Page 244 of Bride of Choice

Rek’s hands began to fidget where they were stuffed up my shirt. “Rek like that.” He liked it a lot from the way he was purring like a madman. Jerking his hands free, he slapped them to his hips. He’d look super serious if he wasn’t sporting a massive woody. “How Jojomine want Rek make proposal?”

Thinking about that for a minute, I knew I wanted it to be his idea as well, to some extent, otherwise it wouldn’t feel genuine. When I told him as much, he grunted, and began scratching at his temple.

With a series of loud grunts preceding it, he admitted, “Lo denaii proposal, want female, take female. Bring to village. Male give pelt. Female take. Male take female to claim. Bite. They mate and make babies. Lo denaii only mate one.”

My hand lifted, going to the bite marks scarring my shoulder and neck. My fingers smoothed over them as he watched.

“Rek? Am I already your mate to you, for real, completely?” I asked, feeling stupid as it occurred to me.

Meeting my gaze evenly, possession glittering in those brilliant green depths, he gave a short nod. “Rek fight it, first. Think naughty female that make Rek want be bad not good.” His purr kicked up again, a guttural sound joining in. “Rek see, Jojomine good naughty, want Rek be good bad male. Rek bad for Jojomine. Time Rek see, Rek know Rek make big mess. Rek have to fix. Rek not smart but Rek try. Do anything for my Jojomine. Always want.”

“That’s probably the sweetest fucking thing you’ve ever said, you big idiot.” Reaching for him, I jerked him down to me. Wrapping my arms around him, I planted one on him that had him groaning against my lips. “Fuck a proposal. Claim me,” I mumbled as we broke for air, right before diving in once more.

“Mine,” Rek muttered, grabbing for my pants to undo them and yank them down my hips.

Realizing my boots were in the way, he growled at them but jerked back to kneel at my feet as they dangled over the side of the bed to remove them.

“The door,” I remembered, sitting up to slide out of my jacket and shirt.

Rek popped up and ran over to slap the door shut, then ran right back over to me, stumbling over his own feet in the process.

I laughed at his exuberance.

“Rek hurry. Case Jojo change mind,” he muttered as he worked to get me naked.

When I was in nothing but socks and panties, his hungry rumble as he admired me was everything.

“I don’t think that’ll be a problem,” I muttered, my hand going to the waistband of my panties that have definitely seen better days as he dropped down, kneeling between my legs, and rolled one of my socks off. “You’re stuck with me, I’m afraid, I’ve realized. You’ve been an outright asshole, a pain in my ass, the thorn in my side, and everything in between and still… can’t fucking quit you.”

Rek’s head shot up at my words and a sound between a snarl and a guttural growl left him. Gripping my knees, holding them open to him, balled up sock still in hand, he leaned in, hot breath fanning over my sex as those noises kept up, and just when I thought he might snap and rip my panties off to have his wicked way with me, he buried his face between my legs, lips pulled back in a snarl, and growled so loud and hard into my panty covered clit a loud moan escaped me.

Who needed Bob? Fuck Bob. God, that felt so good.

My panties grew damp as he kept it up, working that throbbing nub through the material until I was right there on the edge, ready to tip over.

Pulling back, he glanced down towards the floor as he settled on his haunches.

“Why did you stop?!” I burst out, to pause as a loud crinkling sounded. What the-

“Is this a joke?” I spluttered as he lifted up, tossed the roll of plastic wrap down next to me, and proceeded to carefully drag my panties down over my hips, his fingers trailing after.

“Rek proposal,” he purred, grinning too widely, mischief dancing in those bright green peepers.

“Why am I alarmed and oddly turned on at the same time?” I wondered aloud.

“Jojomine naughty. That why.” His voice had deepened, a gravelly rumble that danced along my nerve endings and sent gooseflesh pebbling along my skin. Tingles of anticipation filled me, a quiver in my belly that had no quit in it starting up.

“What- What, uhm, are you going to do to me?” I was going for sex kitten ready to be pounded, but sounded more like a squeaky mouse with a frog in my throat.

“No move. No talk,” Rek rumbled ominously.

“Or what?” I quipped, unable to help myself.

Rek grinned even wider and lifted up the plastic wrap. I felt my eyes widening as he unraveled a decent sized length of it.

When he ripped off a piece and flattened it over me, then another, and another, I had no idea what the hell he was up to but like fuck could I have kept a straight face even if I tried.

“Shhh. Rek proposal,” he grumbled down at me with a thunderous look.

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