“Undress for me, Hellcat.”
He tells me, standing back with his ankles crossed, his arms are folded and he’s leaning back against the stove. He looks every inch the cocky male that I should run from, but instead I’m completely captured by this man. I have a moment of nerves before I lift his shirt up and throw it on the floor, leaving me standing in nothing but a pair of purple boy-cut panties.
“Those too, Dani.”
I swallow nervously, but peel them down and kick them next to the shirt. He walks towards me. He reminds me of a jungle cat on the prowl. My heart kicks up, because I know I’m the one he is stalking.
“Do you know what upset me the most about last night, Hellcat?” He asks. One of his hands starts along my ribs and travels down to my hip. His other hand is playing with the ends of my hair and he uses a finger to trace along my collarbone.
“What?” I ask, and my voice comes out breathless, my knees feel weak and I feel these tiny electrical charges zapping all over my body, leaving goosebumps in its wake.
“That you would think I would choose Carrie over you. Hell picking anyone over you would be stupid. Do you think I’m a stupid man, Hellcat?”
One finger slowly trails under the swell of my breast and I hiss at the excitement churning inside of me.
“She’d be a better choice for you,” I answer honestly.
He pinches my nipple hard and I gasp from the sting of pain. I should hate it, but I feel moisture gather between my legs.
“Do you think I’m a stupid man, Hellcat?” He asks again.
“I’m broken, Zander,” I finally tell him with complete honesty.
He leans down and sucks my nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. My hands come up to hold his head, my fingers tighten in his dark mane. He releases it and the popping sound blends with my moan of pleasure. He slowly begins kissing down my stomach, sliding to his knees in front of me. He places small, sweet kisses on my waist and stomach, his tongue following the path. When he comes to my belly button his tongue flicks in and out of it before biting into the delicate skin. My knees threaten to buckle. His hands grab my hips and he looks up at me, his eyes look like pools of dark ink—intense…all consuming.
“Why are there no scars, sweetheart?” It wasn’t what I expected and I feel the urge to shrink back inside myself. I fight it off. I can do this.
“It’s amazing what the right doctors and money can do.”
His eyes hold mine, but he doesn’t reply. I’m so focused on watching his face and on waiting for his reply that I didn’t expect his fingers to push inside of me and I gasp at the welcomed shock.
“My Hellcat is already wet for me.”
“Zander,” I moan as he pushes against my leg to make me widen my stance.
“You didn’t answer me earlier. Do you think I’m stupid?”
As he asks the question, at least two of his fingers are moving slowly in and out of me and his other hand is spreading my pussy open for him. The cool breeze of the ceiling fan hits my sensitive skin and combines with his hot breath and the chill spreads through my system and I moan from the excitement building inside. Zander pulls me in and weaves a spell around me. He makes me someone I don’t even recognize, but someone I want to keep being…His.
He flattens his tongue out against my pussy and licks me, just once. He finishes by flicking his tongue on my clit and thrusting his fingers hard inside of me.
“So good, Zander. God, you’re so good.”
In response he sucks my throbbing clit into his mouth and traps it between his teeth and then bites.
I jump at the unexpected pain. I start to complain, but he soothes it with his tongue. He stops his fingers though, and I moan at the loss.
“You didn’t answer, Hellcat. Do you think I’m stupid?”
I look at him confused. I feel like if he doesn’t continue soon I’m going to combust.
“No…”
“Who did I claim, Dani?”
“Me…”
“Good girl,” he says getting up. I want to beg him not to stop, but I’m so drugged with desire and confusion, I can do nothing but watch him.
He sits down at the table, pulling his chair back. He looks at me expectantly.
“What…?” I ask, because he keeps looking at me like I should be doing something.
“Get up on the table and give me breakfast woman,” he orders.
“Me…On the table?”
“I’m going to spread you out on this table. I’m going to eat your sweet little pussy until you fuck my face so hard you come all over it. I’m not going to stop until you admit that you’re mine and realize that I don’t want any other woman, but you.”