Chapter 21

21

ACE

“ I love you.” I had no idea that three simple words could make you feel like a king, but that's exactly how my Libby makes me feel. She’s always giving and showing me things I didn’t know. Libby thinks I’m showing her the world, but she’s doing the same for me. Just in different ways.

“That’s my girl.” I brush my mouth on hers. “I love you, too.”

“Then make love to me,” Libby whispers against my lips.

“Now you’re giving the orders?”

“Maybe this one time.”

I can’t help but smile. Mom had always told us that we would know when we found the one. I can’t help but think she had a hand in it somehow. I don’t care if that sounds crazy. I never believed in things like that until now. Fate is making me a believer.

“Babe, we both know who’s really in charge,” I say before I claim her mouth. The teasing is over. I need her. I can’t wait another second to fully make her mine.

I carry her inside and up to our place. I don’t stop until I make it to the bed. “Naked,” I grunt out.

I’ve been dreaming about this from the moment I laid eyes on her. I watch as she follows my orders. Stripping off her clothes, baring herself to me. Not only in the physical way, either. She’s giving herself to me completely in this moment, body and soul. Instilling her trust in me. Giving me the most precious part of her. I’m going to cherish her and every second of making her completely mine.

“So fucking beautiful.” She’s a vision.

I don’t deserve her, but that’s not going to stop me. I reach back, grabbing my shirt and pulling it off. I quickly lose the rest of my clothes. I watch as Libby’s eyes run all over my naked body. She eats me up, and I love every fucking second of it. Gone is that shy girl. I love how confident she is now in front of me. It only makes me desire her more. I want her to have that with me.

“Ace.” She reaches her hand out to stroke my hard cock. I let out a groan, feeling her soft touch against my skin. “Make me yours.” She is already mine; God knows she owns every part of me.

I lean down, taking her mouth. I should probably be gentler, but my control is slipping. She matches my vigor, letting me know she wants it this way. We might have been getting each other off over the last week, but we both needed it. It was all still a tease leading to this. It’s how I want her. I need her to want this.

“On our bed,” I order. “I want your legs spread for me.” She lets out a little moan. My girl loves when I boss her around. She doesn’t hesitate to follow my orders.

I stroke my cock as I take her in, watching her spread her beautiful thighs for me, showing me the heaven between them. Every inch of her is perfection. I’m not sure how she can look so innocent and yet so fucking naughty at the same time. I can’t take another second of this torture. I need to touch her, taste her, and bury my cock deep inside of her.

I make my way up the bed, climbing between her thighs. I lean down, taking her mouth in a quick kiss. My cock brushes against her wet heat, begging me to slide into her. But I know I need to get her ready first. Take it slow, I remind myself. I need to make this good for her.

I proceed to place open-mouth kisses down the column of her neck, making my way down to her tits. I suck one of her tight buds into my mouth. Libby writhes underneath me.

“Ace. Please,” she begs.

I release her nipple from my mouth, giving it one last lick before I continue my journey down, kissing her soft belly until I get to her sweet spot. I kiss the inside of each of her thighs, her hips rising off the bed to try to get closer to my mouth. I give her what she needs, my mouth descending on her, sucking her hard little clit. She goes off for me instantly.

As her orgasm courses through her body, I insert a finger inside of her, getting her ready for me. I’ve been doing this over the last week. She’s so damn tiny. I’ve been working her up to this.

“You saved this for me, didn’t you, Libby? You’re my good girl, aren’t you?” I work another finger into her. “Need your words.”

“I saved it for you.” She screams as I hook my finger inside while my tongue circles her clit.

She goes over the edge for me again, flooding my mouth with her orgasm. I drink every drop of her down. I give her clit one last kiss before I position myself over her. We lock eyes as I line myself up with her entrance. Libby opens her thighs wider in invitation. I push in a few inches. Her hands grip my shoulders.

“I saved it for you to love.” I thrust fully into her. I grit my teeth as her tiny, warm cunt locks around my cock. I have to fight to keep from coming already. Libby’s nails dig into me, but she never breaks eye contact. My girl is tougher than she knows.

“Damn, baby, you are so tight.” I pull out and thrust back into her. “You kept it sweet for me, didn’t you?”

