Going over to his bureau, he emptied his pockets of his wallet, keys, and loose change, and placed them on the top of his high dresser. Unbuttoning his navy dress shirt, he pulled it slowly from his body and tossed it onto the comfortable chair beside their bed. His white T-shirt followed. He unbuckled his belt and pulled it from the loops of his jeans, placing the belt on his bureau and smiling as he thought about his mate.
Thoughts of Claire were always running through his mind. Her goodness filled him. The way she loved him without hesitation humbled him. He never would have thought that such a thing would ever be a part of his life, but it was—because of Claire. Her joy, her kindness, her honest caring and love filtered through him every moment of his day. Holding her in his arms every night was a gift and a privilege that he would never take lightly. He loved her. He adored her. He needed her. He would never be able to survive without her. He knew this without a doubt.
The bathroom door opened, revealing the object of his thoughts and desires. She was smiling at him as she walked toward him. When she stopped directly in front of him, he had to concentrate on breathing deeply so that he wouldn’t lose control tonight as he made love to her. He had to be careful. He wanted to give her a new and exciting experience of making love with him, but he would not push her beyond her limitations. He had to think of her comfort, her health, and her own desires.
“You look scrumptious,” she told him softly.
She reached up and ran her hands across the solid muscles of his chest, loving the softness of the black hair that graced his body. It was so sexy. She couldn’t help the way she wanted him. His kindness called to her. His gentle heart soothed her. His humor tickled her. His dominant nature sparked her need. Everything about him was desirable and perfect for her.
Claire was aware that Jake held himself very still as she touched him. He was always careful to give her every moment that she needed and every touch that she craved. She traced the tattoo over his heart with the tip of her right index finger, pulling a soft sigh from him. She smiled, loving that her touch had the same effect on him that his had on her.
“You honor me by having my likeness on your chest, Jake.” Her voice was soft as she spoke. She never took her eyes off the tattoo. “I’m hardly an angel, though.”
Jake reached up and covered her hand with his, pressing it firmly against his chest. “You’re my angel,” he told her gently. “Because of you, I have love in my life. You’d be my wings if I had them.”
Claire was struck speechless by his words. How could she respond to something as beautiful as that? Leaning into his chest, she kissed the tattoo lightly then wrapped her arms around his waist to hug him gently.
“Love you,” she whispered.
Jake’s hands caressed small circles across her back as he held her. She could feel his heart beating beneath her cheek as she rested against him. He made her feel so cherished.
“Are you very tired, angel?” he asked her gently.
“I’m a little tired,” she admitted. She eased back to look up at him and saw the desire in his eyes. “What did you have in mind, sir?”
“Are you trying to push my buttons again, Claire?” he asked her, a small smile playing at the corner of his lips.
“Yes. Is it working?”
“Hell yeah!”
Claire laughed softly, leaning in to kiss his chest once again. She licked at his left nipple and circled it slowly with her tongue. She loved the soft exhale of breath that he made at her touch. Opening her mouth, she drew the tightened peak into her mouth and sucked on it with enough strength to draw it deep so she could hold it carefully between her teeth and flick at it with her tongue.
Jake slid his hand up into the softness of her hair at the base of her skull. He held her against him firmly, encouraging her to continue her teasing. He loved it when she took the initiative, and he encouraged that to be a part of her lovemaking. He wasn’t a selfish man to think that only he had the right to be in charge. Their relationship was one that made them equals. Yeah, he loved to be in charge, but he loved it when she needed him so badly that she showed him how much by her gentle show of dominance. He smiled at the thought. His angel was a gentle dominant. He liked that term.
“So good, Claire,” he whispered, holding her tightly against him.
Claire could only smile. She loved it when he enjoyed her touch. It made her feel like she had all the power in the world when he melted beneath her kisses.
“You said you had a toy for me, Jake,” she whispered, releasing his nipple and kissing it lightly before traveling kisses across his chest to give his other nipple equal attention. “I haven’t forgotten about it, but I think you might have.”
