Andrea took a bath while Anita unpacked her things and arranged them where she felt they belonged, in the dresser and on Andrea’s new desk.
The room was not exactly a room, but more of an apartment. There was a large bathroom connected to it, and also a sort of office where Andrea could read, work on her laptop, or watch TV. She loved the lack of electronic devices in the bedroom, where there was only a king-sized bed, and a tall mirror and a make-up table on the opposite wall. Andrea wondered whether Calder had always slept in this room, but then she came to the conclusion that he had probably prepared it especially for her. It was too well adapted to the needs of a woman. Right before going into the bathroom, she stole a glance at her office and decided she was going to turn it into a hobby room. Then, she remembered she had no intention of staying here too long.
After a hot, scented bath, Andrea wrapped herself in a fluffy robe and carefully inspected the bedroom. Anita had done a great job at organizing her things, and her lunch was waiting on the nightstand.
“Lunch in bed. That’s nice,” she whispered to herself.
She sat down on the soft mattress and ate in silence, her eyes wandering over the walls, the tall ceiling, and the large windows. Everything was much more than just pretty and comfortable, and if the circumstances had been different, maybe Andrea would have enjoyed her new home.
She had tried to make small talk with Anita, but the maid had mostly been reserved. She had smiled, nodded, then gotten out of Andrea’s way as soon as possible, as if she thought her presence would disturb the new lady of the house. The maid’s behavior had hurt Andrea more than she, herself, could understand. She wanted to be friends with the girl more than she wanted to be friends with Calder’s dragons. She couldn’t stand the idea of having a maid, servants, a cook and cook assistants slaving away in the kitchen so that the Grimmrs could live a comfortable life. She was sure Calder had never in his life lifted a finger to dust his own desk, or wash his own plate.
She finished eating, thought about taking her tray downstairs, to the kitchen, then realized she would probably get lost trying to find it. Also, as much as she hated it, she had to fall into her new role if she wanted to fool Calder. She had to pretend that everything was perfect, that the palace was more than she had dreamed of, and that she was forever grateful to her husband for having changed her life and made a queen out of a poor, unlucky waitress. So, she left the tray on the nightstand and went to look for something to wear to bed.
Andrea chose a pair of sexy lace panties, but just as she was reaching for her pyjama, she saw a beautiful silk nightdress hanging next to her nightwear. She touched the smooth fabric and bit her lower lip at the incredible feel of it. It was obvious Calder had left it there for her. A thought crossed her mind, and she took a step back to take a better look at her dresser. She hadn’t paid attention before, but it was filled with classy, expensive clothes, all in her size. Cocktail dresses, frilly skirts, velvet blouses… Andrea turned to her right and her eyes widened at the sight of her new collection of shoes. High-heeled sandals, leather boots, pumps… And they were all brands she could have never dreamed to afford. Not in a million years! She swallowed hard and fought the excitement rising in her chest.
“It’s okay,” she whispered. “I’m going to get all this and more when my plan is fulfilled. A new life, a new face, a new me. I just need a head start, Mr. Grimmr, and then I’m going to build an empire to rival yours.”
She grabbed the black nightdress and slipped into it, almost moaning when the silk touched her skin. It felt like perfection itself. She walked out of the dresser and made her way to the impressive bed, intent on burying herself under the covers. A groan escaped her lips when someone knocked on the door. All she wanted to do was sleep for a couple of hours, so her mind would rest and she could start thinking straight again. Was it so hard for these people to leave her be for now?
She walked over to the door, opened it, and took a step back when she saw Calder. He was standing there, no suit jacket in sight, with his shirt sleeves rolled up to the elbows. His arms looked amazing! For a second, she didn’t know how to react. Invite him in? Ask him to please let her sleep?
Calder was speechless, as well. The moment she had opened the door, the sweet scent of her shampoo fluttered out and grazed his senses enticingly, pulling him further and further away from his sanity, and shoving him off the cliffs of his control. He could feel his dragon stirring beneath the surface of his skin. Andrea stood in front of him, in the sexy, almost transparent nightdress he had bought for her, with her long, black hair still wet, and an innocent look of surprise on her pretty face.
“Come in,” she murmured.
