Savage SEAL’s Virgin: A Submissives’ Secrets Novel

by Michelle Love

  He shook his head. And she frowned. “It means I love you, Baby.”

  “Oh, okay then,” she said and took the stiffening organ into her hands, running them up and down it.

  Her lips touched the tip again then she opened her mouth and slid it over his hard cock. His eyes closed with the sensation and he let out a groan without realizing it.

  The way her mouth was making slow strokes over him had him enjoying every sweet moment she had him inside her steamy hot mouth. When she slipped it all the way in, deep throating him, he moaned and moved his hands to run them into her dark waves of thick hair.

  “Baby, yeah. Take me all in,” he moaned as he fisted her hair and moved her a little faster over him.

  She moaned and the vibration of it made him moan too. It was all he could think about. Her mouth on him. The way her head was bobbing up and down was mesmerizing.

  Her tongue glided over the tip of his dick and he knew a bit of pre-cum must be oozing out of it as Steele made a sound like she was saying, ummm.

  Arsen didn’t want to waste a thing, so he pulled her head up and she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. He sat up and lifted her up and sat her on his cock.

  “Let’s put that stuff to good use, Baby.”

  She placed her hands on his wide chest and began moving up and down with long, deep strokes. Her dark hair fell to her waist in waves and her tits bounced just the right amount.

  His hands stayed on her narrow waist as he helped her go up and down his length. “How about you put one of those juicy tits in my mouth, Kitten?”

  Steele’s dark brows arched up. “Kitten?”

  “Yeah, Kitten.” He smiled, and she leaned forward.

  “That sounds kind of cute.” She kissed him then placed her nipple to his lips.

  His teeth grazed it at first then he gave it a nip and she let out a yelp. He pulled it into his mouth and gave it a hard pull. Her eyes closed, and she made a wonderful little purring noise.

  The vibration he could feel coming through her breast in his mouth and her body covering his cock. His hands trailed up her sides and back down again as he lifted her, moving her a little faster.

  Steele’s hands tangled up in his hair as she held him to her breast and bounced up and down on his cock. Over and over she went until she was squealing with her release and pulsing all around him.

  She slowed her strokes as her body had what it wanted. He pushed her back and got on top of her. Slamming into her. Hard, deep, fast strokes he gave her until he could take no more.

  His cock jerked, sending his juices into her in swift pulses of heat. Her head hung back over the edge of the bed. Her body jerking more and more out of him until neither could do anymore.

  He lay back and pulled her up with him. She lay gasping on his chest.

  “The jet leaves in a couple of hours.” He told her.

  “Are you going to tell me where it is we’re going finally?” she gasped out.

  He laughed. “No.”

  She pulled her head up off his chest and stared at him.

  “Really? No?”

  He nodded. “No.”

  “So what should I wear to this mystery destination?” she asked as she laid her head back on his chest and he ran his hand through her hair.

  “I packed all you’ll need to get there and once we’re there I’m buying you more clothes.” He pulled a section of her hair up to his nose and smelled it. “And I’m taking you to a salon while we’re there and letting them do your hair and we’ll be getting whatever kinds of shampoos and conditioners and any other products they say will be good for your hair.”

  “Are you saying my hair is ugly and it stinks?” she didn’t even bother to look at him as she asked.

  “No!” he said then laughed. “Your hair smells like the hotel shampoo. It’s nice but it can be better. I’m going to spoil the shit out of you, Baby.”

  “Okay,” she said.

  He pulled her up. “Okay? Did you just simply say the word, okay?”

  “I did. I’m now the wife of a billionaire. I should look the part.” She kissed his forehead and leaned hers to his. “I have a lot to learn.”

  He pulled her to lie on his chest again. “You and learning shit! Just live, Baby. Live the way you want to. However you want, as long as it’s with me.”

  “Can I be honest with you, Arsen,” she asked as he held her tight.

  “I hope you always are, Steele.” He kissed the top of her head.

