Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
Iwaited for Rowan and Lyric to leave. The need to erase Laikyn’s fear and make her mine made my wolf and me uneasy. Yes, as Alpha, I could find her, but as her mate, we’d have a connection like none other.
“Are you okay?” I asked Laikyn.
Having another being take over your mind had to feel weird on a level I had no idea about. She nodded. “I’m tired and feel like I need a shower.”
We’d brought in her bags, which she’d packed and contained most of her clothes, putting them in the primary bedroom. The masculine space needed a feminine touch, but I’d wanted my mate to be the one to make those changes.
“Come on then. Let’s get you settled.” If she weren’t up to making love with me, I’d be fine holding her all night. My wolf snorted.
Laikyn looked at my hand, then at me. “What? Not gonna pick me up and carry me off to your man-cave?”
I walked over, invading her space. “Oh, I’ll carry you off, anywhere and everywhere, Mon Chaton. I just thought you might want to walk this time.”
“What I want is you to be you, and me to be me. That means don’t pussyfoot around, and I won’t act like a simpering little girl, unless that’s how we’re playing at the time.”
Damn! I swore my mouth went dry at the image of Laikyn dressed up as a schoolgirl, while I was fucking her from behind. Deviant? Yes. But I made no apologies. We were grown adults who made our own rules.
“What does your gorgeous mind want right now?” I placed my hands on the granite counter on either side of Laikyn, caging her in.
Laikyn licked her lips. “First, I want you and me to shower, then I want you to have your wicked way with me. I want to give you control of my body. You know that is what I want. You knew it years ago, Kellen.”
I did. I had found her in a human-run BDSM club.
A man wielding a whip, lashing her like he knew how, but in truth, he’d been playing at being a Dom.
The memory still had the power to make me want to rip the human’s arms from his body and beat him with them.
The only thing that had kept me from following through with it was Laikyn murmuring my name.
She’d glanced at me with her sparkling green eyes, a plea for me to take what she was offering, more than I could handle.
“If you hadn’t already taken too many lashes that night, I’d have whipped your pretty little ass.” I lifted her into my arms.
She nodded. “I was a really bad girl,” she agreed.
And I was a dumbass for not tying her to me that night.
I’d been too hammered and thought she was too young, too high on endorphins to know she was mine.
I wanted her to experience life before settling down with me.
I knew I wasn’t an easy man to be with. I’d demand her attention, her submission to me on many levels.
Something I wasn’t sure she’d be willing to give at the time.
My wolf had growled as I’d left her sleeping in the hotel the next day.
“Lake, you know that once I make you mine, there will be no going back. We can talk about boundaries, but there are going to be limits that I will push. Are you ready for all that being mine means?” I asked while I carried her to my room, soon to be our room, if she agreed.
Her head tilted. “Kellen, I was yours then. Yours to do with as you choose. Of course, in your dumb male brain, you chose to run.”
She yelped when I slapped her ass. “First rule, you don’t call your Alpha names except God, Master, Sir, or my given name. You call me disparaging ones, and you will be punished.”
Heat lit her eyes. “I’ll be sure to remember that.”
“Make sure you do, unless you like your ass to be on fire.” I ran my hand over the spot I just hit.
Bypassing my California King bed, I walked into the large bathroom. Setting Laikyn on her feet, she rubbed against my front, every delicious curve igniting me. “Strip those clothes off unless you want me to do it for you. I’m not sure they’ll still be wearable after I’m done with you, though.”
I dragged my T-shirt over my own head, unsnapping my jeans as I kicked off one boot, then the other. “Goddess, you are gorgeous.” Laikyn’s eyes widened.
I bent and removed my socks. Standing, I was naked, while she was still fully clothed. “You haven’t taken a stitch of clothing off yet, woman.” I crossed my arms over my chest.
She quickly shimmied out of her clothes, making my mouth water. I still remember her taste. Like the finest whiskey I’d ever drank.
“You’re growling,” she said, her arms hanging loosely at her sides.
I moved closer, opening the door behind her and adjusting the water temperature. “You make me and my wolf crazy.”
“I like that. My wolf is all preening in my head.”
I pictured Laikyn on all fours, presenting her delectable ass to me.
“Let’s get you cleaned, then we’ll see about getting you preening.
” Her sweet arousal perfumed the air. When she didn’t move, I picked her up by the waist, loving how my hands didn’t look too big for her.
