“I’m asking you why do you need to get naked?” On second thought, she found that she wouldn’t mind. Marc had great toned body, a body to die for. Hard, ripped and muscled, the kind that women would drool about.
And his cock…
Kelly went dizzy just thinking about it. The thrumming ache in her sex was a testament of her body’s betrayal. She got wet from thinking about his masculine virility.
Marc continued removing the last article of his clothes. “There’s something else you need to know about me. This is going to come as a shock, but sometimes it’s better just to rip off the Band-Aid. I need you to see and know the truth of who I truly am.”
She barely heard what he said. The sight of his cock mesmerized her into a lust-filled trance. Oh hell yeah. Why, hello, Mr. Marc Junior. Do you remember me? Did we have fun that night or what? Wouldn’t mind playing with you again, though. You were so good to me then, I feel like paying you a favor now. Her mouth suddenly watered. She swallowed hard.
“Kelly?”
“Huh?” She shook herself out of her fantasy. “Sorry.”
“Look at me.”
“That’s what I’ve been doing.”
“My face is up here, darling.”
Busted! She was chagrined. She forced herself to meet his eyes. Even as she watched, the air around Marc’s naked body began to ripple. Her mouth fell open when she heard the crunch and crackle of bone, and a moment later, a very, very big feline stood where Marc had just stood.
Holy fucking Christ!
She backed up her chair instinctively, and panic semi-froze her body. What the hell was that? A tiger? No, that thing was smaller than a tiger, but looked lethal and dangerous nonetheless. Panther? Lynx? No, no, it was a Jaguar. It had a sleek and muscled body and its fur was vivid and colorful.
“Holy crap,” she muttered under her breath. She couldn’t take her eyes off it. The sight of its patterned fur mesmerized her. Its compact body held a broad yet regal head. Its powerful jaws hosted strong, sharp teeth that could tear a man’s flesh easily and its piercing eyes held an enchanting gaze with those who were caught staring at them. The jaguar had a reddish-brown coat and the spots on its fur were more solid and black on the head and neck and turned into larger rosette-shaped patterns along the sides of the body. Suddenly, she itched to trace her fingers on the countless spots it had.
The magnificent predator flicked its tail back and forth. A low, deep rumble curled out of its throat, making all the hairs on Kelly’s body stand up. Kelly had never heard a Jaguar growl before. The sound wasn’t as loud as a lion’s or tiger’s, but its deep reverberating bass made her feel as if the ground beneath her shook and was far more intimidating than its big cat cousins’ growls. And when it roared, her heart froze solid in her chest.
Seeing her freeze, the jaguar sat on its haunches, tail whipping back and forth. The rumble started again, the signature sound of a dangerous predator.
What a magnificent, deadly beast, she thought.
Kelly was up out of her seat backing up against the cabinet behind her, but the jaguar didn’t move. In its glimmering green eyes, she saw something familiar. Those were the eyes that she had stared deeply into when she had spent the night with Marc in Vegas.
Marc and the jaguar were the same, but she still couldn’t quite wrap her mind around it. As if it understood her internal conflict, the jaguar did not move. Instead, it patiently stilled as if waiting for her to do something.
Her instinct told her it was waiting for her to move.
She began to step slowly across the kitchen waiting for the jaguar to move. But it didn’t. She slowly reached out her hand toward it, and the top of its head connected with the palm of her hand halfway between them. She heard a rumble as it began to purr.
Incredibly, she started to laugh. She stroked its fur, which seem to make it even happier as the purr became louder. This was Marc. This was the man who she had slept with. Then she started to think about the fact that he thought she was pregnant. What did it all mean?
She continued to stroke the thick pelt of the jaguar for a few more moments, and then she backed away. “Okay, I believe that you’re not entirely human. You know what? I should be freaking out but I’m not. I mean, you can turn into this-this-this big cat.”
