Page 10 of The Claiming Series: Collection 1
Ivy
I wake to find the space next to me empty. I yawn and stretch, my muscles sore in the best way. Last night was… everything. All my hopes and dreams rolled up into one big, growly man who seems to want me and love me as much as I love him.
A door slams nearby. I jump and then become still, listening intently. I hear footsteps. Someone is coming. I hold my breath, praying it's Ash. It's like a re-run of yesterday morning, only this time, I know exactly where I am and why I'm naked.
The bedroom door opens, and Ash stands there, dressed in a button-down shirt and suit pants. He looks edible .
"Morning, beautiful," he says, removing items of clothing as he stalks towards the bed.
"Where do you think you've been?" I ask with a pout. "I woke up, and you weren't here."
"Don't worry, Kitten. I won't ever be away from your side for long," he says, sliding his boxers down his legs so his hard cock bounces free.
I lick my lips. "You didn't answer my question," I say, trying to focus as he climbs into bed next to me, pulling me flush with his hard body.
"I went to see your mom."
I pull back to look at him. " What? "
He tells me everything while he smooths his hands over my skin, through my hair, as if he can't stop touching me.
"So… she was okay? About us?" I ask in disbelief. I'm unsure whether I’m angry or grateful he went to see Mom without me. I'll decide later after I've punished him a little with my mouth.
"As fine as she's going to be until she sees we're not playing around," he replies. "I think she took it pretty fucking well under the circumstances. I thought she was going to serve my balls up to me on a platter. "
"Yeah, she's more than capable of doing something like that when it comes to her loved ones," I say with a wry smile.
Mom loves ferociously, which is why she's never pursued a relationship with anyone else since Dad died. She'll come to see that Ash and I love each other as ferociously as she and Dad did.
"So, what now?" I ask, sliding my hand down his firm abs and grasping his hard cock.
He hisses through his teeth, but to my surprise, he gently disentangles himself from me and gets up.
I gaze at his broad shoulders and muscled ass as he crosses to a chest of drawers, wondering what he's up to.
He opens the top one and removes something before turning and walking back towards the bed.
Perching on the edge, he opens the small velvet box in his hand a removes a beautiful solitaire diamond ring. He reaches for my left hand, sliding it onto my ring finger and nodding with approval when it fits perfectly.
"I've been waiting to put that ring on your finger for three years," he says, lifting my hand to his mouth and kissing my knuckles.
My mouth drops open, and I gape at him, speechless. "Does that mean—are you asking me to marry you?"
He shakes his head. "Not asking. Telling."
Warmth floods my girlie bits at his no-nonsense reply. "Then I guess you should know you have no choice either. I'm marrying you whether you want to or not."
He laughs at my display of defiance. "Never in doubt, Kitten, never in doubt."
I nod. "Good to know we're on the same page."
He pushes me back on the bed, looming over me. "Oh, we're on the same page. Of the same book. In the same library."
I giggle at his words, cupping his face in my hands. "I love you, Ash."
He dips his head, claiming a kiss. "I love you too, Ivy."
"Then show me."
He understands what I need. "Does someone's pussy need a little attention?" he asks, inserting his thigh between my legs.
I rub myself against it shamelessly, biting my lip as wet heat pools between my legs. "I need you so badly it hurts. "
"I'm going to take care of you," he promises, sliding his hand between my legs and pulling my pussy lips open so he can circle my clit.
He keeps the pressure where I need it while he slides his thumb backward, pushing it into my asshole.
The combination of his finger on my clit and his thumb in my ass has me mewling uncontrollably.
"Yeah, you like that, don't you, Kitten? You like my thumb inside that tight, pink hole. I'm loosening you up, sweet girl, because I'll be stuffing it full of my cock before long."
"Oh, God!" I choke, my insides liquefying with my approaching climax.
"That's it, Ivy, get yourself off on my hand," he encourages, bending to suckle at my nipples.
I hear a keening sound and realize it's me as I come so hard that I almost blackout. Before I have a chance to recover, he plunges inside me with one powerful thrust.
"Ohgodohgodohgod!" I chant, pulling my knees up by his hips so he can go deeper, harder.
His mouth attacks my body, grazing his teeth along my neck and biting at my nipples as he ruts against me like a wild animal. And I love it, love every hard, rough thrust of his hips against mine.
He rolls us over so I'm straddling him, and his hands drop to my hips. "I want you to ride me. I want to watch your tits bounce as you get yourself off on my cock," he demands, reaching up to pluck at my nipples.
No need to ask me twice. I undulate my hips, lifting off him before sinking down again. My head lolls back on my shoulders as I move my hips, surging against him and taking him deep.
"That's it, Kitten. Ride me hard. God, you're so fucking incredible, every inch of you."
His words spur me on, and I ride him harder and faster, working us both toward a release of epic proportions.
"I'm close! So, so close!" I gasp, my internal muscles tightening with the onslaught of another orgasm.
Ash rises, wrapping an arm around me as he pistons his hips. Our bodies come together with wet slaps as his balls bounce off my ass cheeks. His other hand spears into my hair, pulling me down for his kiss, and I scream my climax into his mouth, squirting my juices all over his thighs.
He grunts and spasms and then becomes still as he unloads himself inside me with one final shout of ecstasy.
Slowly, slowly, I come back down to earth, slumped and spent, my body draped over his.
"Ash?"
"Yeah?"
"Can we stay like this forever?"
I can hear the smile in his voice as he replies, "Forever is a long time, Kitten."
I lift my head, resting my chin on his chest as I look up at him, seeing all my love for him reflected in his eyes. "Not nearly long enough.