Chapter Twenty-Five
Greer sat across from Xander in her deep, jetted bath tub, bubbles covering the top of the water and everything interesting.
“I’m going to smell like a damn flower.”
“I told you that you could join me in my bath. And I enjoy bubbles.”
Xander slipped his hands under the water and she felt him tug her to him. She turned around so her back was against his chest, her ass cradled against his groin. His hands ran up her arms and his fingers started kneading the muscles of her shoulders. She moaned as his ministration turned her bones to jelly.
“Why today?” he asked suddenly.
“What?”
“Why did you let me in today? I’ve been trying for days and you just kept avoiding me. Was it about what I said? About loving you?”
It was time for her to be honest, at the very least with herself. “Partly, but it was also because you could say I had a bit of a break through.”
“What do you mean?”
“I was always terrified of commitment, especially the thought of marriage and forever. Then I met you and it was just like it was all so right. As though you were my soulmate. After I found out you were a shifter, and while I didn’t have a problem with shifters, I’d never imagined falling in love with one. I started imagining a future with you and me and kids…Then you told me I didn’t understand you, that I never could because I wasn’t a shifter. I thought if we just had time you would see that even human, I get you. Then I was bitten. All of my choices about you and me and our future were taken away and I was so angry. I wanted to choose to become a shifter so I could prove to you that I loved every part of you and I wanted to wait until you could trust the human me first. I was holding onto that anger and loss so much that I guess I gave up thinking that we could ever be together again.”
“I told you it wasn’t about trust, baby. I just didn’t want to relive what happened, and burden you with it.”
Greer turned around to face him, coming up on her knees between his legs. “Exactly. You didn’t want to burden me because I was human and you didn’t think I could handle it. Even as a human, though, I was not some wilting flower. I’m tough.”
She caught his grin and followed his gaze down to her bubbled covered breasts. She crossed her arms with a scowl.
“I understand that right now it might not appear that way, but I am and I need you to realize that. You don’t have to protect me. I want to be your equal in every way.”
He brought his soapy hands up, cradling her face between his palms. “I promise, that you will always be my partner, but I can’t guarantee I won’t try to protect you. “
“Fine, I can live with that.” She sat up, straddling his thighs. Slowly, she rose up his body, rubbing her breasts against his chest.
“You might want to hold onto something,” she murmured.
“What?”
She climbed off him and grabbed one of the clean washcloths on the side of the tub. Then, she turned the faucet on to warm water, and rinsed it. She watched his expression turn from curious to surprised as she slipped her hand beneath his ass cheeks and lifted him in the water until his erection emerged. She wiped the suds from the tip and placing her other hand beneath him as well, took his head into her mouth and sucked.
“God.”
“Nope, just me.” She swirled her tongue around, and bobbed up and down, sucking his cock with gusto, teasing him and waiting for him to completely lose his cool.
He grabbed her hands and before she could protest, he pulled her out of the tub. He stepped out and lifted her into his arms, carrying her into the bedroom. Once he laid her on the bed, he pulled her to the edge and stuffed several pillows under her hips. She squirmed in anticipation as his lips traveled across the inside of her left thigh, completely skipping the crux of her legs to adore her right thigh. Finally, when he’d teased her into a frenzy, she’d whimpered.
“What’s the matter, baby?” he crooned.
“I need you.”
“You need me to what?”
She blushed, afraid to say the words out loud, but when he kissed just above where she wanted him most, she lost it.
“I want you to go down on me.”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
She didn’t even have time to formulate a clever reply before he had spread her lips with his hands and was laving her with his tongue. He swept up to her clit and wiggled against it in hard, fast circles until she was gripping the comforter beneath her, arching her back and pressing her hips up. She was going crazy, her whole body tingling, but she couldn’t get over that edge.
Then the pillows were jerked out from under her and Xander was leaning over her. She looked down the length of their bodies and found him with a hard grip on his cock, swirling it up and down her wet seam.
“Tell me you want this.”
She nodded frantically and when he thrust home, she screamed with joy.
He laced his fingers through hers and held them above her head as he moved slowly in and out of her.
“You are mine.”
In response, she smiled.
“And you are mine.”