Chapter 13 - Isabella
ISABELLA
There’s a warm body pressed against me, and I snuggle into it. Raiden’s heavy arm drapes over my hip and I pull it up to my chest, loving the warmth that spreads through me at his touch.
But it’s more than that. This is the first time in my life that I’ve woken up feeling truly free.
Yesterday I did something I wanted to. I spent the day with the man I’ve been dreaming about for two years.
I was worried he was thinking of me only as a daughter, but last night proved that’s not the case. With Raiden, I feel like a woman. A confident woman. Not someone to be hidden away and kept under guard because she might break.
His fingers brush against my breast, and I gasp as he finds my nipple. It only takes one touch from him and my body heats, ready for him. I long to feel Raiden inside me, but I made my vows in front of God. I’ll stay a virgin until my wedding day.
But it doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun.
His hardness pushes into me and I wiggle my hips, making him groan.
“I want you so bad, princess.”
It would be so easy to spread my thighs and guide him into my heated pussy. But I also like the challenge of denying myself. Of not giving him everything he wants.
“It’s not possible.”
I roll over, but I can’t hide the grin on my face. My hands clasp his cock, and I take it in both hands.
“But I haven’t made you come with my hands yet, biker.”
He groans, and his eyes scrunch up like he’s in pain. I enjoy watching this powerful man come undone.
I’m not sure what I’m doing with my hands, but I trust that Raiden will let me know if I do something wrong, and by the way he’s groaning I think I’m doing it all right.
His hand slides between my legs as his lips meet mine. It’s slower this morning, tender, and I let the feelings wash over me as we pleasure each other.
I could get used to this, waking each morning with this man by my side.
Raiden slides a finger into me, and it’s so intense that I almost lose it. He chuckles and applies pressure to my clit with his palm.
It doesn’t take long until the orgasm shakes through my body. But he doesn’t let up, not until I’ve come three times. I stroke his cock hard, wanting him to have his release too.
“I wish I could be inside your tight pussy, princess.”
He’s full of yearning and it would be so easy to give in, but I tsk at him and shake my head.
“That is a privilege reserved for my husband.”
He groans and I pick the up the pace, tugging hard with both my hands.
In another moment he tenses, and thick ropes of cum spurt out of his dick and coat my fingers. He lies back with a contented sigh and pulls me toward him.
“Was that okay for my first hand job?”
Raiden chuckles. “Princess, that was amazing. You’re amazing.” He sits up in bed and pulls me onto his lap. “So amazing that there’s something I want to ask you.”
He brushes a strand of hair off my cheek and tucks it behind my ear. His expression is serious and I tense, wondering what’s coming.
“Isabella Berone, will you marry me?”
My heart stills at his words. Then it jump starts when I realize what he wants. I push him away.
“You just want inside of me, Raiden.”
I slide out of bed, but he grabs hold of my wrist. “I’m being serious, Isabella. I don’t want to marry you so I can fuck you. Although…” his gaze sweeps over my naked body, “…that does have some appeal. I want to marry you because I’m in love with you.”
My heart skips a beat at his words. Words I’ve been longing to hear. I turn to look at him, and his expression is sincere, hopeful.
“Don’t play with me, Raiden.”
He reaches for something in the bedside drawer and pulls out a small box. He flips the lid open, and there’s a ring inside. A giant emerald surrounded by diamonds.
“This is how serious I am, Isabella. It’s a serious question. I love you; will you be my wife?”
My hand flies to my chest. The ring is beautiful, but… “When did you get this?”
Raiden’s gaze flicks to the ring and back to me. “I bought it right after the night I met you at the club two years ago. I knew then you’d be my wife, Isabella, I just needed to give you time to grow up and realize it yourself.”
I stare at him with my mouth hanging open. Because it’s everything I wanted since I met him too. I thought he would think I was a troublesome girl. I thought he’d be scared of my father. But Raiden isn’t scared of anyone. It’s what I want, to spend the rest of my life with this man.
“Yes,” I say. “Yes, yes, yes!” I throw my arms around his neck, and we’re both laughing as I shower his face with kisses.
“Emerald to match your eyes.” Raiden slips the ring on my finger. “But before we tell anyone, I need to speak to your father.”
At the mention of my father, the smile slides off my face.
“He won’t be happy.”
“It’s your happiness I care about, princess. But I have to do the honorable thing.”
He’s going to be angry. He had plans for me. Plans that I need to tell Raiden about. The reason I ran away.
I open my mouth to speak when there’s a knock at the door.
“Go away,” Raiden grunts.
The knock comes again. “Sorry, Prez.” There’s an urgency in the man’s voice that makes Raiden look up. “Carlo Berone is downstairs.”