Her low, hesitant voice did it for him. Calder pulled her into his arms and cradled her head in his hands, leaning in for a hot, searing kiss. She gasped, but then closed her eyes and relaxed in his embrace, parting her lips to offer him access. He wound his thick arms around her waist, forcing Andrea’s large breasts to press up against his firm chest. The simple action made her moan in delight.
Her skin was sensitive, and Andrea wasn’t one to deny herself the pleasures of the body. Leaning into him, she began to kiss him back. Both hands brushed through Calder’s silvery hair as he lifted her up into his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist, moaning loudly when she felt his erection against her core. Her hands turned into fists, her fingers pulling at his long, soft hair.
“Calder,” she whispered when they broke the kiss.
He looked deep into her dark brown eyes.
“I can’t hold myself back when I’m around you,” he said. He was aware he had probably jumped her too soon, and he was now afraid he had made a mistake. “I’ll stop if you want me to.”
Andrea thought for a second. His golden eyes held so much passion that it made her entire body tremble in anticipation. In truth, she had never felt so desired in her life! None of the men she had been with before had known much about sex. With them, it had always been a mechanical act that lasted ten minutes at most. Ten minutes were barely enough time for her to get properly aroused, let alone enjoy sex! Would it be different with Calder Grimmr? There was only one way to find out.
“It’s all right,” she encouraged herself. “You’re just having fun. Like a one-night stand. Or a one-week stand, until you figure out how to escape with his money. This has nothing to do with love. It’s just sex.”
“I don’t want you to stop,” she said out loud.
Her eyes fell to his lips, and that was Calder’s cue to resume kissing her feverishly. With a flick of his hand, he slammed the door shut behind them. He was so strong that Andrea didn’t even realize he was holding her up with a single arm. He walked to the edge of the bed, and lowered her carefully onto the covers.
As he hovered over her, Andrea looked up into his eyes. The hunger she saw there set her pussy on fire. Her hands flew to the buttons of his shirt, and she began undoing them one by one.
Calder closed his eyes and groaned deep in his chest. The scent of her arousal told him she wanted him just as much as he wanted her. He couldn’t believe the chemistry between them was so strong. This was perfect. This was more than he could have ever imagined. He was so lucky for having found her. When she pulled at his shirt, he helped her by shrugging it off his shoulders. It fell to the floor. Andrea’s fingers were now exploring his chest with light, fluttering touches, and he opened his eyes to look at her. Her plump lips were wet and rosy, and her eyes were filled with need. He could watch her for hours!
A thousand thoughts went through Andrea’s mind. She had never been with such a handsome man before. Just the feel of his taut muscles under her hands was surreal. She pressed and massaged every hard ridge until she felt like a silly anatomy student. Except Calder looked better than any of the pictures she could remember from her anatomy books. Everything about him was so intoxicating! The fire in his eyes, the gentleness of his touch, the passion of his kisses – she wanted it all, and she never wanted it to stop. She was determined to enjoy every minute of having this gorgeous man to herself, but there was something at the back of her mind that made her hesitate even as her hands were reaching for his belt.
“I want you so much,” she whispered.
Calder let out a heavy breath. It was all the confirmation he needed, but he could see she wasn’t finished. She had more to say.
“But this is happening so fast,” Andrea continued, “too fast.”
“I understand if you don’t want to go all the way…”
“No, I do. I mean… what does ‘all the way’ mean?”
Calder looked down at her, confused. He didn’t know what to answer to that.
Andrea saw the confusion in his eyes and realized he probably didn’t know what she was referring to.
“The dragon’s mark. I… I’m not sure I’m ready to be marked as your bride. I mean, I am your bride, but… just give me a few days. Do you think you can do that?”
Calder smiled, relief painted across his features.
“Oh my God, I would have never thought about marking you on our first day together!” He took her face between his big hands and made her look straight into his golden eyes. “Andrea, I care too much about you to refuse you a way out of this marriage in case you might want it. A couple of online chats are far from enough when it comes to making such a huge decision. Even if we spend a couple of days or weeks together, it still might not be enough for you to tell whether you truly want this life. No matter what you decide and when you decide it, I will respect your wish.”
Andrea smiled up at him. “Well, that’s good to know,” she thought.
“Thank you.”
Calder ran a hand through her thick, dark hair. It was almost dry now.
“Even now, if you have second thoughts… we can stop and lie here, together.”
Andrea wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him harshly over her body, until she felt like he could easily crush her.