Mother Nature created this one being just for me.
“Dang it. I forgot to unpack my bath gel and stuff,” Laikyn muttered.
“That’s okay. You’re just gonna smell like me anyway.” I placed her under the warm spray, then began lathering up my hands with my body wash. If I had my way, she’d always smell like me, from her head to her toes.
“I can see what you are thinking, Mr. Styles.” She leaned into my touch, her breasts filling my palms.
“Good,” I grunted.
Bullshit. It was perfect. I brushed my body against hers, igniting all the nerve endings on my body. I measured her breasts in my palms, weighing them as I cupped them, rubbing my thumbs back and forth across the nipples. The slight hitch in her breathing let me know she liked what I was doing.
I turned her around, facing the cold tile wall of the shower, my front pressed against her back. Using my thigh, I split her legs apart. She shuddered against the bunched muscles of my leg.
“Oh, God, more.” Laikyn reached back for my dick, but I grabbed her wrists and placed them on the wall. “Not yet.”
Lathering up my hands with shampoo, I washed her hair, then ran my fingers down her back, rubbing her shoulders and along her sides till I reached the rounded curve of her ass.
“Damn, I love your ass.” I ran my finger between her crack.
When she tensed up, I gave a firm tap to one cheek. “This is mine. Right, Mon Chaton?”
“Yes!” She glanced over her shoulder, drops of water falling over us.
I grabbed the shower head. “Close your eyes, baby.” I waited till she turned back to face the wall, knowing she’d listen to me.
I rinsed her hair, then replaced the shower head before lathering up my hands with more shower gel.
Kneeling, I washed Laikyn’s legs from her feet up, pausing at the apex of her thighs.
She pushed her ass back at me, needing me to touch her there, but I ignored her silent command.
“My turn,” I said, lifting Laikyn away from the wall and taking her place under the spray.
“Hey, what about me?” she pouted up at me.
I raised one brow. “I cleaned you. Quite thoroughly, I might add.” I held the bodywash out to Laikyn. My cock bobbed in front of us, the heavy length too hard to stay upright.
“Um, is that thing bigger than before?” She asked.
“He’ll fit,” I promised. In all honesty, I was a little worried myself. My dick appeared larger than ever.
“Fine, but if you split me in two, I’m the only doctor around here, so you’ll be screwed.” She wagged a soapy finger at me.
I laughed, then groaned as her hands began stroking my chest. Torture.
Sweet torture was what she was doing to me.
Laikyn knelt in front of me, doing the same as I did to her, washing every inch of me except the part begging for her lips.
Finally, she grasped me. The thick stalk of my cock barely fit in her grip.
My eyes nearly slid to the back of my head as her hand slid up my cock, her slick palm moving easily with the soap.
With her on the floor, kneeling at my feet, I was sure I’d never seen a more beautiful sight.
The large mushroom-shaped head of my dick was purple and almost painful to the touch with its need for release.
I wanted our first time, the time I claimed her to be on our bed.
Not in the shower. I pulled her hand off me, making her squeak as I lifted her.
“Not here.” I stepped from the shower, shutting the water off before drawing her with me.
Using a large fluffy towel, I made quick work of getting the water off us both, then lifted her into my arms and swept her into the bedroom.
My large bed was a work of art. The big black wooden frame was solid, with the post thicker than my legs.
“Tonight, I make you mine.” I kissed Laikyn, our lips meeting, molding like our bodies. She threaded her hands in my hair, holding me to her.
“And I make you mine.”
He let out a sound, a cross between a growl and a groan.
I was done with the teasing, the tormenting.
I wanted to get on with the claiming. Kellen sat me on the waist-high bed.
I might have protested the loss of contact, but as I watched the flex and play of his naked ass, while he lit a few candles, I got a moment to catch my breath.
He picked up a remote, and immediately the stone fireplace roared to life, creating an ambiance all its own.
The green-eyed monster reared its ugly head. Kellen spun back to face me, an alarmed look on his too handsome face. He closed the distance between us, coming back to my side, and pressed me onto my back. The soft bedding cushioned my back.
“What were you thinking?” He leaned down, resuming his exploration of my body with kisses.
I turned my head to face the dancing flames. “Look at me, Mon Chaton.”
“I just wondered how many other women you’ve set up the scene for like this.” I waved my hand in the air.