Marc sprung into existence a moment later. The man replaced the beast. He stood there waiting, naked, just as the jaguar had.
“You still scared of me?” he asked.
“Uh-hum.” She shook her head. “Nah. I was just surprised, I think. I didn’t know what to expect. I mean, I feel like I’m Alice who just fall into a rabbit hole and discover Wonderland.”
“I can relate to that.”
“I have so many questions in my head, but I don’t know where to start.”
A naughty smile blossomed. “We can start by doing this…” Marc extended his arm and pulled her into his embrace.
She let out a little gasp. The intense desire made her sex ache. There was something animalistic knowing this man could be a powerful beast as well. When his lips met hers, it was a perfect meld of mutual desire.
Kelly barely heard the crash as Marc swept their teacups off the top of the table. She didn’t care about the breaking China. All she knew was that she had this intense need to be one with him. He pulled up the hem of her skirt and whipped her sundress over her head. Her panties ripped in half as Marc seemed to be just as focused on getting her naked as quickly as possible.
He spun her body around and bent her over the table. His knee kicked her thighs open wide. It was unexpected when she felt his tongue began to run across her ass. His breath felt so hot against her fevered skin. He put his palm of his hand on the small of her back and tugged her ass higher. He wanted an undisturbed access to her, leaving her open like some offering to a pervert deity. If she wasn’t holding onto the side of the table, she’d have collapsed by now. Her knees couldn’t support her weight anymore as her sex became heavy, aching and needy.
He squeezed the firm globes of her ass. She bit her lip. His face was so close in her pussy. She jerked the moment his mouth found her slick sex.
She began to cry out and thrust against him even as his fingers scissored inside of her to stretch her even more open. His other hand moved up to grasp a handful of her breast. He tugged at her nipple, twisting it and pulling at it to tease out the hardened nub. She didn’t mind him being a little rough. It felt good in all the right places. This was the connection that they needed.
She heard his growl as he nipped her sensitive flesh again and felt the movement of the air as he stood. Her hands gripped the side of the table just as he entered her. There was nothing soft or uncertain about it. His hand gripped the hair at the base of her neck even as he pulled her head to the side so that his lips could explore and taste the skin at the nape of her neck. She felt small twinges of pleasure-filled pain as his teeth bit tiny butterfly bites there. The sensation sent shivers up and down her spine.
His cock pumped into her. She felt her hips begin to buck against him as she went wild with abandon. She wondered if this was what it felt like to be an animal, writhing and filled with a lusty desire that couldn’t be quenched. “Harder,” she screamed.
He bounced inside of her, and she felt the slapping of his balls against her sensitive flesh heighten the sensations of pleasure, causing vibrations through her clit. At that moment, her world shattered apart. She heard Marc’s roar that sounded like it was the cat. Her voice joined his as her climax overtook her mind and body completely.
In the aftermath, Marc gathered her up into his arms. He nuzzled soft kisses against the planes of her face. “I’m sorry if that was too rough,” he said softly. “I’ve just missed you being here in my arms.”
For some crazy reason, she completely believed him. “I missed you, too,” she said truthfully. Then she gave him a sultry smile. “How about I give you a tour of my place? We can start in the bedroom.”
The answering smile that she rec
eived in return sent tingles to the tips of her toes. Yes, she had missed Marc, all parts of him.
CHAPTER FIVE
“We could have just taken a normal commercial flight, you know?” Kelly said as she looked out the small window at the clouds outside.
Marc disagreed. “I want you to understand who I am. All parts of me. That includes spoiling you rotten when the occasion calls for it. When it comes to my mate, and my future heir, I spare no expense to ensure your comfort,” he said.
He knew that the extent of his wealth, which he was making no effort to hide, made Kelly slightly uncomfortable. But he wanted her to understand that he could provide for her. There was nothing that she needed to worry about when she was part of his life. He was a man who could provide for her and their growing family.
