Picture Perfect Love

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” she murmurs.

“Yes.” My voice comes out ragged and beast-like. “I’m saying I’m going to explode if I don’t claim your body, properly claim it, like a man is supposed to do with his woman. I can’t wait until…”

I trail off. I was going to say until we tell Natalie.

But right now all I can think about is my woman.

“Nobody else exists,” I growl, reaching over and tucking hair behind her ear, in the way that makes her blush captivatingly. “Just us. Just tonight.”

She turns toward my hand as I move it over her cheek.

Reaching up, she touches my palm and presses it close to her skin, letting out a shivering breath. “I want that, Kaleb, Animal. I want it. But what if…”

“Let what if be a concern for tomorrow,” I say. “And I don’t want to hear any talk about how you won’t be able to take me, either. Trust me. I can read your innocent virgin body. You were made for this dick.”

The way her cheeks bloom red tells me I’ve plucked a chord inside of her, and it provokes an answering infusion of stiffness in my pants.

“Either way, I’m taking you to the finest hotel tonight. You said your mom is out for the night?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“There’s no way I’m letting you stay at the apartment on your own now. Not after that Lennie prick showed up. So we’ll stay together. I can get two rooms… if you want?”

She looks at me, shy and then sassy, sassy and then shy, and finally, a smile spreads across her lips.

“No, I think one room will be fine.”

My balls ache. My length stiffens.

This is it.

The night I claim my woman.

If I can convince her she’s ready.

Chapter Fifteen

Kelly

I can’t believe this is happening as we ride the elevator up, my whole body trembling as we get higher and higher like we’re going to fly away any second.

The weight of my fantasies pushes down on me, burning through me, my clit pulsing in neediness and my hole getting all wet and tingly.

But even as I grip onto my man’s hulking arm, even as I repeat his words in my head – nobody else exists – nerves dance around me.

They come from the memory of his massive manhood and how solid and meaty it felt between my ass cheeks.

The nerves arising from the feeling that he’s not going to be able to claim me how he wants.

He stares down at me, his face hard. “Are you excited to see the room?”

He got the presidential suite, the most expensive room in the place. My nipples graze with blazing friction against my bra at the thought. He wouldn’t have gotten somewhere so expensive if he knew how badly I might disappoint him.

What if I completely freak when his massive throbbing dick is inside of me? Or I can’t take him at all?

I want to be sexy, moaning and shifting in all the right places, but I’m not sure I can live up to that ideal.

The doors open with a beep, bringing a long sleek marble hallway into view. Kaleb, standing beside me in his dominator’s suit with his gleaming silver hair and his perpetual smirk, places his hand on the small of my back and guides me into the suite.

I walk beside him with my skin tingling all around his touch, silently screaming at him to move lower, down to my ass, to squeeze it and play with it the way he did when he had me bent over for him. My lips tingle and send shivers all through me at the thought.

He leads us to a wide living room, with a large flat screen inlaid into the wall, and floor to ceiling windows that open onto a balcony with a hot tub and a red brick sauna. The view of the city is astounding, sparkling up at us.

“If I wasn’t so damn protective of you,” Kaleb growls in my ear, his hand finally smoothing down to squeeze my ass, sending more whirring signals around me. “I’d take you on the balcony and fuck you in that damn hot tub. But if anybody else saw you – some nosy bastard with a drone or binoculars, I’d have to hunt them down and fucking execute them.”

Something deep thrums inside of me, the primal piece of me which almost melted when he told me how he turned into an animal when he was a boy. I know he’d awaken that part of himself again if another man tried to claim me, and I’m so freaking glad he’s the only man I’ll ever want.

“Come on.”

He takes my hand and pulls me down the hallway – past several rooms – and to the one at the end. He pulls me inside and kicks the door closed behind me.