Page 102 of Plug and Claim

And he was not nearly as fond of Gloria, who did not share Kira’s wholehearted passion, nor her steadfast moral compass.

Both women were ambitious, but unlike Gloria, Kira was selfless in her motivations, and her vision for a better world resonated with him. She made him believe that anything was possible—that maybe he could be different. And he wanted that in his life.

He wanted her, if only for a little while longer. To be near her, admiring her even as he tried to bend her to his will.

It was one of the reasons he was putting off the marriage proposal. He could have taken Kira to the club right now and used her to win Gloria’s hand in marriage, but he was happy for an excuse to delay the inevitable for as long as possible.

He wanted more time with Kira.

Eventually, once Gloria was his, he would hold up his end of the bargain with Kira, even if he didn’t like the terms—he would have to preserve her virginity so the Poplarin Pack would take her back. Even then, they would be reluctant, especially when she smelt of him…but Mark, in particular, would be unable to resist the lure of her virginity. The alpha had something of a reputation at the school for deflowering virgins and had even succeeded in extending his services to a couple of first year vampiresses who hadn’t known any better.

Nathaniel exhaled through his nostrils. The thought of Mark and the other alphas being anywhere near Kira made him sick.

She’s mine.

But as his, she deserved the best of what he could give her, and if she wanted to be a pack member, he would help ensure she achieved that goal. It was his fault the wolves had shunned her. He shouldn’t have lost control and bitten her, and he felt sorry for that. Which was why he would make it up to her and ensure that she experienced that sense of belonging to a wolf pack.

He drummed his fingers on the desk. The room had become quiet. Kira was curled up at the foot of the bed, still in human form as she inspected the metal cuff around her ankle. He wondered if she’d ever morphed in the privacy of her dorm room.

Another thought snuck into his mind. Had she ever thought of him in the privacy of her bedroom?

His cock was hardening at the mere thought of her playing with herself, and a deep yearning pushed itself into his mind: he wanted to take her virginity himself. He wouldn’t be gentle, either. To him, she wasn’t just a quick lay like she was to Mark. She consumed him, and he would leave her in no doubt of that when he made her feel the full force of him.

He exhaled again, letting out a long breath he’d been holding. The anticipation was killing him, the urge to hold her down and penetrate her strong. The bed was right there. It was the perfect place to take her. He was ready to give her everything and unravel inside her. Would she fight him, or would she give in?

He wanted her to give in, to pull him close even as she wanted to push him away.

The sound of Kira drinking from the water bowl interrupted his thoughts. It was music to his ears.

His eyes had gone out of focus, but as he shook his head to clear it, Kira lifted her head and looked at him imploringly. She’d been ignoring him, but now that he had her attention—and she very much had his—he pushed his chair back and went to her. Crouching down, he unlocked the metal cuff around her ankle. She stayed still as he tossed the chain aside.

“Remove your clothes.”

Kira tensed but obeyed. She’d already removed her blazer, and he noticed her blouse was still unbuttoned. She shrugged out of it, holding it out and dropping it at his feet pointedly with a withering look.

Hot.

The skirt was next, followed by her undergarments. Her breasts were the perfect size, the dark nipples striking him helpless, and he loved how they jiggled as she bent down to remove her red socks.

“Allow me,” he said, crouching down and rolling down her socks. He bent his head to kiss her thigh, but then thought better of it—he didn’t trust her not to knee him in the face.

He tossed the socks to join the pile of clothes and took a step back to admire her naked body. She stared back at him, and he was pleased to see the fire still burning brightly in her eyes.

“Your turn,” she said.

Nathaniel smiled. “Maybe later. Go use the bathroom. Wash yourself. When you are done, you will join me on the bed.”

Kira’s eyes widened. “On the bed?”

“Yes, pet.”

He could tell she wanted more information, but she seemed to think better of asking. Even he hadn’t decided what he would do to her. He only knew he needed to feel her.

He watched, transfixed, as Kira walked into the bathroom. He had a perfect view of her backside—toned brown skin, round ass, wide hips and muscled shoulders. Her legs were muscled and shapely, but he was pleased to see the slight pudginess of her thighs. He wanted to see those curves compress as she sat astride his cock.

If only.

He’d caught a glimpse of the delicate dark hair on her mound, and it left him breathless as he recalled the feel of the soft hairs on his knuckles as he’d fingered her. It was a shame he had to tame her. Eventually, he would make her shave her pussy, but for now, he savoured its thick wildness. Thoughts of pushing his cock through the nest of hairs and embedding himself inside her made his balls ache painfully.