VIOLET

I rushed into the kitchen the next morning with the newspaper I found laying out in the foyer.

“Did you see this?” I thrust the paper at Jayce as he scrambled up some eggs in a bowl.

He looked down at the article I was referring to and laughed. A loud, hearty laugh.

I gasped. “This is so not funny.”

“Those journalists are pretty creative, aren’t they?”

I reread the headlines, this time out loud. “ ‘Rich, prominent city paralegal jilts groom-to-be at the altar to run away and elope with a hunky country rogue with a healthy rap sheet.’ This is so not true. We never even made it to the altar. I didn’t jilt him.”

“And the part about the hunky country rogue…?” Jayce teased.

I swatted at him with the newspaper. “Of course, you’re hunky and hot and all that, but they made it seem as if I purposely left the city to elope. Look at this…” I read another part of the article. “ ‘It seems the heiress of West and Kingston Ltd. has chosen a hot country bad boy over one of Green Bay’s most eligible bachelors. Word on the street is that the bad boy has close ties to the shifter community in Arrow Lake. So, is West’s lover a shifter? If so, this runaway bride has done a complete one-eighty on us. Either way, residents of the small Arrow Lake community won’t talk. We interviewed a work colleague at the law firm here in Green Bay where Ms. West works and she stated that ‘I didn’t know Violet was into bad boys, but look at him. He’s hot as hell. I’d pick him too. Where’s this little town at now?’ No one was home at the West mansion and the jilted groom has denied to comment on the matter…’ ”

Jayce put down the fork and said, “Who cares what they think, Violet? Years from now, do you think they’ll still talk about that?”

“No.”

“You took a vacation to get away from the stress and the lifestyle of always having to live up to a certain reputation.”

I sighed. “You’re right. I don’t want to go back to that.”

“Good, because I want you here…with me…always.” He kissed me as he whispered each word.

He pulled his body to mine, slipping his arms around my waist. His mossy, green eyes were bearing down me as if I were his prey, only this time I loved it. I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran my fingers up and down his hair and along his nape.

He walked me back to the table until my ass touched the edge of it. While he kneaded my ass with his strong fingers, I worked to tear his shirt from his body. I ran my fingers up and down his chest, loving the way he growled and moaned softly into my lips.

My tiny tank top and pajama shorts came next. When his lips dropped to my naked breasts, I moaned. His tongue lapped hungrily at my hardened peaks.

“You taste so good,” he growled. “And you smell good too.” His fingers slid between the lips of my sex. “You’re already wet for me. Tell me what you want.”

“You. Inside me,” I purred.

He picked me up and dropped me on top of the table. “My tongue?”

I nodded. “Yes, that too.”

Hooking both of my thighs over his shoulders, he bent his head and went to work on my pussy, diving into my depths like a famished wolf. He licked my clit until my juices spilled freely. I rocked my hips into his face with my thighs gripping his face and digging my heels into his back. My climax came long and hard.

“Please fuck me now, Jayce,” I pleaded.

He rose above me and positioned himself between my thighs. I kissed him, sharing the taste of my essence on his lips. Spreading my legs wide, I took all of him.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned as he entered me. “I’ll never get tired of this. Of you. All of this is mine. All of this belongs to me.”

“Yes. Yours.”

He grabbed my ass and drove himself to the hilt and immediately set a pace that rocked another orgasm straight out of me. He plunged and pounded until the sounds of our love-making filled the kitchen. He buried his head and suckled my nipples.

“Bite them,” I urged.

He nipped at my buds and I threw my head back to give him full access.

“You like when I bite you like that.”

“Yes!” I cried out when his wicked teeth scraped across my nipple.

“I love how your pussy sucks me deep inside…like that,” he panted. “Just like that.”

“Jayce…oh, God…I’m coming,” I shrieked.

My wet pussy milked him. I could hear his cock dipping in and out my juices. Sounds of our flesh coming together intensely filled the room.

“Ah!” He tongued and nipped the column of my neck. “Violet…fuck.”

His facial expression contorted as he focused his energy on taking me over the edge. This time we came together. As he released his seed, white-hot energy consumed me, fully taking over me.

I panted as the last remnants of our climax faded away, but when I felt his cock hardening in my sex, I knew there was more to come. And I wanted more.

I licked my lips. “Fuck me again.”

He growled and his cock throbbed to life.