The sudden, deep growl that left him made her laugh against the warmth of his chest, her quest for teasing his right nipple abandoned for the moment. She loved it when he growled.
“I have not forgotten about it, angel,” he said firmly, his voice rough with desire. “Are you ready to play?”
Claire stepped out of his arms and reached down to pull her sweater over her head. She dropped it onto the top of her bureau, smiling at her reflection in the mirror as she faced it and saw the way Jake was looking at her with appreciation, desire, and determination.
He touched her shoulders gently, slipping the straps of her bra down her arms before unhooking the delicate creation to pull the peach material from her body. He tossed it onto the bureau and wrapped his arms around her waist to slide his hands into her jeans.
Claire was awash with feelings and desire. She wasn’t even aware of the way he unfastened her jeans and unzipped them to slowly slide them down her legs until he was kneeling behind her and kissing her lower back.
“Hold on to the bureau and lean forward, Claire,” he told her quietly, smiling when she did as he instructed without hesitation.
He placed his hand on her lower back just above the swell of her sweet ass and held her steady while he tugged her jeans and peach panties from her body. Slipping off her sneakers and socks, he pushed them aside and took a moment to enjoy the gorgeous sight before him. He loved the soft swell of Claire’s ass cheeks. She was firm and tight, the globes begging for his attention. He wasn’t going to deny himself the pleasure of palming them and spreading her cheeks to view the sweet rosette that awaited his exploration one moment longer. He kissed each cheek gently then pulled them apart and smiled at the beauty of what was before him.
He alone would see her body in this way. He would cherish and love her for their rest of their lives. She was his, and he was hers. There was no more powerful feeling than what that knowledge gave him.
Leaning in, he took a slow swipe through the crease of her cheeks to lick at the small hole, loving the soft gasp of surprise that left his woman. Pressing his nose deeper between her cheeks, he licked and sucked at the place that would soon be taking his cock deep.
“Jake,” Claire said on a moan. “It feels so good.”
Jake smiled as he continued licking at her. He pressed against the puckered skin with the flat of his tongue, smiling at the way the guardian muscle winked at him as he laved it and covered the area with his saliva. Pressing the tip of his tongue against the opening, he pushed forward and held still, waiting for Claire’s acceptance of what he was doing. To his relief, she was pressing back against him, searching for more stimulation. He wasn’t about to disappoint her.
“I’m going to love you here tonight, Claire,” he told her gently, reaching up and circling her rosette with the pad of his right thumb before pressing it slowly inside of her to the first knuckle. “If you don’t want me to, just tell me, angel. I promise you, I will not be upset. We all have our own likes and dislikes.”
“How will I know if I like it until I try it?” Claire asked, her voice soft as she fought to breathe. “It sure feels good right now.”
Jake stood and drew her up so that her back was flush against his chest. “Such a smart woman,” he whispered against her neck, kissing it lightly
. “I have a special toy that will help me spread you so you’ll be able to take my cock. Are you willing to try it, angel?”
Claire turned around in his arms and raised her hands to touch his face tenderly. “I am,” she said, smiling when she saw the devilish glint that came into his eyes at her response.
He nodded, stepping back and taking her right hand in his, leading her over to their bed and standing beside it. He left her there momentarily while he went into their bathroom and returned with something Claire couldn’t quite see since he was holding a few items in his right hand along with two towels. Pulling down on the comforter and the top sheet, he exposed the fitted sheet that covered the mattress in one quick motion. He spread out one of the towels in the middle of the bed then turned to look at her.
“Get on the bed, Claire,” Jake told her gently. “Lie on your stomach.”
“I don’t know if I can, Jake,” Claire said honestly, covering her slightly rounded belly. “It’s a little uncomfortable for me.”
Jake smiled slowly, looking directly into her beautiful brown eyes. He set down the remaining towel and the supplies that he had in his hand and reached out to touch Claire’s belly with the back of his knuckles, caressing it lightly.
