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“If you’re sure.” Troj takes off his cut and drapes it over my shoulder. It smells of him, and I naturally wrap it around me tighter. Then pressing a kiss on the top of my head, he picks his beer off the bar and follows Jessie out.
Maddy looks like she’s ready to burst, and Rogue slides up behind her. “Yo, blondie,” she calls over to the woman behind the bar. “Another two here,” she orders, with a smile that even I can tell is fake.
“I don’t know what just happened,” I admit. Troj’s sudden need to show open affection has me confused. Maddy and Rogue look at each other, and both raise their brows.
“You’ve just been claimed,” Rogue tells me smugly, grabbing the two shots off the bar and heading back toward the table.
“Welcome to the family.” Maddy crushes me with another hug, and when I figure whatever this is must be a big deal to them all, I can’t help get swept away in the excitement of it.
Troj returns not long after, and Jessie and Maddy join in the game of cards. Troj asks if I want to play too, but I don’t know how, so I politely decline. He orders me another drink, and it quickly relaxes me. Almost enough for me to not care that all the unclaimed girls are stabbing me with their eyes.
When I’ve finished and Troj asks if I want to go back to the cabin, I answer him yes a little too enthusiastically. It’s not that I don’t like it here, in fact, I feel rather at home among Troj’s friends. I’ve just been anticipating what he promised me down at the river all day, and the wine has made me feel more confident about it.
He rides us back up to the cabin, and when we step inside he slides his cut off my shoulders and hangs it on the back of his door.
Standing behind me, his hand slides gently over my shoulder as he presses soft kisses across my collarbone, moving them up my neck.
“What did that mean, down at the club?” I ask, as he spins my body around, standing us nose to chest. I look up at him and wonder how the hell I got here. I could never have predicted my life would end up so different.
“I needed everyone at the club to know that we’re a thing now. It’s one less thing for me to worry about,” he tells me, unashamed.
“And what about my uncle, don’t you think he needs to know too?” I point out.
“I’m going to speak with him tomorrow, and I ain’t asking his permission,” he warns. “But I know how much his blessing means to you, and, for that reason, I’ll get it.”
“I don’t think you’ll get it.” I look down sadly, there’s no way my uncle will ever approve of us.
Troj forces me to look up at him.
“I’ll make sure I get it,” he assures me.
“What you gonna do, beat it out of him?” I laugh, trying to lighten the mood, and when Troj’s face remains serious, I quickly swallow the lump in my throat.
“About what you said earlier at the river…” His voice is low and husky, and I feel it vibrate in my chest.
“I meant it, all of it,” I interrupt, I may not know much about the world outside the reservation but I know how I feel, and what I want.
“I wanna do things properly. And don’t think for one moment that ain’t killing me. I just want everything to be right for you. I can’t offer you a lot, Shan, but I can offer you that,” he tells me calmly.
“I want it to be special too. But Troj, there’s this constant itch inside of me whenever we’re together, like no matter how close we get it’s not enough.”
He dips his head to plant more kisses into the hollow of my neck, seeming to know exactly where the triggers are.
“I think I can scratch that itch,” he whispers, his teeth grazing over my earlobe, causing me to moan and leak into my panties all at the same time.
“You want me to take care of it?” His warm breath touches my skin, and I find my head nodding back at him before he’s even finished asking the question.
Troj laughs to himself as he takes my hand and walks us into his bedroom.
“You need me to stop, you tell me, okay?” He draws me closer, slowly untucking the shirt from my jeans before his palms slide around my back and cup my ass. He lifts me up so I’m straddling his hips, the same way we were earlier at the river.
His hands squeeze tighter, pressing me harder against his solid manhood. “Promise me, you’ll tell me to stop if you need me to.”
“I promise,” I assure him, desperate to experience whatever he has planned for me.
Troj lowers me onto his mattress, taking his time as he opens the buttons on my shirt, then lets his fingers trail over the bare skin he exposes. I close my eyes, curious about where his fingertips will explore next. His hands feel so good against my skin, like they were made for this purpose alone, and I gasp in shock when I feel something warm and wet cover my nipple. Opening my eyes back up I see him looking up at me, watching for my reaction as he sucks me gently between his lips.
The current of pleasure travels straight between my legs, causing a damp spot in my panties that I really hope he won’t notice.