The private jet taking them from New York back to Las Vegas was a small luxury that he had Reid organize for them. He had enjoyed seeing Kelly’s reaction to the opulent, luxurious cabin that was just for them.
She had confided in him that she had only been on a plane a few times in her entire life, and he wanted everything from this point on to be an experience that she would never forget. She still had not agreed to move to Las Vegas yet, but she had agreed to come out and stay with him for the weekend. He knew that this was his opportunity to fully introduce her to what her new life would look like. He felt reasonably confident that even without his normal powers of persuasion at his disposal, he would be able to convince her that it was worth it to stay. Of course, the most persuasive part of the entire arrangement still hadn’t taken hold, because Kelly stubbornly refused to believe she was pregnant.
“So tell me again what you do,” she said as she turned back to him.
Marc couldn’t help himself from reaching over and pushing a stray strand of hair out of her face. He smiled softly at her and couldn’t stop himself from giving her a sweet kiss. He loved the way that she melted in his arms when he did. “My family runs a series of businesses in and around Las Vegas. Those businesses run the gamut from gambling to entertainment to hospitality and everything in between,” he explained.
Kelly wrinkled her nose. “That sounds pretty vague.”
Marc chuckled. He loved that his mate was always so free in the way that she spoke to him. He wasn’t used to it. As the alpha, it often seemed as if people walked on eggshells around him. “It’s just a lot to take in. Basically, I am the CEO of DaVaca Enterprises. Every business we own ultimately reports up to me.”
She snuggled into his arms. He wrapped his arms around her and enjoyed her closeness. He knew that he was already getting used to her scent, that unique smell of apples and cinnamon that reminded him of fall. He enjoyed having that scent on his clothes, and he would enjoy it even more on a daily basis waking up with it in his nostrils because his woman was in his arms.
“Well, Mr. DaVaca, you sound very, very important,” Kelly drawled in a mocking tone. She looked up at him with a slight expression of confusion. “Which is another reason that I still don’t understand why you would pick somebody like me.”
He frowned and took her by the shoulders gently pushing her away from him so he could look her fully in the face. “You are my mate. That is what the universe tells me. So there is no one else out there for me but you. You are perfect just the way you are.”
He caught the slight look of hope on her face just before it fell.
“I barely graduated from high school. I waitressed for years to put myself through college. I thought I married a decent guy but he turned up to be an asshole who cheated on me every time I looked away. He always said I was no good. I’ve been on yo-yo diets for what feels like my entire life. I’m a good twenty pounds overweight. I’m nothing but an administrative assistant for some loser at a car dealership. My life is boring. It’s nothing like yours. We have nothing in common, so why would you ever want me?”
It broke Marc’s heart to hear her talk about herself the way that she did. It was so obvious that no man had ever treated her the way that she deserved to be treated.
He kept his expression solemn. “I know we haven’t known each other for long, Kelly. I know this all feels like a whirlwind to you. It does to me, too, but I’m not afraid of it because I know that it’s right.” He touched the area over her heart. He could feel its beat speed up. He hoped that she always felt that way about him. “But from what I have gotten to know about you, I can tell that you are warm and generous and kind. You have a light inside of you that draws people to you. Don’t let some asshole from your past convince you that there’s anything wrong with the way that you look or who you are. You want to know a secret?”
“Ooh a secret. Do tell.”
“I think your curves are sexy as hell, and I would rather look at your body naked underneath me writhing in my arms any day of the week then some twig of a woman on the cover of some magazine who people say is beautiful, but really isn’t. You have everything going for you. Especially now that we’re together. I’m going to treat you like a queen. You’re going to see that you’re going to have everything that you deserve.”
He could see tears shimmering in her eyes, and he slowly wiped them away. “You will never have a reason to cry again. I swear it.” He pulled her into his arms and rocked her gently against him. A short time later, he heard the first sounds that told him she’d fallen asleep, and he relaxed into his seat. He would enjoy the moments like this as often has he could. He knew that with his business dealings, things would become more difficult for them to be able to spend as much quality time together as he wanted, but he would do everything he could to make sure she had a full life surrounded by family and friends who appreciated her. Especially once the baby came.
