So fuckin’ beautiful. “Suck in time with your hands.” He said as she faltered again. He was close.
She closed her eyes.
He reached down and pinched her nipple, hard.
Her eyes snapped open wide again, and she whined, struggling, sucking at him, working her hands—his cock swelled. “Eyes on me. Watch me as I come in that fuckin’ precious mouth.”
He roared with the release, shooting his seed toward the back of her throat, filling her face, as fiery pleasure exploded up and down his spine and in his groin. He gave a long groan, watching her. “That’s it. Take all my dirty cum inside you. Open up. Show me.”
His baby opened her mouth, showed him his cum.
"Swallow."
Reflexively, she did.
"Fucking perfect." he groaned. Sliding to his knees, he joined her on the floor, pulling her into his arms.
Responding instantly, she buried her face under his chin against his throat, accepting his hug. He rubbed down her back, taking her into his lap again, holding her and letting her adjust.
For him, there was no relaxing. The sound of his heartbeat filled his ears and his head rang with the call of the wild hunt. An answering cascade from his shift started at the base of his spine, a sizzling flare of pain. His gums hurt and mouth watered as his primary teeth tried to come up. She was his, and he wanted to mark her, fuck her and seat his child in her. But he fought the drive back.
Not time yet. They’d get birth control today, but he’d wait on giving her that irrevocable claim. There were some things to settle first.
Chapter Five
Sophie
He wouldn’t let her shower.
There was a knock at the door.
Naked and emotionally exposed, Sophie was startled by the unexpected noise. Micah stood with her in his arms as if she weighed nothing and sat her on the bed. She looked longingly at the bathroom as he opened the door, but didn’t move.
Covering herself with her hands, she watched Micah take big plastic bags from two dark brown arms. He didn’t let whoever it was in the room. After exchanging low words in Spanish that she couldn’t hear well enough to translate, Micah came back to the bed with the bags. He emptied them both, sorting colors and fabrics into piles.
The contrast of his hands with their star-marked knuckle tattoos handling women’s clothing, kept her captivated. She didn’t pay much attention to what he was actually doing until he held up a sleeveless summer dress with a pretty blue floral pattern. The blue in the material brightened his eyes.
“Gonna be hot today. This will do. Bet you burn with that skin?”
“What?”
He smirked at her, “Is your head full of sky, Starlight? I said it’s gonna be hot and sunny today. Do you get sunburned?”
She answered with a nod, “I put sunscreen on every day and keep my arms covered.”
“Thought so.” He picked up a smaller plastic bag. “I got you, baby.”
He passed her the dress and the bag. This was for her?
He pulled a wad of ribbon and string from a pile and gave that to her as well. She looked at the dark blue material cluelessly.
“Let me see you put that on. I want to see how it fits.” He nodded at her hand.
Setting the dress and plastic shopping bag down, Sophie examined what he’d given her. It had too many holes and connected areas to be a headband.
Micah laughed. “Stand up, baby. I don’t mind helping you. I see you don’t know what you’re doing.”
“Okay.”