“I have no second thoughts on this, Calder. I want you. Inside me. Now.”
Her low, teasing whisper in his ear made him groan with need. His eyes turned a reddish shade of gold, and his hands went to cup her round, heavy breasts. Andrea closed her eyes, arched her back, and moaned loudly. He had been hesitant about touching her so possessively, but now that he had her spoken permission, there was no stopping him. He wanted to kiss and taste every inch of her glorious curves. His fingers found the straps of her silk nightdress and pulled mercilessly.
“Oh,” Andrea gasped. Then, she started laughing. “You just ruined something quite expensive.”
Calder grinned. “I’ll buy you another one. I’ll buy you ten to replace this one. In all the colors you want.”
Andrea just kept laughing. Her laughter turned into a series of moans when Calder started exploring her neck and collarbone with his tongue, inching closer and closer to her nipples. His fingers were massaging her breasts, starting from the outside, in wide circles. She had never thought that simple motion could feel so amazing. Then again, she knew this man had experience. He was an ancient dragon-shifter. Surely, he had had more women than she could even imagine with her mortal mind. A pang of jealously coursed through her chest, and she furrowed her brows. What was wrong with her? This was not the time to think about all the women her husband had been with before her. Also, what the hell?! It wasn’t as if she actually cared about him.
Calder licked her right nipple, then blew cold air over it. That made Andrea open her mouth in surprise and forget all about her jealousy.
“Mmm… do that again,” she whispered.
“You like that?”
He didn’t wait for her answer. He already knew it. He caught her nipple between his lips and pulled at it slightly. With his other hand, he made sure her left nipple got all the attention it deserved, too. He sucked until the small nub was hard as a pebble, then started making his way down her stomach, all the while still cupping her breasts with his large hands, kneading and massaging, enjoying the way they filled his palms.
Calder had always preferred big, curvy women. As a shifter, his physical strength was more than most human women could handle, and he had never even thought about trying to get intimate with a short, thin, fragile partner. What he needed was someone tall, with serious meat on her bones, someone who could receive his hunger and passion for her curves without faltering. He was as gentle as possible with Andrea. Using his true shifter speed and strength on her would have resulted in a disaster. However, he knew he didn’t have to hold back too much. She could take it.
While Calder started leaving small kisses all around her pelvis, Andrea was lost in her own little Heaven. She couldn’t believe he was taking his time. She had gotten a glimpse of the massive erection inside his pants, and she knew he was more than ready to take her. Still, he was doing his best to make her feel good, and that was something completely new to her. Usually, her exes tended to go straight to the prize and shove their lousy dicks inside her before she was even wet enough. Instead, Calder was intentionally avoiding her glistening folds and her hard, throbbing clit, making her want his tongue inside her so bad that she couldn’t form coherent thoughts.
“Please,” she whispered.
Calder stopped and hovered over her pussy. His hands were now on her hips, holding her in place.
“Please what?” he teased.
Andrea groaned. “You know what.”
He chuckled. “No, I don’t.”
She took a sharp intake of breath, then said between her teeth: “Lick me. Please, lick me.” She had never said anything so dirty to a lover in her life, and it was very weird. Not even her voice sounded like her voice.
Calder licked his lips, his eyes focused on the delicious treat awaiting him. Her scent was heady, and he couldn’t wait to have a real taste of her juices. The beast stirring inside his chest, making his muscles flex from time to time, screamed that she smelled like a true mate. But Calder knew it was too early to get his hopes up. Andrea could still change her mind about him and Clan Grimmr. For now, all he could do what enjoy her presence and her body without worrying about the future.
Finally, he closed his eyes and let the tip of his tongue run from her entrance up to her clitoris. Her taste was incredible! He found himself wishing she hadn’t taken a bath before, so he could have better enjoyed this unique moment.
Andrea threw her hands over her head and moaned. She grabbed a pillow and held on to it for dear life, lest she’d start pulling at Calder’s long, silvery hair.
“Oh, yes,” she encouraged him.
He hummed in approval and shoved his tongue deep inside her pussy, moving it in and out for a while. The motion made his cock twitch. He was still wearing his pants, and he regretted not having gotten rid of them first. Everything was so tight down there that his balls had started to hurt. He couldn’t hold himself back much longer, so he attacked her clit with quick, feathery strokes, aiming to throw her over the edge.