“I guess I didn’t think about that,” he admitted. “I’m going to have to adjust our play to accommodate our little one.”
Claire smiled, reaching down to take his hand in hers and bring it up to her mouth to kiss his palm tenderly. She couldn’t even speak. She was so touched by his easy acceptance of her needs and the honest love he had for their growing baby. Goodness, she loved this man!
Jake held her hand as she climbed onto the bed. “Kneel and steady yourself with your hands for a second, angel,” he told her, grabbing for the two pillows from the top of their bed.
He placed one of the pillows underneath Claire’s body, moving it so that she would be able to rest her torso on it without putting pressure on her belly. Taking the other pillow, he placed it just in front of Claire’s knees, ready to adjust it once she was settled.
“Okay, angel. Lower the top half of your body down onto the mattress, but keep your knees bent until I can adjust the second pillow,” he told her, smiling as Claire immediately followed his directions and lowered herself down onto the mattress.
“Jake, I feel very exposed with my ass sticking in the air,” she told him, turning her head and looking at him in embarrassment.
“But it’s such a nice ass, angel,” he teased her, leaning forward to kiss her lips lightly as he ran the palm of his right hand over the swell of her ass cheeks. He slid his finger through her crack and pressed lightly against her back hole, laughing softly at the quick intake of breath Claire released at his touch. “Like that, Claire?”
“You know I do,” she said softly, looking at him and smiling at him.
“Yeah, I do know,” he admitted, leaning forward and kissing her left butt cheek gently before biting down on it lightly. “Lower your hips, angel. Go slowly so I can adjust the pillow.”
Claire nodded and did as he asked, smiling when she felt him moving the pillow beneath her. He pressed against her ass to settle her. She couldn’t help but laugh softly when she realized that he had made a little nest between the two pillows to accommodate her little belly. She felt no pressure on her stomach at all.
“Are you comfortable, Claire?” Jake asked gently, looking at the way her belly was carefully cushioned between the two pillows.
“Yes, Jake. I’m comfortable. Thank you.”
Jake looked up at her and smiled. “You’re very welcome, angel. Is our baby comfortable, too?”
“Yes, Jake. Our baby is very comfortable.”
“Good.”
Jake placed a quick kiss on Claire’s lips then stood beside the bed. Unsnapping and unzipping his jeans, he lowered the zipper and slipped them off his hips, dragging his black boxer briefs with them. His cock was heavy and thick, pointing upward as it was released from its confines. He watched in silence as Claire reached out and wrapped her small hand around his length to stroke up and down his shaft with slow even strokes.
“Feels good, angel,” he told her quietly.
“I like the way you feel in my hand,” Claire told him. “I like the way you feel inside of me, too.”
Jake reached down and took hold of Claire’s hand, removing it from his cock and settling it on the mattress where her head was resting. He smiled at the sound of frustration that left Claire’s lips.
“Don’t worry, angel. I’ll be inside of you shortly,” Jake promised. “I want to play a little first.”
“Okay,” Claire whispered, closing her eyes and settling herself comfortably on the mattress, her long hair slipping to the side to fall over her shoulder. “I’m all yours, Jake.”
“Yes. You are, sweetheart.”
Even in the softly lit bedroom, he could clearly see the golden entwined links of the mating mark and the tiny golden link that represented their child. This woman was his. The child that she was carrying was his. He would fight to the death to protect and care for both of them.
Claire opened her eyes and looked up at him, the fire and possession in his eyes making her heart fill with love and her entire body clench in anticipation. When he settled himself beside her, she leaned in to his touch as he wrapped his arm around her body and hugged her gently.
“I’m going to fill your sweet hole with a small dildo, angel,” he whispered against the back of her head as he caressed her long hair and kissed the nape of her neck. “I’m going to use plenty of lube and my fingers until your body is ready to accept it. Don’t be afraid. If you tense up, it might hurt. This is all about pleasure, Claire. I don’t want you to experience one second of pain or discomfort, so you’re going to have to be honest with me every step of the way. If you need me to slow down or stop, you have to tell me right away.”
