“Do I get a vote? I mean, really? He just claims me and that’s it. Done deal. I’m married to him,” I said angrily.
“Of course, you have a say. I’d make sure to talk to him about this but understand they do tend to get this way. You have to find your footing on when to let things go and when to confront him about it. We all do it with our guys. They are all alphas who can at times become alphassholes,” Jocelyn told me.
That made me feel better. I stamped down on my anger and continued working. Once the guys got out of church, I’d be having a talk with my man. He needed to know I didn’t need someone dictating my life.
We spent over an hour working. As we got the finishing touches on things and had everything prepped, Ace, Rebel, Bull, and Ajax came into the kitchen. I saw the other two go straight to their ladies for a kiss. Ajax did the same. When he raised his head, I gave him a narrowed look. He jerked in surprise.
“What’s wrong, baby?”
“Can we go talk somewhere private for a minute?”
“Sure. Come with me.” He took my hand and led me out of the kitchen and down another hall. He stopped in front of the door to his room and unlocked it. Inside, he sat me down on the edge of the bed and seated himself beside me.
“What did you want to talk about, Jessica?” I turned so I was facing him more and there was a little distance between us.
“The fact that I just found out you claimed me last week and never said a word about it to me. Were you going to tell me? Why didn’t you ask me if I wanted to be your old lady before you got your club to vote on it?” His eyes got round. He was seeing my temper. I had one, it just took a lot to set me off.
“Baby, I’m sorry. I got so caught up in us for the last week, I forgot to tell you. I know I should have asked first. I fucked up. I guess I just didn’t want there to be a chance you’d say no. I love you so damn much. The thought of not having you with me was unthinkable.” While his words made me feel happy, I was still stuck on having no say. I stood up to pace.
“Kellan, I love you too, but this was something we needed to talk about. The girls told me it was like being married in the regular world. That’s serious. Don’t you think you should have waited a while to see if we last?”
He jumped to his feet. “What the fuck do you mean if we last? We’re going to last, Nymph. I don’t care what I have to do to make sure of that. Are you telling me that you want to be with someone else?” He was literally growling at me.
“No! I don’t want anyone else, but you might, Kellan. What if I don’t end up being enough for you? Having you leave me would kill me,” I told him as I verbalized my worst fears—not being enough for him and him leaving. Those thoughts haunted me. I’d never been enough before, why would I be now and to someone like him who could have anyone he wanted.
He came over and pulled me into his chest. His mouth crashed down on mine. We spent several heartbeats kissing each other. When he pulled back, I was a little breathless. He laid his forehead down on mine and looked me deeply in the eyes.
“I have no idea how you can ever think you wouldn’t be enough. You’re fucking perfect for me. I didn’t wait because I don’t want to lose you. You more than satisfy me in every way—in bed and out of bed. I don’t want to hear any more of this bullshit. Now, will you forgive me for not asking you first?”
I nodded. He kissed me again and then I felt my feet leave the floor as he lifted me. He took me to his bed. After laying me down, he climbed up and hovered over top of me. He kept kissing me and touching me. He was driving me insane. I shoved up his shirt so I could run my hands up his hard chest. He groaned.
Soon, I had my shirt and bra off and he was sucking on my sensitive breasts. His sucking and tweaking had my panties wet. He could turn me on in seconds. I grabbed his belt and unhooked it. He reared up.
“You do that and we’re going to be fucking in a minute, baby. I’m about to explode,” he warned me. Like I didn’t want him inside of me.
“Then why don’t you take off those jeans and your boots and explode inside of me,” I teased. His eyes grew even more heated. He sat up and tugged off his boots and got to work on his jeans. While he was doing that, I shed my shoes, jeans, and panties. I beat him and lay back on the bed. He growled when he saw me.
As soon as he got off his jeans, he was back over me and shoving my legs apart. His thrust seated him inside of me in one hard stroke. I moaned. He always felt too big when he first got inside of me. This time, he hadn’t waited to let me adjust. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He gripped my hips, lifting me off the bed and started to thrust.
He was a man on a mission. He was pounding inside of me like mad. His strokes were deep, hard, and getting faster. His mouth laved my breasts with attention and then my mouth. I was busy tracing his tats and muscles. I could feel my orgasm coming.
“I’m gonna come,” I cried out. He pounded harder.
“Then come. Come all over my cock,” he panted. My answer was to clamp down on him and scream. He groaned but kept hammering my pussy. When I came down exhausted, he was still working inside of me. I could feel another release already building. Abruptly, he pulled out of me. I looked at him in concern.
“Get on your hands and knees,” he said lowly. I hurried to do it. His face was dark with passion. I knew he was close to losing his control. I no sooner got on my hands and knees, and he was slamming into me from behind. I cried out at the streak of pleasure that went through me as well as a slight bite of pain.
His hands gripped my hips so tight; I knew I’d have bruises, but I didn’t care. All I cared about was how he felt inside of me and the orgasm that was growing. I don’t know how much time went by before he sped up and his thrusts became almost inhumanly fast. My release raced up my legs and into my pelvis. I screamed, “Kellan!” My pussy clamped down as I flooded him with my release.
He groaned and then I felt him flood me with warmth. He was holding himself still as his cum filled my pussy. He was groaning, then he started to thrust more, prolonging my orgasm and his. He was now grunting.
“Fuck. Me. So. Good. Perfect,” he grunted out as he did one final thrust and collapsed over my back. He was gently kissing my neck. I couldn’t keep myself up. I fell to the bed. He came with me and rolled so we were on our sides. He was still inside. He kept kissing my neck and shoulder as I tried to catch my breath. When we both calmed down, he turned my head so he could kiss me.
“Baby, you’re so damn perfect. I’ve never felt this with anyone but you. Never for a second think you’re not enough. You are so much more.”
“God, I love you, Kellan. That was amazing. I didn’t know it could be like this.”
“It’s not. I believe it’s only like this when you’re with the one you’re meant for. We’re meant to be, baby.” We lay there regaining our control. After several minutes of light kissing, he slapped my hip.