  Her hand ran over his tight abs. “First confession, I absolutely love your six pack.”

  “Noted.” He stroked her hair. “And the rest?”

  “Oh, yeah all the rest of you as well,” she said.

  He laughed. “No, the rest of your confession, Steele.”

  “Oh. That. Okay. The other part is that other than being a lawyer and having that interest I have in my horse. I have never had a real interest in anything else. I am vanilla to the hilt, I suppose.” Her finger trailed through the crevices between his formed abs.

  “My turn,” he said as he moved his hand over her back. “First, I never want to hear the word vanilla again unless it’s about some delicious dessert. That part of our lives is done and those words have no place in our future. I’ll be damned if our children overhear either of us speaking about such things.”

  “I can agree to that,” she said. “And when are we starting this family of ours, Arsen?”

  “As soon as you stop taking birth control.” He pulled her up again and looked into her blue eyes. “I want to see that perfectly flat tummy of yours swollen with my child.”

  A blush covered her cheeks, and she bit her bottom lip.

  “Okay.”

  “Okay again, huh?” he asked with a smile. “I like this being married thing.”

  “So do I,” she said and lay back down on his chest, making circles over it with her finger. “Imagine the first time our child calls you, Daddy.”

  A mist covered his eyes in an instant. The thought of being someone’s father was never a thing he thought he wanted. Arsen Sloan, someone’s father. It had never been a figment in his mind.

  Since he met Steele, though, it had crept in and now it was all he could think of. A little boy with his hair and her eyes. Or a daughter with her hair and his eyes. He didn’t care, he just wanted a bunch of little combinations of them running around, getting all under their feet and into mischief.

  “I’ll most likely bust out in tears and you better not make fun of me, Steele Sloan.” As soon as her name with his last name left his mouth he had to close his eyes, the tears threatened so badly.

  He had her. He had the one for him and she lay in his arms and talked of having their children. Then he said, “You are young. It’s a lucky thing you have me because I will allow you to grow in ways most men wouldn’t. You can be interested in whatever you want. It doesn’t make a difference if I like it or not. You can follow your own heart, Baby.”

  “What a hippie you’re turning out to be, Arsen.” Steele laughed and kissed his chest. “But thank you for being you.”

  “I followed what I was molded to be for far too long. It’s time to find my own path, with you and our family.” He squeezed her and knew she was the right one for him.

  Is it possible to love someone so completely the way I love this girl?

  STEEL

  Arsen gave Steele an expensive sweat suit in blue, he said to match her eyes. He wore a very normal looking gray one and some killer shades that made him look like a work of art in it.

  Sitting in the waiting area for his private jet to fuel up and be stocked up for the eighteen-hour flight to the first leg of their honeymoon, the couple waited at the airport to leave.

  Steele leaned up against him as they sat in the little seats of the small room. “Really, Arsen? Still you will not tell me?”

  His lips grazed hers as he said, “I will tell you this, Kitten. You and I will be joining the mile-high club in the jet’s bedroom while
we are on our way there.”

  She laughed and batted at his chest.

  “Rogue.”

  “Temptress,” he countered.

  A group of people came into the little waiting area. All well dressed and all looking a little tired. Steele’s eyes ran over the three couples. A tall, dark-haired man with striking blue eyes had his arm wrapped around a tall, blonde woman. Steele felt as if she had seen the woman before.

  There was a couple behind them with their arms wrapped around one another. Both had sandy blonde hair and she knew the man. It was a singer named Kip Dixon.

  Steele straightened up in her chair as her eyes roamed over the last couple to come in and she had no clue who they were, but they were expecting a baby as the dark-haired woman’s belly was round.

  “Hi,” Steele said and waved a little. “Have to get this out there so this doesn’t get weird, but you’re Kip Dixon, right?” Her eyes looked into the blonde man’s brilliant blue eyes.

  His Australian accent confirmed it, as he said, “I am. And who might you two be?”

  Arsen stood up and pulled Steele along with him.

