“Jake,” Claire whispered, reaching down and holding his hand against her core.
“Come for me, Claire,” he demanded. “Come for me now.”
Claire’s back arched as pleasure surged through her. Her clit throbbed as her orgasm took shape. It was almost as if she forgot to breathe, the pleasure was so intense. After a mind-numbing few seconds, her body sagged within Jake’s arms as it sang with bliss. Jake’s protective hold on her gave her that extra bit of care that she needed to bond herself even deeper to the man that she loved.
“You’re so beautiful, my Claire,” Jake whispered against her temple. “I’m so glad that you’re mine.”
Chapter 18
“Jake, this is a gorgeous house,” Claire whispered as she looked down at the plans of the home that Jake wanted to have built for them. He had spread the drawings out on the kitchen table so she could look at what he had envisioned for their home together. They sat next to each other, Jake’s chair pulled close to hers so that his warm body was pressed lightly against her right side. Claire could sense his excitement and pride.
“I need you to really look at it, Claire,” Jake said very seriously. “You need to tell me exactly what you would like to add or change so our home will be exactly as you want it to be.”
“I don’t know,” Claire said honestly, leaning forward on her forearms as she looked over the house floor plan.
“Look at the way the rooms are set up,” Jake suggested. “Do you want anything changed?”
“Well…” Claire began softly, looking at the open floor plan and honestly loving every bit of it.
The kitchen was at the front of the house right next to the open living room. Both had big windows drawn within the blueprints that would face the beautiful view that Jake had showed her that looked out over the lake. She could just picture living there and looking out at McKade land and experiencing its beauty every day.
The second floor had the master bedroom also placed at the front of the home. It, too, was facing the panoramic view. There was a huge master bathroom with a sunken tub as well as a massive shower. Claire could just imagine how it would be to share that shower with Jake. She had to keep her eyes averted so he wouldn’t see how turned on she was becoming at the wicked thoughts she was having.
“You’re breathing heavily, angel. What’s got you excited?”
Claire raised her eyes and looked at her man. “You gonna share that shower with me, Mate?” she asked him, loving the immediate flash of need that raced through him. “I would really like it if you shared it with me.”
“Darlin’, you can count on it.”
Claire laughed softly and returned her attention to the blueprints. “I like the way the rooms look out over the view,” she said as she traced her fingers over the areas designated as picture windows. “I also like how the rooms are big and open. I like that the garage is underneath the house. That will come in handy when we get snow. It looks like a really nice home.”
“But?”
“Well, do you think you can have the laundry room on the same floor as the kitchen?” Claire asked softly. “I remember having to go down into the cellar to do laundry when I lived with my mother and sister. Sometimes they locked me down there. It was really cold and dark down there. I don’t like cellars, Jake. Please, can you put the laundry room on the same floor as the kitchen?”
Jake reached out and took hold of Claire’s hand, squeezing it gently. “I think that’s a really good suggestion, angel,” he said quietly. “We’ll also make sure to make a playroom for the kids in the cellar. It will be warm and filled with comfortable furniture, toys, and games. Our cellar will be a good place.”
Claire nodded, smiling. “I think that would be really nice. Maybe we can put in a ping pong table or a pool table.”
“Sure, angel. Whatever you want. Our kids will have a fun place to play when the weather is bad. And they won’t be cold or afraid. We’ll love them and take care of them.” Jake tugged on Claire’s hand and brought it to his mouth to kiss her knuckles. “You never have to worry about that in our home, angel. Our babies are going to be protected and loved. I promise.”
Claire nodded, doing her best to push aside her old memories. “I want the attic to be warm, too,” Claire said softly. “Sometimes my mother would make me go up there when she punished me, but I used to hide up there sometimes just to be away from the world when either my mother or my sister was mean to me. It was cold but it wasn’t dark. There was an old chair with these big stuffed cushions tucked away in the corner of the attic. I would sit there and cuddle with lots of blankets and look out the small window to watch you and your brothers and your friends when you rode by our place. I used to think how nice it was that you had such a close family. I often wished that I was part of your family.”
Jake pulled Claire toward him until she sat sideways on his lap and held her gently against his chest. When she rested her head against his shoulder and cuddled against him, he sighed. This was where she was meant to be.
“You’re part of my family, now, Claire,” he told her softly. “And we’re going to have a family of our own someday. I’m looking forward to it. Are you, angel?”
“Yes,” Claire whispered, soaking up the gentleness and the caring that Jake automatically offered her.
He kissed her forehead tenderly and ran his hand up and down her arm. “Is there anything else you want to add to our home?”
“No. It looks great just the way it is.”
“Do you think having four additional bedrooms will be enough?”
Claire laughed softly and tipped her head back to look up at him. “I guess so. I’m not really thinking about more than one baby right now. I just keep hoping for a baby with your black hair and beautiful blue eyes.”
Jake smiled and leaned forward to kiss Claire’s lips lightly. “I think that’s a pretty good possibility, darlin’. All the kids in our family are born with black hair and blue eyes. It would be nice if we could have a few with your beautiful brown eyes, though.”
“A few, huh?” Claire asked, her brown eyes twinkling.