“Yes, sir,” Claire whispered, smiling at the fire that flashed in his eyes the moment she used those words.
“You may be playing me with those words, Claire, but I like it,” he told her softly.
“I know you do, sir,” she told him, yelping in surprise when he bit her shoulder lightly.
She smiled as she heard him chuckle and was touched by the way he laved at the small bite before kissing it lightly. He was all about pleasure. He was all about gentleness. He was all about love. How could he have ever thought he was too dominant or too rough for her? Yeah, he was pretty freaking dominant, but he wasn’t rough. What he was, was tender. If she had to keep that assessment to herself so he could think himself a badass, well, that’s what she would do.
She gasped suddenly when she felt the cold liquid of the lube being poured down her crack to settle in a puddle at her back hole. Before she could comment on it, his thumb was circling it slowly and pushing the lube inside of her. He repeated the action so many times, Claire was sure she was filled to capacity and beyond with the fluid. She could feel it dripping down the inside of her core and drenching the hair of her groin. She was glad that Jake had placed the towel beneath her.
“Jake, the lube is dripping,” she told him softly.
“I know, angel,” he whispered as he kissed her back and continued to play with her hole. “I need your sweet pussy to be completely drenched for what I have planned.”
“Jake, you know that you always make me wet,” Claire admonished him, smiling at the devilish chuckle that he released.
“Wait, angel. You’ll understand in a minute.”
Claire closed her eyes and settled comfortably on the bed, moaning every so often when Jake’s touch on her hole caused pleasure to zing through her. She felt his finger push slowly inside of her and moaned softly. She didn’t feel any discomfort. It just felt a little weird. When he added another finger, and then another, she felt full.
“I’m going to fill you with four fingers, Claire,” he told her softly. “Once I’m sure you’re okay with it, I’m going to slip in the dildo. It’s going to feel a
little strange at first, but try to relax your muscles around it. If you push out like you’re trying to go to the bathroom while I push in, it will slip in easier.”
“Okay,” Claire whispered, feeling the fullness of his fingers within her. She couldn’t honestly say that she liked or disliked it. It just felt different. It felt weird. When she felt him remove his fingers, she actually felt empty.
She heard him squirt more lube from the bottle but didn’t feel any of the liquid filling her hole. She assumed that he was pouring it onto the dildo. She had to admit that she was a little nervous. The feel of the rubber texture of the dildo against her opening made her tense up in a panic.
Jake slid the dildo around and around the puckered skin to stimulate the sensitive nerve endings and give Claire pleasure. He could see the way her body was tensing and knew that he had to do something to calm her. He did not want any of their time together to be stressful or uncomfortable for her.
Kissing his way up the center of her back, he bit down on her shoulder lightly. “Push out for me, angel,” he whispered, relieved when he saw the pulsing of her rosette fluttering softly as she did as he asked. He pressed the tapered end of the dildo against the guardian ring of muscle and pushed firmly, glad when it slipped inside of her easily.
He took the bottle of lube and poured a healthy dose of the viscous fluid around the puckered skin and slid the dildo in and out in mere fractions of movement. In just a matter of seconds, Claire’s body opened to him and he pressed the slim dildo deep inside of her.
Claire gasped as she felt the dildo slide inside her body. She was surprised that she felt no pain. The dildo wasn’t very thick, and there was no bulge in width as she had expected.
“How is this going to help my body get ready to take you, Jake?” she questioned, truly confused. “You’re much bigger than what I’m feeling inside of me.”
“Thank you for the compliment,” Jake whispered against her neck.
Claire laughed and grabbed for his hand as he held himself steady beside her head. She pulled it toward her mouth and bit down on his index finger with just enough pressure that she made her point.
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