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Chapter Eight

Penelope

Folding my arms over my chest, I curl into myself; wishing the ground would open up and swallow me down.Virgin. Virgin. Virgin.The word swirls around my mind, taunting me.

My pulse pounds and I can feel it thrumming in my throat. Christian says something, but it doesn’t even register. He said that I don’t have to do anything physical, but for the first time in my life, I want to. I want him. I want all of it.

“I’m a virgin.” Word vomit spews from my lips, but it doesn’t stop there. “Never even kissed a guy until you, or had anyone touch me like that. But I liked it and I want to again, and I want to learn how to make you feel good too. So will you teach me?”

The words fall so quickly that I become lightheaded at the lack of oxygen. Nerves dance along my skin as I wait for his reaction. Wait for his disgust and the end of it all.

Christian slowly blinks, then his muscles grow taut and veins bulge along his arms. He clenches his hands and then wipesthem along the fabric of his jeans, leaving damp streaks across the fabric. Eyes blazing with lust, he rakes his gaze along my body and slowly swallows.

Striking quickly, he reaches out and yanks me flush against his big body before lifting me into the air. Instinctively, I wrap my legs around his waist as he palms my butt.

“Little bird, you’re all mine,” he growls, one hand sliding up my back to fist my hair. “I’m the only man who will ever touch you.”

His possessive words should scare me and send me running for the hills, but they don’t. They set off a warmth in my heart that radiates through every part of my body.

Unloved and unwanted my whole life. Maybe my luck is about to change. I know I shouldn’t trust it. This feeling. But oh, how I want to.

“Are you going to let me take you inside so I can eat you for lunch?” He grits, already heading up to the cottage.

His words send a bolt of energy straight to my clit and I grind down against him, already soaked.

“Yes,” I pant. “As long as I get to taste you, too.”

He chuckles darkly against my ear, and I can feel his length, hard and throbbing against my folds. I want to feel his heat against me, skin to skin.

“Baby girl, by the time we’re done, you’re not going to have a voice left from screaming my name.”

I let out a long moan as his cock bumps against my sensitive core.

We reach the door, and with a flick of his wrist, Christian quickly has us inside.

“My bedroom is just down that hallway, first room on the right,” I gesture, letting out a little giggle as I notice the ducklings trailing behind us. Christian follows my gaze and lets out a bark.

“Not for innocent eyes,” he says mischievously as he closes the door behind us. “Don’t want those ducklings to see what I’m about to do to their mama.”

He says, tossing me onto the bed, an enormous grin alighting his face. He stands at the edge, just staring at me with a predatory gleam in his eye.

It sends a thrill racing through me, and my sensitive nipples peak, rubbing against the soft material of my bra.

He steps closer, reaching for the hem of my shirt to tug it off, and it’s like a bucket of ice water is dumped on my head. In order for us to do this, he’s going to see me. Naked. Bare.

Oh, no. I’m too chubby, my breasts are too big, and my skin is too tan. All of my self-doubts creep, unwantedly, into my mind and I begin frantically searching for a solution.

Darkness, yes, darkness. I twist and turn on the bed, seeking the source of all the brightness, but the light isn’t on. The curtains are open…

“Wait,” I exclaim, just as his fingers reach for me. He stops immediately, concern on his face.

“Am I rushing you, Penny?” He asks, stepping back.

“No! No, I want this too. We should pull the blinds though, so we have privacy,” I try to convince him. He quirks his brow at me, clearly not buying a word of it.

“Privacy, right, from the goat?” he jokes, but goes over and closes the curtains just the same.

The room plunges into inky darkness, and I breathe out a sigh of relief. Quickly getting to my knees on the mattress, I pull my top over my head; I’m ready to feel his skin sliding against mine. And just then the lights turn on.

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