Page 22 of Claiming What's His

King

Istudy Shelby while I wait for her to finish eating the slice of chocolate cake I got her for dessert. She’s happy and she keeps touching her phone like it’s precious. I’m pretty sure that other than her grandmother, she’s just not used to people doing nice things for her. She keeps saying she shouldn’t accept it because of the cost, but I’m not going to leave her a choice. I plan on buying her a lot more than a phone. It’s just she needed this right now. She can’t be home alone without one. I still want to know why she broke her phone, but she keeps changing the subject. I normally wouldn’t let her away with that, but there’s something about Shelby that tells me she needs to be handled gently. I’ve never been one to be gentle, but for her I want to be.

After she’s done with her food, I notice there’s a bit of frosting on her lips. I brush it away with my thumb softly before leaning in to kiss her, sliding my tongue into her mouth as she softly moans. My cock is instantly erect, pushing at my jeans as the sound washes through me. She stands on the tips of her toes, grabbing my face, and deepening the kiss.

Green flag.

That’s the only sign I need to pick her up. She wraps her legs around my waist as I carry her to her room. I keep a firm grip on her ass, her skin branding me with a heat that settles into my fucking soul. I pillage her mouth, tasting every inch of it and committing it to memory. It feels as if I’ve waited for her for a lifetime. I can’t even break the kiss as we walk down the small hall to her room. Our tongues war with one another, our teeth clash and my lungs burn. With one kiss I’m consumed by her.

Shelby doesn’t know it yet but she’s claiming me as much as I am her.

I couldn’t tell you how I navigated the walk here, but I make it and that’s all that counts. I lay her carefully down on her bed, following her, bracing my weight on my arm, being careful not to scare her. I don’t want her to feel like I’m rushing it, but the way her body molds beneath mine is testing the limits of my control. God, she tastes so fucking sweet. I need to be buried inside of her. Yet, I know I can’t. Shelby has been hurt before. A man would have to be a fool not to see it—even if I didn’t know some of her past already.

Today, she was terrified when I first got here with the food and that’s just one sign of many. I saw the same reactions in my mother growing up, so I know how to read them—even if Shelby tries to hide it. I push those thoughts away for now.

I plan on bringing her so much pleasure that she learns that’s all she will ever get from me when I touch her. I want her to look at me and see that satisfying her and making her come is all I want when we’re together.

I want her to feel safe.

I’m surrounded by her sweet scent as her soft lips are pushed against mine, our tongues dancing—imitating exactly what I want to do with her body. I’m so hard my balls hurt. This isn’t about me though. This is about Shelby.

I pull back to look down at her, her hair falling loose letting it fan out around her like a crown of glory. Her eyes are hooded, lips swollen, bruised from my kiss, and parted as she pants to catch her breath.

I’ve warned her I’m claiming her and that’s exactly what I’m doing. Yet, I’m only going to do it at a pace I know she’s comfortable with. I need to tread carefully while showing her a glimpse of the passion she ignites within me. I lean forward, giving her a quick kiss on her lips before moving down her chin to her neck. The robe she has on is hanging open. I follow it down, kissing an imaginary line, licking and nibbling my way down the soft valley of her breasts. I slide the fabric from her body, getting it out of my way, revealing her breasts.

They’re full and heavy in my hand, overfilling my hand. Her nipples are pink and full and as I suck one into my mouth, I groan with how perfect it feels pressed against the roof of my mouth as I suck.

“Fuck,” I growl, before latching back on and teasing the other by rolling it between my fingers.

Her hips begin to rock against me. Her moves are unpracticed, and I pull back to see her emerald eyes swimming in lust. She’s going to be the death of me if she keeps moving like this. I’ll come in my damn pants. Her nails bite into my back, holding me in place as I continue to focus my attention on her breasts, doing my best to drive her wild with hunger—a hunger only I can slake.

I move further down her body, until I’m settled between her legs, peeling away the rest of her robe, until her whole body is completely exposed for me.

“King,” she breathes, as I place my hand on each of her thighs.

Even in her passion, I can see a little fear. It kills me. Fear is the last thing I want her to experience in my presence.

“I’m only going to make you feel good, beautiful. Do you trust me?”

Her teeth come down to bite on her lower lip, her eyes round as she studies my face. “I do,” she finally admits, and those two words soothe me in a way nothing else could.

I pull her legs up so the heels of her feet rest against my back and kiss my way down her thigh to her knee. I’m purposefully taking my time, wanting to heighten her need before I bury my head between her legs and taste what is mine and mine alone. Still, I can smell her desire, the scent is heavy in the air. It calls to me, awakening a hunger in me so deep that I can’t ignore it.

While keeping my grip on one leg, I move two fingers down her pussy, gathering the cream that is painting the lips of her pussy. I lean forward to slide my tongue inside her wet slit, tasting her. I moan against her soft, soaked flesh, never having tasted anything so sweet in my life.

Shelby’s legs tremble around me as I flatten my tongue out and lap slowly at her cunt. I tease her with my tongue, lapping at her clit and sucking on the throbbing little button as I slide my fingers inside her greedy pussy.

Her soft moans echo around me, her body writhing beneath me, signals she’s with me. I slowly push my fingers inside. Her muscles clamp down immediately, squeezing the fuck out of my digits. I growl, wishing it was my cock. It takes all the strength I have not to say fuck it, and just slam inside of her and fuck her raw. That’s not what she needs and that’s not the man I want to be with her.

I continue teasing her clit with my tongue, as my fingers find a rhythm that I can tell she loves. My gaze moves to her face to see her head thrown back in passion. Her whole body is vibrating, her breath coming in ragged pants. She’s going to go off like a rocket soon and I’ve barely begun playing with her.

“Eyes on me, beautiful,” I order, my voice hoarse with hunger. Shelby looks down at me and fuck, she’s so beautiful it hurts. “I want to see you as you come. Look at me and give me what I need.”

She bites her lip as I lean forward to lick her pussy again. I keep our eyes locked as I start to move my fingers at a faster pace. Her juices slide out, bathing my tongue and you can hear my fingers move in and out of her. Shelby’s fucking soaked for me. I bury my head between her legs as far as I can get it. Letting her ride it as her body begins to jerk and quiver, her hips rocking out desperate to come.

The sugar walls of her cunt are practically pulsating as her muscles squeeze my fingers and she rides my face. Her fingernails scoring my skin.

“King!” she cries out. I look up and she’s staring straight at me.

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