“You’re sure? Once I mate claim you, there are no take-backs.” Ridge growled the words out, more animal than man in that moment.
Noelle tilted her head to the side. “Is this where you claim me?”
He laughed. “Woman, you’re gonna make me crazy. I’m not just gonna bite you. I’m going to make love to you so thoroughly that when I do claim you, you’ll be so lost to the wonderous sensations you won’t even realize what’s happening.”
Noelle wasn’t so sure that was possible but didn’t think it would be wise to say so.
Before she knew what was happening, Ridge was kissing her again, his strong body stretched over hers, his tongue teasing hers.
She let her hands roam over his body, loving his big body pressing her into the mattress. He made her feel safe and warm, yet she knew he could kill with the same hands he was using to stroke her with such tenderness. His touch was gentle, yet he made her feel wild with each kiss and lick of his raspy tongue.
Slowly, he trailed kisses down her body, peppering more kisses along her jaw and throat, his lips covering her right nipple. He glanced up, captured her eyes with his as he sucked her into his mouth, holding it while he tongued the little bud.
Her back arched off the bed, and her hands reached for him, scratching grooves into his shoulders. He chuckled and moved to her other breast, giving it the same treatment. Her body felt hot, achy, so dang needy she didn’t think she could survive if he didn’t do something, anything.
Ridge seemed to know just what she needed, moving downward, nipping her stomach. He murmured something so low she couldn’t discern his words. She was going to ask him to repeat himself, but then he knelt between her thighs, widening them with his knees.
“Fuck, you’re so sexy you take my breath away.” His big hands smoothed up and down her thighs from knee to groin, stopping with his thumbs right at the top of her mound.
Noelle was squirming by the time he blew a puff of air over her pussy, unable to stay still. She needed him to make the ache go away. Wanted him to do something, only she couldn’t form the words, grateful he was attuned to her needs and didn’t appear to need conversation as she groaned and writhed beneath him.
His thumbs stroked down, opening her up. When he didn’t do anything more, she reached down and gripped his hair, growling.
Ridge, the sneaky cat, chuckled, making her shake in frustration, then he bent, bringing his head down, licking a slow path up, taking his time like the leopard he was.
Her hips moved as he lapped, jolting at the feel of one then two fingers entering her. She’d bought a BOB but had never felt as full as she did now with his large digits inside her. “Please, Ridge, I need more.”
“Ah, Katjie, I will please you; many times, this night.” He met her gaze with his alpha stare, pumping his fingers in and out. “Do you trust me, Noelle?”
She nodded, because yes, she did trust him with her entire being.
“Good, then let me make you feel good.” He kissed her clit then sucked it into his mouth, making her cry out.
Noelle couldn’t form another sentence; her pants and groans filled the air while he took her to the pinnacle of pleasure. Little tingles began in her toes, working their way up her body until they exploded throughout, tossing her over the edge. She called out Ridge’s name her fingers twisted in his hair. “Oh, Ridge, yes, don’t stop I’m coming.”
Ridge continued sucking her clit and pumped his fingers in and out faster. “Look at me, Noelle.”
Raising her lids, she took a deep breath. Her fingers were wrapped in his glorious hair, so she relaxed them, wincing as a few strands came loose. “Sorry.”
He kissed her clit, pulled his fingers out of her, and brought them to his mouth, sucking them clean. “Mmm, I love your taste. I love it when you claw my back and yank on my hair, Katjie. Don’t ever apologize for what we do when we make love.”
His gorgeous eyes told her he meant every word he said, making her feel loved and protected.
Ridge moved until he was poised over her, holding himself above her. She felt his love and his caring. He would do anything to not hurt her. She lifted her head off the pillow, nipping his jaw. “Make me yours, Ridge.”
He reached into the bedside table and grabbed a condom. “I want to have babies with you, Noelle.”
She stared at the condom and then at him. Indecision warred within her. She also wanted little ones someday. Someday being the keyword. “Soon, not right away. I’d like to spend time getting to know more about you and life with the Crew.”
His smile was bright while he rolled the latex on. “That sounds like a great plan.”
She should’ve been prepared for his penetration, especially after seeing his monster dick. However, nothing could’ve truly made her ready for his initial thrust. Biting her lip, she tried to hide the shock and pain, not wanting him to stop but worried he’d do just that if he saw the discomfort written on her face.
“Look at me, Noelle. It’ll only hurt for a moment,” he bit out.
Shit.
She turned back, opened her eyes, her breath stalling in her lungs. He appeared as pained as she felt. This male, this predator, was hurting because she was. Goddess, she loved him. Taking a deep breath, she let it out and relaxed.
“Don’t turn away from me, love. What you feel, I will as well. We are one, now and forever. Okay?”
If a heart could turn over, hers just did. Her hands went back to his shoulders, gripping him, worried he’d stop if he saw her flinch. Dang it, he was huge, stretching her. She