“Oh my God!” Andrea screamed.
Her eyes went wide with bewilderment, and her toes curled in anticipation of a powerful orgasm. No other man had been able to make her come so fast, not even via oral, which she thoroughly enjoyed. Oh, she could get used to this. Just as she was thinking how lucky she was to meet such a wonderful lover, regardless of the fact this whole thing wouldn’t last, Calder swirled his tongue in a particularly delightful way, making her back arch and her body tremble as she screamed her release. She rode the waves of the orgasm for as long as she could, and Calder patiently licked her clit and her pussy lips until she felt like she was too sensitive to allow him to continue.
“Come here,” she said, pulling him up over her body.
Calder placed himself between her legs and leaned in for a kiss. Andrea opened her mouth eagerly, and he slipped his tongue inside, letting her taste herself. Her sinful moan sent jolts of electricity through his veins. However, she stopped him when he grabbed his own belt, intent on finally getting rid of his restrictive pants. He threw her a confused glance.
Andrea shook her head.
“No, you’ll have to stand up for this part. I want to see everything.”
Calder threw his head back and laughed.
“I had no idea you were such a voyeur.”
Andrea huffed. “I’m not! Can’t a lady enjoy the sight of her husband’s assets?”
Calder cocked an eyebrow, but stood up either way.
“You’re a demanding little thing, did you know that?”
She grinned. “Yes, I am. Now, get rid of those offending pants and let me see what you’ve been trying to hide the entire day.”
“So, you knew.”
“I wasn’t born yesterday, you know? Besides, I think a woman senses when she’s giving a man an erection. Call it feminine instinct.”
Calder shook his head. There was no point in arguing with that. Slowly, he started undoing his belt. A few seconds ago, he would have torn everything still standing between their bodies to pieces, but now he did want to give Andrea a show. As he rolled his pants and underwear down his strong legs, he made sure to flex his muscles. He straightened his back, standing proud and naked in front of her, and when she motioned for him to turn around, he did.
Andrea bit her lower lip so hard that she was in danger of drawing blood. Her eyes roamed all over his wide back, his tight butt, and his strong thighs and calves. When he faced her again, she couldn’t help but stare for seconds on end at the big, engorged cock between his legs. The tip was glistening with pre-cum, and the veins looked swollen to their limit along the length. His hair was silvery down there, too, and Andrea was surprised to realize it didn’t look that weird. She loved how exotic and unique this man looked.
“Like what you see?”
“Mmm… you have no idea.”
She readjusted her position on the bed, throwing the covers to the side and climbing up on the pillow. Calder took this as a hint to crawl back into bed with her. His golden eyes watched her as a predator watched its prey before pouncing, and that made her shiver with desire and anticipation. They locked eyes as Calder knelt between her parted legs and Andrea wrapped her fingers around his cock. She started pumping him slowly, causing him to breathe more heavily and deeply. She used her thumb to spread the translucent drops all over the round head, and the small gesture made Calder groan and lean over her. More than happy with the outcome, Andrea smiled and guided his cock to her entrance. Slowly, he eased in, giving her time to adjust to his massive girth.
Andrea tried to relax and allow him to take the lead. Her whole body felt too weak, and it had nothing to do with the orgasm she had just had. The sensation of being stuffed full, inch by inch, was almost too much to handle. She could lose her mind at the incredible emotions that were starting to rise up to the surface. It was as if Calder’s cock was touching and rubbing all the tight spots inside her, coaxing them into relaxing and letting him in. Penetration had sometimes hurt with her exes, and she was surprised that it didn’t hurt now. Her walls were becoming more and more flexible, and she felt like her entire body was opening up to him, calling for him to own her completely. Feelings of vulnerability, surrender, sadness that she was finally experiencing something so profound and primal after years of bad sex overwhelmed her, and she was suddenly afraid that she might burst into tears. As Calder pushed his cock fully inside her, grazing her cervix with the tip, Andrea focused on controlling her breath and easing the tightness in her chest.
“Oh God, what is wrong with me? Why do I feel like crying? This is stupid. Don’t cry, Andrea. Don’t cry. Fuck!”
“Are you all right, my love?” Calder asked in a soft, concerned voice. He had felt her tense little by little under him, and he wondered whether he had done anything wrong. “Am I going too fast?”