  “Arson Sloan, and my wife Steele. Nice to meet you, Mr. Dixon. I’m a big fan of your music.”

  “Thank you. I love to hear that. Call me, Kip.” Kip gestured to the woman who was sitting down already, probably used to people recognizing the man she was with. “That’s my gorgeous wife, Peyton and that man with his arm wrapped around the pretty blonde is Max and his wife’s name is Lexi. And over here.” He turned to gesture to the other couple, the pregnant one. “These two are why we’re here in the first place. Our good friends, Blake and Rachelle. It’s their anniversary. Their first. They’ve been busy as you can tell.”

  Arsen and Steele sat back down and the woman Kip had introduced as Lexi, the one Steel felt she had seen before, asked, “Where are you two headed?”

  “I don’t know,” Steele said as she looked at Arsen.

  Arsen leaned forward and answered, “It’s a surprise.”

  “A surprise anniversary present or birthday or anything special?” Lexi asked with a Texas accent.

  Arsen answered.

  “Honeymoon.”

  “Congratulations,” they all said.

  “Thank you,” Arsen and Steel said.

  “So where are you from?” the dark-haired guy named Max asked.

  Arsen looked at him and said, “San Francisco. But as soon as we get back from our trip we’re going to be looking for an estate. I have a penthouse right now and that’s not going to cut it with a wife and family.”

  The woman next to Kip, his wife, Peyton, looked at the couple with interest. “Did you say estate?”

  “Yes,” Arsen answered. “It needs to be in California and there has to be at least one barn and a bit of land for my wife’s horse. But anywhere in the state is fine.”

  Blake looked at Kip then back at Arsen.

  “What is it that you do, sir?”

  Steele laughed. “Do I hear a lot of Texas accents here?”

  Blake, Peyton, Max, and Lexi all raised their hands. Steel nodded and looked at the only girl who she couldn’t figure out where she was from by her accent, Rachelle.

  “And you are from?”

  “Cali, Baby,” she answered, making them all laugh.

  Kip smiled. “So what did you say you do, Arsen?”

  “I didn’t,” Arsen said. “I’m a criminal lawyer. And my wife is in school to become one as well. I’m thinking she and I will team up once she passes the bar.”

  Steele leaned into him and smiled. “You did?”

  He nodded and kissed her forehead. “I did.”

  Lexi pointed at Kip and then at Blake.

  “These two have estates in a small subdivision in Los Angeles. There are some nice places there with property and many have barns. You might take a look around there.”

  Steele couldn’t take it anymore and just asked, “You look so familiar. Is there any way I know you from something?”

  Lexi blushed and Max patted her leg and answered the question, “My wife was once on the cover of quite a few books and magazines.”

  Steele nodded. “I knew it. With two hot men, right?”

  Lexi nodded and smiled. “Right.”

  Steele laughed.

  “Those books were hot, hot, hot, girl!” She got up and went across the small room and gave Lexi a high five.

  The scene ignited laughter from all of them and Arsen smiled at his wife as she took her place at his side once again. She looked at him and said, “Their neighborhood sounds good to me, Arsen. We should check it out.”

  Kip pulled a card from his wallet and gave it to Arsen. “Give me a ring, man, when you guys get back from the secret honeymoon. I’ll give you the lowdown on the mansions up for sale around us, Mate. Adding a new bro to the pack would be awesome.”

  Steele smiled as Arsen placed the card in his pocket. “Being added would also be awesome,” Arsen said.

  Rachelle asked. “You guys planning on starting a family soon?”

  Arsen winked at her.

  “Tossed the birth control pills in the trash a few hours ago.”

  Everyone laughed again. Steele felt lighthearted and at ease for the first time in a long time. As if all these strangers in the same room were their friends already somehow.

  “Arsen Sloan, your jet is ready,” came over the intercom.

  They got up and Steele was surprised as all the people stood up too. The men all shook hands and the woman all exchanged hugs. Steele had never felt more like she belonged to a group before.

