him, but he’s asked me out a few times. I’d never paid any attention to him and didn’t even remember his name until I heard her and Bess talking about him, but apparently it was a really big deal to her.”
“You’re mine.”
“I know.” I stroked my hands up and down his chest, trying to calm him down.
“If the bastard tries to hit on you again, Sally isn’t going to have to worry about him being interested in you instead of her.” His hands gripped my hips as something feral flashed in his eyes, almost as though his bear was staring at me instead of the man. “Because he’ll be dead.”
I didn’t think he was willing to see reason when it came to me and other men…and I had to admit that I liked how possessive he was. A lot.
“If I’m going to live here with you—”
“There’s no if about it,” he growled before I could finish what I was saying.
I shrugged. “Then you don’t need to worry about him. The diner is too far away for me to keep my job, so he won’t have the chance to ask me out again.”
“Good point.” His body relaxed beneath mine as his brows drew together. “What I don’t get is why she wanted to spend the weekend camping with you. Did she think that getting to know you better outside of work would help her figure out why that guy liked you?”
“Ah, no. Not exactly.” I cleared my throat before explaining what I’d overheard about John’s plans for this weekend.
“I guess you were right about me owing your co-worker.” He flipped me onto my back, his large body hovering over mine. “If she hadn’t gotten you away from him this weekend and he somehow managed to talk you into going on that date with him, I would’ve had to kill this John guy and then you might have been scared of me.”
He looked so devastated over the possibility that I would be afraid of him that it broke my heart. Even when I’d run from him, it hadn’t been out of fear but more of a deep-seated need for him to chase me that I could only guess had something to do with being his fated mate. “I could never be scared of you, and you would not have needed to kill anyone.”
“You’re wrong,” he insisted with a shake of his head, his brown eyes filled with fury over something that was never going to happen. “My grizzly would have scented his lust and broken free to rip his throat out.”
I had never seen violence except for on television, but his threat toward John didn’t freak me out because I knew that Keane had been telling the truth when he’d said he would never hurt me. Filled with determination to soothe my man, I twined my arms around his neck and pulled his face close enough so that I could press my lips against his. My kiss seemed to do the trick, and I made a mental note in case he ever needed to be talked off the proverbial cliff again. “You don’t need to be worried. Just as I was made for you, you were made for me. I’ve never noticed another man. Only you. Never wanted to go on a date with anyone but you. Never kissed anyone but you.”
The tension drained from his body at my confession. “If anyone’s going to take you on a hot air balloon ride, it’s gonna be me.”
“Yes,” I agreed. “You get all of my firsts. Every single one of them.”
8
Laina
I hadn’t meant my claim to be sexual, but when his hard-on brushed against my inner thigh, I couldn’t help but think of a first that I’d love to tackle. Sliding my hand between our bodies, I wrapped my fingers around his thick dick and gently squeezed. When he threw his head back and pressed deeper into my palm, I felt a rush of feminine power that gave me the confidence to suggest, “Like giving a blow job.”
“You want to suck my cock, baby?”
My cheeks filled with heat, but it wasn’t from embarrassment but passion this time. “Uh-huh.”
One of his hands slid over my chest to cup my breast, his thumb flicking over my nipple. “I’d love to see your pretty lips wrapped around me.”
I could see it in my head, and my inner walls clenched at the sexy picture he painted. I whimpered when he climbed off my body to stand next to the bed, but then I shivered when he wrapped his fingers around my wrist to tug me off the mattress too. He dropped a pillow onto the floor before pressing gently on my shoulders, guiding me to kneel in front of him.
His dick was swollen and red, with a bead of pre-come glistening on the tip. My mouth watered at the sight. I was as desperate to taste him as he’d been with my pussy earlier.
Cupping my cheeks with his palms, Keane stroked my bottom lip with his thumb as he tilted my head back to search my face. “You sure you want to do this, baby?”
“Yes,” I panted, flicking my tongue out to swipe against his thumb. “More than anything.”
He slid one of his hands to the back of my head, his fingers running through my hair before he fisted it. “Then part your lips to take me into your mouth.”
I moaned when he eased his dick past my lips, slowly feeding me each inch.
“Fuck,” he groaned, his hold on my hair tightening as the salty taste of his pre-come burst across my tongue. “Not sure how long I’m gonna be able to last. Your mouth is so damn wet, and you look perfect on your knees in front of me with your face full of my cock.”
I closed my lips around him to get better suction and sucked him to the back of my throat, loving that I was able to drive him wild.