Her smile lit up every part of him. Her words sent his leopard into full-on mating mode.
“Why, Mr. Jackson, what kind of woman do you think I am?” Her hands went to her waist, unsnapping and pushing the fabric down. The entire time she worked she kept her eyes on him, her smile never slipping.
Ridge had been with a lot of females, but never had he felt as if his world began and ended until he stood rooted to the floor watching his female strip for him. She didn’t do anything special, didn’t put on a show, but fuck, it was sexier than anything he’d ever witnessed, watching each new sliver of her bare skin. “Shit, Noelle, you’re perfect.”
“You just purred when you said that,” she said, laughter in her voice
“Oh, I’m gonna do a lot more than purr, Katjie. You see, when a male finds the female he plans to be with for the rest of his life, he marks her, mates her, makes her his. You ready for that?” He stood in front of her, completely clothed while she wore only a pair of panties. The scent of her need driving him and his leopard nearly crazy.
“I want that. I want to belong to you and you to me.”
Truth rang between them.
Ridge needed to leash his beast so he could make it good for her. Innocence was written all over Noelle. He didn’t know how many men she’d been with, but he was sure she’d never been with a male leopard who was ready to mate, for life. “You belong to me and me to you already, Noelle. Make no mistake, you are mine.”
She tried to duck her head, a rosy hue covering her from head to dainty toe. Fuck, it was the most beautiful sight he’d ever beheld. “Don’t hide from me, Katjie.”
“What if I’m not good at this?” She let out a deep breath, her eyes closed so tightly there were little wrinkles around them.
His world stopped and started with those seven little words. “Noelle, is this your first time?”
That blush got brighter as she nodded.
“Go shower. I’ll be in shortly, unless you’d like to eat something first?” His heart was hammering against his chest so hard if he’d been human, he’d worry about a heart attack.
“I’m not hungry, Ridge. Well, not for food.” She lifted her hands above her head, swirling them around the both of them.
A tingle went through him, making him feel as if he’d been shocked. “What the hell?” he asked.
“There, no shower needed.” Her impish grin kicked up a few notches.
The sweet smell he associated with Noelle increased. “Did you clean me too?”
She nodded, keeping her eyes locked on his, as if she worried he’d be mad. Damn, his little mate was about to learn he wanted her to be comfortable doing anything and everything to him. Of course, he also wanted to shower with her so they could explore one another with soap and hands. Just the thought of doing that had his imagination running rampant. “Ah, my little kitten, you’ll find I love seeing, and feeling, all the amazing things you can do. And since you’ve expedited things, how about I do the same?” Before she could respond, he bent and lifted her over his shoulder.
Noelle squealed; her fine round ass right next to his face was like a red flag to a bull. Ridge walked quickly up the stairs to his master suite, hoping Noelle was on board for the things he planned to do with her, to her, and for her. He’d designed the large A-frame log cabin with his bedroom, the only one on the upper level, including a master bath. The entire back half was made up of glass overlooking the woods.
“What’s the matter?” she asked, lifting slightly when he stopped in the entryway.
He slid her down the front of his body, taking his time to enjoy the feel of her nakedness. “I’m worried we’re too exposed here.”
She gazed outside. “I can fix that.”
Ridge tilted his head to the side, watching the glass darken. He was able to see out, kind of like in his truck with its tinted windows. Before he could question her, she rose onto her tiptoes silencing him with a kiss.
“There, now we can see out, but nobody can see in.” She trailed her hands over his chest, lifting his shirt. “Help me,” she ordered.
“You’re awfully bossy, Katjie.” Ridge reached behind his head, gripping the material, and did as she’d asked.
Noelle backed away, watching him with her purple eyes. She was hands down the most gorgeous female he’d ever had the pleasure of seeing. With his gaze holding hers, he unsnapped his jeans, shoving them down his legs. Since he didn’t have any briefs on, when he kicked the denim to the side, he stood naked before her, letting her look her fill.
“I might have overestimated my ability to...take that.” She pointed at his dick.
Ridge stared at his dick then back at Noelle. “You can, Katjie. The Goddess created you for me and me for you. Come here.” He crooked his finger.
Chapter Nine
NOELLE SHOOK HER HEAD, hiding a grin. He was so cute with his fearful expression.
She held back from going directly to him. Not that he wasn’t intimidating with his third arm he called a dick, but she trusted the Goddess. Surely, she wouldn’t gift her a male who wasn’t made for her. Holding his stare, she stuck her thumbs in the sides of her panties and pushed them down her hips. She’d been worried he wouldn’t like her curvy figure, especially after her sister had told her she was in need of a diet. Now, after the day she’d had, she was going to need to reevaluate her entire existence.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” Ridge erased
