I wasn’t a horny teenager. I could control myself.
Determined to save myself from public humiliation—and save him from being arrested and thrown in federal prison for walking around planet Earth without the proper, what — Permit? I tugged on his hair. Hard.
He moved quickly, too fast for me to realize I’d made a fatal error.
He knelt before me, his hand still on my breast. His face now even with mine. “Velik. We can’t—”
With a grin I had no hope of denying, he leaned forward and took my lips. Claimed them. His tongue moved into my mouth and tasted me, moving so I could think of nothing else but his cock following along with a matching rhythm downtown.
First he stomps around naked—and gorgeous. Now he kisses like this?
Velik’s kiss was like lightning, jolting me awake and pushing away any thoughts rambling around in my head. His lips took everything, devoured me. Marked me. I instantly lost a battle against something I could not control.
Want. Need. The great big, aching hole in my heart that never seemed to go away. Always hurting and bleeding and waiting for the next person I loved to disappear.
Velik’s strong hand gripped my neck, pulling me closer even though I should have backed away. His huge body surrounded me with his power, taunted me with its promise of safety. Loyalty. A promise of forever that my analytical heart knew no one would ever be able to keep.
He would break me, make me want and dream and truly believe he was mine. For a moment, I let myself imagine it. I gave in. I kissed him back.
I wrapped both arms around his head and pulled him down to me. I never could have moved him on my own, but he came willingly, pressed closer and wrapped an arm around my waist. He pulled me against him until our bodies melted into one another and his heat flooded my system like a drug.
His taste made me dizzy, like I was stumbling through darkness, unable to find a way out. I forgot who I was. Who he was. The list of reasons I’d memorized of why a relationship like this would never, ever work for me.
Our tongues explored and tangled. My back landed on the carpeting in the back of my car but I didn’t care. Far off, in the distance, I heard whistling and shouting. I ignored everything but him. I didn’t have a choice. He was everywhere, surrounding me, over me, holding me, making me want to forget.
Somehow, he’d followed me into the back of my car. He was on top of me, had shifted our bodies so that I was inside while his legs remained out.
The towel he’d wrapped around his hips brushed my inner thighs like sandpaper when I wanted skin. His skin.
He’d gone beast. I felt his shoulders grow, heard the low, rumbling growl as he licked between my thighs to stroke my clit.
Velik was out of his mind with need. For me. Only me. In the entire universe I was the only woman he would ever want like this.
The knowledge slammed into me like a drug. I wrapped my legs around his hips. Power made my blood heat. He was mine. I’d been lying to myself purely out of self-preservation. I didn’t dare hope for a warlord of my own. Did. Not. Dare.
I couldn’t allow myself to think it because, if it hadn’t happened? I would have had a broken heart.
But now he was here. He was mine. My heart broke anyway. Crushed with hope. That this was real. That I could keep him.
I was going to fucking keep him.
Reaching between us, I tugged at the towel around his hips until it opened in the front and took the head of his cock into my hand.
The beast, my beast went stiff with shock, but I didn’t dare give him time to change his mind. Using my legs, which I wrapped around his hips to keep the rest of the towel in place covering his ass, I lifted my hips until I could pull the g-string of my pink bikini to the side with the same hand that held his cock and guided him to my wet heat. I pressed the head of his cock to my entrance but could not get him all the way inside. I wanted him stretching me open. Invading my body. Sliding into my tight pussy and making me burn to adjust, to take all of him.
“Claim me, Velik. Do it.” I needed this to be real. Final. If I was going to let my heart splinter with the pain of hope, of believing his obsession would last forever, he was going to have to make me forget all my doubts. He had to fill me up. Thrust deep. I had to be part of him, or I was going to shatter into a million little pieces of broken glass. It was too late now. He’d said the word. That freaking word.
“Mine.” I thought the beast would push forward into my pussy as he spoke. Instead, he tugged at the buttons on my shirt until they popped open to reveal my bikini clad breasts. His hand spread wide over my chest, settling just under my jaw. Skin to skin. Holding me in place. A primitive part of me took over and I arched my neck, thrust my breasts toward him.
“Velik, please.” Please shove your cock deep. Please lay your weight on top of me so I can barely move. Please fuck me hard and fast and make my body explode like a firework.
I knew beasts generally claimed their mates in a standing position. It was instinctive. They were always alert, ready to kill to protect their female. I had learned a lot about them, enough to know Velik’s beast might not have sex with me like this. Here. Now. In the back of my goddamn car like a couple of high school idiots.
“I need you inside me.” I whispered the confession with a voice I’d never heard before. Raw, unfiltered me. No fear. No games. Absolute honesty.
As if I’d broken something inside him, his entire body shifted. I cried out as his cock filled me in one hard thrust. He slipped a hand under my hips and lifted my ass just enough, tilted my body so he could go deeper. Harder. Fuck me faster without having to fight to move in the small confines of my car.
Velik’s claiming was like riding lightning. Every sense was filled with him. He was all I could see. Feel. Hear. Smell. He surrounded me and was buried deep inside me. The beast fucked me like an animal, almost out of control. I wasn’t sure if he would ever stop, his wildness pushing me over the edge until my keening cries echoed inside the car like a blasting stereo. I didn’t want his beast to fuck me in the car, I needed it, and he gave me what I needed even if it meant going against his instinct. My heart was in my throat as I cried out.