Jake just smiled down at her. He liked having this conversation. It felt right to plan their future together. He knew that he wouldn’t want a future with anyone but Claire.
“How about if we go and try to make our baby right now, angel?” he whispered against her lips.
Claire laughed softly. “You want to make our baby now?” she asked, her brown eyes soft as she looked up at him. “Think about it very seriously, Jake. This is something that’s forever. I want us to have a baby, but I need to make sure that our baby will be cherished. I believe that you would cherish our child, I really do, but I need you to tell me that you’re ready. It’s your call, Jake.”
“How about if we just make love when we want to make love? Whatever happens, happens,” Jake suggested.
“That sounds nice,” Claire agreed. “I have a feeling we’re going to be making love a lot. If the Great Spirit decides to bless us with a baby, it will be a nice surprise.”
“A very nice surprise,” Jake said gently.
Jake kissed her gently, intensifying the pressure as need built within him. He was going to lose his mind if he wasn’t deep inside of her soon.
“What are you waiting for, cowboy?” Claire teased him. “I don’t want you to go out of you mind—unless it’s with pleasure.”
“Oh, angel. I have plans for you right now,” Jake told her quietly, his voice deep with need.
“I’m looking forward to it, sir,” Claire said quietly, laughing at the flare of determination that filled her man. She knew she was going to enjoy whatever it was that he had planned for her.
Jake stood, carefully keeping Claire safe within his arms as he walked through the kitchen to the back stairway that led to their bedroom. He couldn’t help but smile at the way Claire clung to him. He loved that she depended on his strength.
He walked them into their bedroom and set her on her feet at
the foot of the bed. She turned to face him and smiled as she watched him close and lock their bedroom door. She turned to head into the bathroom when she found her hand being taken and she was tugged toward Jake. He held her tightly against his chest and wrapped his arms around her to keep her exactly where she was.
“I need to use the bathroom,” she told him, confused when he shook his head. “You don’t want me to use the bathroom?”
“No.”
“But, Jake, I need to…” Claire began, trying to explain as delicately as she could.
“No, angel. You’re going to have a full bladder when I make love to you.”
“Why?”
“Because it will give you a more intense orgasm.”
“No, way,” Claire said, laughing softly. “You’re so full of it.”
“Angel, I’m very serious,” he told her. “Do you trust me?”
“You know I do, Jake.”
“Good. Take off your clothes.”
Claire pulled off her shirt, folded it, and placed it on the foot of their bed. Doing the same for her jeans after she kicked off her sneakers, she faced Jake in just her bra and panties.
“Would you like to remove my bra, Jake?” she whispered.
Jake took a step toward her and traced the soft swell of her breasts as they peeked over the edging of lace of the pink bra. “Very pretty,” he whispered. “Thank you for allowing me to unwrap my present.”
Claire smiled at his words. He really did make her believe that she was a present that he loved to unwrap every time they made love. She could only wait patiently as he slipped the straps of her bra down her arms very slowly before reaching around her to unhook the clasp. He pulled the material forward, cupping her breasts as the delicate material fell away. The feel of his strong hands being so gentle as he touched her made her close her eyes and sigh as his tenderness surrounded her and filled her heart with happiness and contentment.
He knelt before her, placing gentle kisses across the fullness of her breasts before taking the nipple of her left breast into his mouth and suckling deeply. Kissing his way down her torso, he slipped his fingers into the waistband of her pink panties and slowly dragged them down her flared hips and past her thighs. He tapped her ankles lightly, pulling off her socks and removing the panties from her body when she lifted first one foot and then the other. He leaned in to the dark curls at her apex and nuzzled his nose between her folds. Her scent told him that she desired him. He couldn’t wait to taste her. He couldn’t wait to make love to her and possess her.
Licking against her folds, he hummed with appreciation as he tasted the wetness that was already dripping down the inside of her thighs. Gripping his woman’s hips, he held her tightly against his mouth as he sucked and licked on her swollen button. It wasn’t long before she was shaking against him.
Rising up slowly, he slid his hands beneath her hips to grip her bottom and lifted her so that he could place her gently onto the middle of their bed. Looking down at his beautiful mate, he was suddenly struck by the miracle of her in his life.
“I love you, Claire,” he whispered, reaching out and caressing her cheek lightly.
Easing forward, he kissed the area between her breasts, reaching out and taking hold of the restraints that were already in place and attached to the headboard of their bed. He tied her left wrist to the headboard with the red silk scarf that Deuce had given them, helping her to grip it so that she would be comfortable. Pulling the length of a longer restraint down toward Claire’s hip, he wrapped the end of it around her right thigh and secured it so that Claire’s leg was spread open wide. He did the same to her left thigh, securing it carefully so that she was open to him with her knees bent for comfort. Running his hands over her thighs, he made sure that the fur that covered each restraint was secure but soft against her skin. He was determined that Claire would feel no discomfort from the restraints that he had ordered especially for her.
“Look how beautifully you’re displayed for me, Mate,” he whispered, looking down at Claire’s sweet pussy and seeing the glistening of her pink lips.