They arrived in Las Vegas, and he thought it was amusing how she insisted on freshening up before they could leave the plane. She said that she didn’t want to meet anyone he knew looking like a hideous mess. With her slightly ruffled hair, flushed skin, and hooded, sleepy eyes, he thought that she never looked sexier. That was what he told her with his mouth and his hands after he followed her into the bathroom.
Twenty minutes later, they emerged from the plane onto the tarmac, and he smiled with satisfaction seeing the small row of hickeys on the side of her neck that her makeup couldn’t hide. He was glad to see her wearing his marks. He intended to possess her body and soul, just as she had already possessed his.
He helped her into the waiting limo and gave the driver an address. He pointed out several of the local landmarks to Kelly as they drove down the Strip. He could tell that she was already feeling perkier than she had on the plane. Las Vegas had that effect on people. As long as he had lived there, he knew that he wouldn’t ever want to live anywhere else. Vegas had an energy all its own.
When they pulled up outside an office building, she looked at him with a questioning look.
“I know that you’re having a hard time believing you’re pregnant with my cub,” he said. “I wanted to address that and get it out of the way now, so we can move on.”
Kelly looked at him with a hesitant look. “So we’re at a doctor’s office?”
“Yes, because I want you to believe me. Everything I’m telling you is true. This is the first step.”
He helped her out of the limo and up the stairs into the office building. He enjoyed having her next to him, and he felt the settling of his life now. This was just the first step of many. He was planning to introduce Kelly to his inner circle as soon as they were done at the doctor’s office.
He could tell that Kelly was surprised when they got right in. The DaVaca clan didn’t wait for any doctors, doctors waited for them. They were ushered into a small examination room, and he noted the look of apprehension on her face when she saw the ultrasound machine waiting there. The doctor didn’t waste any time asking her to lie down on the table and expose her stomach. He began an examination and asked a bunch of question about her health. The nurse took her blood sample. And when she finished, the doctor turned on
the ultrasound machine. Two of his assistants in white coats hovered behind him.
Marc held Kelly’s hand even as the doctor began the scan over her belly. Kelly cringed a little when the doctor pushed the wand slightly harder. Her mouth dropped open when they both saw the small flickering image on the monitor. The doctor typed some commands on the keyboard and they could hear a steady heartbeat through the speaker.
Kelly and Marc traded gazes.
“Congratulations!” the doctor said. “See that peanut over here? It’s the baby and the baby looks great. I’d say you’re about six weeks along, based on the size we see here.”
Kelly’s gaze glued on the monitor. Her expression was priceless.
“Doc, can you give us a minute?” Marc asked, inserting a bit of his persuasive tone into the conversation. The doctor nodded. He and the entourage were gone a moment later. He saw Kelly was still staring at the monitor in shock. He slowly put his finger under her chin and drew her face to his. “So tell me. What questions do you have for me?”
She wrinkled her nose. “The doctor’s wrong. I can’t be six weeks along. “
Marc squeezed her hand again. “I figured you’d ask that.”
CHAPTER SIX
“We just had sex for the first time like a week ago,” Kelly said. “How is it possible that we can even see anything on an ultrasound? It is physically impossible for me to be six weeks along. I haven’t had sex before you in…longer than six weeks.” Kelly flushed at her inadvertent confession. Before Marc, it had been longer than six months.
Marc nodded. “Here’s what you need to know, gestational times for werejaguars are different than humans. If you were carrying a human child, you would be pregnant for nine months, as I’m sure you know. Jaguar’s gestation time is only 93 to 105 days. In this case, you’ll be pregnant for about three to three-and-a-half months. Personally, I think that makes a lot more sense, don’t you?”
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