Andrea shook her head vigorously, not trusting her voice to talk just yet. She didn’t want the words to sound weak and chocked.
“Are you sure? We can stop at any time.”
She shook her head again and forced herself to smile.
“Please, I need this.”
And she did. She had no idea why, but she did.
Calder nodded and pulled out slowly until only the tip was in. Then, in a swift motion, he thrust himself deep inside her, the engorged head pressing on her cervix in a delicious way.
Andrea’s eyes widened at the new sensation. In the past, every time one of her exes had hit her cervix, it had hurt like hell. Now, what Calder was doing to her was unbelievable. It felt good. Having his cock pressed snugly against that sensitive, mostly misunderstood part of her pussy brought so many emotions to the surface that Andrea was starting to doubt her own sanity. This was just sex.
“Then, why do I feel everything so deeply? Why do I never want to let go? Why do I want him to kiss me, and bite me, and fuck me until I forget my own name? I’ve never lost control like this… What… What is this man doing to me?”
Was Calder just an incredible lover, or had Andrea finally found her…
No!
She couldn’t think like that. True love didn’t exist. Soul mates were just a myth. For goodness’ sake, she was a modern woman in a modern world! She had gone through too much to believe in fairy tales!
Calder felt her distress again, and slowed down. He was about to stop when Andrea decided to put an end to all the ridiculous thoughts going through her head and focus on what they were doing, focus on the present and the reality around her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and drew him closer to her, until his head was buried in the crook of her neck. She had found that looking into his eyes was too much for her. It was better not to see him, not to acknowledge the gentleness and care in his golden orbs, not to let herself fooled by the way he was looking at her, as if she were a goddess.
“Fuck me,” she whispered in his ear. “Faster, harder, make me scream. I want to scream your name, Calder.”
He was speechless. He kept thrusting at an even pace, focusing on holding himself back. His inner beast wanted to turn her around and fuck her against the headboard until he spilled his seed deep inside her, but his human side knew he couldn’t do that to her no matter how insistently she begged. There was something about her. There was something in her eyes that was making him… uncomfortable. As if she was hiding a secret from him, as if she was determined to guard her deepest feelings with her life. Calder wanted her. He had said it before, and he had felt it since the first moment he had chatted with her on the Alma Venus website. But he didn’t want only her body. He wanted her whole being. He wanted her laughter, her tears, her joys, sorrows, her dreams, her hopes… And above all, he wanted her trust. Right now, it didn’t feel like Andrea trusted him. It felt like she just wanted him to fuck her already, so she wouldn’t have to deal with all the emotions his closeness was bringing to the surface. It felt like she wanted to use sex to forget. But what? What did she want to forget?
“Please,” she said again, her heels digging into his upper thighs. “Don’t hold back.”
Calder bit the inside of his cheek and stood up just enough to steal a glance at her face.
“I love you.”
He kissed her deeply, not caring that what he had said was probably unacceptable. He was surrendering to his instinct and to his inner dragon, the primal beast that was telling him over and over that Andrea was his mate. He would deal with the consequences later. For now, he really did want her to know he loved her. He would never harm her, never leave her to suffer alone, in silence, and never judge her for her feelings.
Andrea didn’t know what to say. She returned the kiss and silently prayed he didn’t expect her to repeat his words. To her relief, Calder started tracing kisses down her jaw and neck until he resumed his position with his nose buried in her black hair. He started thrusting faster, and soon the room was filled with the wet sounds of their lovemaking. Andrea moaned and screamed shamelessly, choosing not to think about the humans and dragon-shifters who were in the palace, people who hadn’t even met her, but who were about to find out just how much of a screamer she was.
Calder was finding it more and more difficult to delay his own release. Her pussy was so responsive to his every move, her walls clenching and unclenching around him, that he felt like she was intentionally trying to milk him dry. Relief washed over him when she dug her sharp nails into his back, screamed his name at the top of her lungs, and arched her back so hard that her breasts were crushed against his hard chest. When she orgasmed, her pussy squeezed him, then started throbbing like mad, urging him to coat it with his seed. And that was exactly what he did. He moaned against her neck and came in long, hot spurts. It felt like it would never end – his orgasm, his desire to possess her, his need to take her over and over, and make her come until she couldn’t walk on her own two legs.