Running the pads of his thumbs through her folds, he spread them open and growled softly when he pressed inside and felt the wetness and the warmth that awaited him. Drawing small circles around her clit with his right thumb, he pressed his left thumb deep inside of her. Her inner muscles clenched around him. Pulling his thumb out, he entered her channel with two fingers, pressing deep and curling them at just the right angle to stimulate her G-spot. Claire’s responding moan and tip of her hips made him smile.
“Feels good,” Claire whispered, reaching out and straining against the restraint that held her left wrist. She ached to wrap her arms around Jake as he bent over her. “I want to hold you, Jake. Please.” She touched his shoulder with her free hand, wanting more than anything to gather him within her arms and hold him close against her body.
“I want you to touch and hold me, angel,” Jake told her, removing his fingers from her body and reaching down to trace the moisture across Claire’s lips. “You’re so wet for me, Claire. I love how you show me how much you want me.”
Claire licked at his fingers and blushed at the taste of herself on his fingers and her lips. “Do you like the way I taste, sir?”
Jake growled at the use of the honorific, leaning forward and taking her lips in a rough kiss. He couldn’t hold back. He needed to love her in this way. His heart ached with the thoughts that he might frighten her and push her away.
“Please don’t fear me, Claire,” he whispered against her lips.
Claire’s eyes widened with surprise at his words. “You think I fear you, Jake?” she whispered.
“I hope you don’t,” he answered quietly.
Claire smiled up at him, reaching up to caress his cheeks with her still unrestrained right hand before sliding her fingers through the hair at his temple and tugging on it with a fierceness that was meant to show Jake how much she loved everything he did with her.
“I trust you,” she whispered. “I trust you with my heart and my body.”
She watched as Jake took hold of her right hand and brought it up toward the headboard to secure it firmly with the red scarf. He made it tight enough to keep her from reaching out to him but loose enough that it caused her no pain. She hesitated a minute as she moved experimentally to test the strength and the feel of the straps that restrained her.
“Are you comfortable, Claire?” Jake asked her gently, reaching out and petting her legs as he slid his index finger beneath the material of the restraints to ensure that they weren’t too tight around Claire’s thighs.
“The straps around my legs are soft,” she said calmly.
“They’re made out of rabbit fur,” Jake said, nodding. “I got them especially for you, angel.”
Claire smiled, arching her body forward so she could kiss him softly. “Always looking out for me,” she said, smiling against his lips.
“I need to restrain you and control you, but I will not hurt you,” Jake told her. “Can you understand my need, angel?”
Claire closed her eyes and merged her mind with Jake’s. She saw his need, she saw his desire, and she saw his love. Jake had a gentle heart and a kind soul. There was no need within him to hurt or humiliate her. His need to control and restrain was born of his ache to keep her with him. He needed her love. He needed her understanding. He needed her as his forever. His greatest fear was losing her.
“I understand,” Claire said gently. “Now you need to understand. I need you exactly as you are, Jake. I need the way you love me. I wouldn’t want you to be any other way. Don’t ever question it again. Don’t ever think that what you want and what you need is something that I would ever fear. I don’t. I love you. Now take off your damn clothes and make love to me, cowboy.”
Jake felt the love that Claire sent him. He was soothed by her words. He was excited by her need. She needed him exactly as he was. He sighed as her words permeated his mind and relief finall
y filled him.
Stepping back off the bed, he pulled at the flannel shirt that he wore, unbuttoning it slowly, peeling it off, and baring his upper torso. His eyes never left Claire’s as he stripped the clothes from his body. He saw the flare of desire in his mate’s eyes. He saw the sweet smile that she often gave him just before their bodies joined and knew a moment of complete peace as he realized that her smile was meant only for him. That beautiful smile told him that she loved him, desired him, and wanted him just as he was. He didn’t have to hide any part of himself from her.
Unbuckling his belt, he unzipped his jeans and pushed them down his body, dragging his underwear with them. His hardened cock bounced free and slapped at his abdomen, leaving wet spots of pre-cum on the delineated muscles there.
Once he was free from the constraints of his clothing, he climbed up onto the bed and knelt between his woman’s spread legs. The tender look Claire gave him as she waited patiently for him sent a wave of love through him. The connection he had with her was deep and true.
Straddling her waist, he eased forward until the head of his cock bumped her lips. She opened for him immediately. He slid inside of her mouth and made shallow thrusts, gasping as her tongue licked the sensitive area beneath the head. Looking down, he saw her brown eyes filled with love and desire for him. Something deep within him settled as he felt the joy that was radiating from his woman. She wasn’t in distress. She wasn’t panicking. She was enjoying herself.
“So good, angel,” he whispered, reaching down and caressing her cheek as his cock disappeared inside of her mouth over and over again.
He could feel the tingle that was beginning at the base of his spine. His balls drew up tight against his body, and he knew that if he didn’t pull out of the heaven that was his mate’s mouth, he was going to come. He couldn’t allow that to happen. Not yet.
Pulling back slowly, he smiled as Claire increased her suction to try to keep him inside of her mouth. He pulled out with a pop and laughed softly at the growl of need that escaped his pretty mate.
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