  Kip patted Arsen on the back.

  “For real, man. Give me a call when you get back. We’d love to have you in our neighborhood. I keep trying to get this couple to come to L.A. but they’re hard core, Houstonians,” he said as he gestured to Max and Lexi.

  Max laughed.

  “Hilda has her family there, man. I can’t uproot her.”

  Steele looked at Max and asked, “Hilda? Is she your mother or something?”

  “No, my chef slash house manager. And as close to a mother as I have,” Max answers. “But I visit these guys all the time. If you do decide to buy something there, you’ll see us plenty. And our little hellions.”

  Steele’s heart filled in a way it never had before. Normal people wanted to be their friends. And in Los Angeles. The changes were moving forward fast, and she was excited about their future.

  She waved goodbye as Arsen led her to their jet.

  I wonder if I’ll ever see them again…

  ARSEN

  Steele’s mouth left his hard cock, and she looked at him with the darkest blue eyes he’d ever seen on her. Lust, desire, and pure need filled them. She moved her body over him as she moved up the bed in the jet.

  Her lips cocked up to one side as she said, “You are my husband now, Arsen.” She pushed him to lie back as he looked at her with wide eyes. “Mine!”

  She made a low growl. Her teeth scraped his neck, and he said, “Kitten, you okay?”

  He placed his hands on her arms and held her back a bit.

  “Am I getting too wild for you?” she asked.

  Arsen’s laugh filled the small bedroom of his private jet.

  “Now, come on. We both know you cannot get too wild for me.”

  His hands slid down to her wrists and in one quick motion, he grabbed them and turned her over. He pressed her body to the mattress and held her hands behind her back.

  Opening the drawer beside the bed he found what he knew would be inside. A pair of handcuffs with the key in the lock. He leaned over her and whispered, “You have the right to remain silent.”

  Her breath came out hard as she said, “I won’t give in willingly, officer.”

  “But you will,” he said as she licked her neck and closed the handcuffs around her wrists, keeping them behind her back.

  “Never!” she shouted.

  He pressed her face to the mattress.

  �
�Quiet or your ass will feel the sting of my hand!”

  Steele wiggled her ass. “Sure it will.”

  Arsen landed a nice slap to it and Steele shrieked.

  “Bet you won’t do that again,” she said.

  He slapped it again and said, “Bet I will.”

  Holding her to the bed, he ran his thick cock along her ass crack. Teasing her as he pressed it to a place he knew she didn’t want it. “Hey! We’re just fucking around here, right?” she shouted. “You know I was playing, don’t you?”

  Arsen’s smile, she could not see with her face pressed against the mattress. He stayed silent and rubbed it against the place she told him was off limits. Then he made an evil laugh.

  “Do you think playing with me is safe, Kitten? I’m a big bad dog and kittens shouldn’t play with dogs.”

  “Arsen! Stop! You’re freaking me out!”

  He flipped her over and ran his hands all over her breasts as his dick pressed on her sex. “Am I?”

  Steele let out a laugh.

  “Fucker!”

  Arsen laughed and moved to sit on the side of the bed and picked Steel up like she was a doll.

  “Spread, ‘em,” he said.

  She spread her legs, and he placed her on his lap, facing him. Her hands still cuffed behind her back. His groan filled the small room as he slid her over his erection.

  Hers followed, and he began to pick her up and down to stroke him.

  “Arsen, where are we…”

  He stopped and smacked the side of her ass.

  “You have the right to remain silent, remember? I just told you that.”

  Steele sighed. “K.”

  Arsen started moving her again and took her right tit in his mouth and sucked on it. Steele made noises he’d never heard her make before. Her heart started pounding so hard, he could hear it.

  It made him move her even faster up and down his cock. It was aching for her to come all over it. But he wasn’t going to tell her to do it. He wanted her to cum in her own good time.

  He let her breast go and moved his mouth to bite her neck. She made little crying sounds he found arousing as hell. She murmured, “Please tell me.”