“Yes,” she moans.

“Kept it locked up tight so only I could have it.” I thrust faster.

“Oh,” she moans again for me.

“That’s right, baby. It’s all mine, and I’m taking it.”

“Ace.” I feel her pussy start to flutter. My balls draw up, but I fight it. I’m not coming until she does, and my filthy words are working her up.

“You can’t stop it now. All of you belongs to me.” I tilt my hips to hit deep inside of her, making sure I grind against her clit. “Now come for me. Milk my cock with that virgin pussy. Make me belong to you.”

That sets her off. Her cunt locks down hard around my cock. Libby’s body is doing as I ordered. I groan as my release spills inside her. She pulses around my cock, taking in every drop of me. I bury my face in her neck, breathing her in. Libby is worth everything I've done in life to get here.

“Wow,” she whispers. Her fingers stroke up and down my back like she’s soothing the beast. The beast she just conjured because that’s what I was. Her beast. I’d do anything for her, to protect her. “Now you marked me inside and out.”

I roll, pulling Libby into my arms to hold her close. “You marked me too,” I tell her. She lets out a sigh, relaxes into me, and drifts off to sleep.

I could watch her sleep forever. That’s what I want to do right now, but I still have one more thing to handle. I press a kiss to Libby’s forehead before I slip from the bed. I pull the blanket up over her naked body before I get myself dressed quietly. I don’t want to wake her.

In the safe room, I check my clip before popping it back into my gun and cocking one into the chamber. I screw on the silencer before securing it on me. Then I check my feeds and my phone. I see the alert from Garrett. I power down the surveillance and disengage my locks.

The trap has been set. Every day we left, I made sure to only lock the handle of the back door. You can’t make it too easy. I’d like to think that no one is that stupid, but I know that they could be. Criminals are some of the dumbest.

Libby’s father had no fucking clue who I was. His obsession with Libby also clouded his judgment. Libby had no idea why her mother loathed her so much. I’m not sure telling her would help. Who wants to find out their mom doesn’t like them because their father has a sick fascination with them, so she’s jealous?

She’s been one of the many pushing back at Heaven’s Temple. I'm at a loss for how to handle the women. Her mind is warped. I'm not sure if this is a reflection of who she is or if life has shaped her this way. However, her mother was among the first followers. She hadn’t grown up in this life. There was a choice on her end. They all broke off from another church. It too had radical ideas, but not this bad.

I slide on a pair of gloves before I give Libby one last look. She’s sleeping soundly. I leave her to her dreams, slipping out the door and carefully down the stairs, evening out my breaths. I press my back against the wall and wait. It doesn’t take long for the fucker to pick the lock.

I let him slip right in, but not far. He barely makes it a few inches before I round the corner and wrap my hand around his throat, while the other easily yanks the gun from his hand and tosses it away.

“You—” I cover his mouth, slamming him hard enough to the wall to knock the air from his lungs. I jam my knife into his thigh. The same spot he scarred my girl. He screams into my hand as I twist the blade, leaving it stuck there. I pull out my own gun, pressing it under his chin.

“Me.” I stare into his eyes. “She’s mine.” I pull the trigger.

He’s had a chance to get away, but he’d made his choice, so I made mine. I let his body slide to the floor, opening the back door for Garrett.

“That was quick.”

“My woman is waiting in bed for me.” I wasn’t going to waste my time on this piece of shit. He’ll never be a threat to her again.

“I get that.” Garrett smirks. “I got this.”

“Thanks.”

“What are brothers for?” I shake my head but chuckle.

I strip off my clothes and drop them down on the ground for Garrett to take care of before heading back upstairs. I shower and change before I slip back into bed with Libby. She rolls, snuggling her face into me, her hand coming to rest on my chest, our legs tangled together.

“Did you get up?” she asks, not opening her eyes.

“Yeah, I had to grab something.” I take the ring I’m holding and slip it on her finger. It’s a blue sapphire with diamonds that surround it. It’s a perfect match to her eyes. Those eyes captured my heart from the moment they first met mine.

I’ve now Claimed Her Forever , in every way. Libby claimed me long ago.