Chapter 7

Seven

Bella

P owerful fingers dig into the flesh of my ass possessively. Lips come over my pulse point and the second the tip of his tongue strokes over my skin I want to melt into him.

Suddenly he steps away from me. His soaked shirt lands on top of my discarded gown right along with his shoes and pants.

Muscles, tattoos, and an array of scars cover a beautiful masculine body that has taken a devastating amount of pain. I can see it in the burn scars, healed-over bullet holes and what look like healed knife wounds over taut pecs.

"What happened to you, Valerian?" I trace the pad of my finger over part of the scar that runs from the side of his face, down his shoulder and around his back. I circle him and he lets me take in everything about him.

He's made for leading others. Powerful legs, strong wide shoulders made for carrying the burdens of many, and an aura of danger that speaks both of death and protection. At least to me anyway. He'll drop bodies yet I've seen him protect the innocent with my own eyes.

I place a kiss between his shoulder blades. He shudders under the slight warmth of my lips. I walk to the edge of the glowing sitting pool. In the bottom is a long bench where you can sit with your body submerged. On the other end is another bench. That one is above the water but with another statue of Aphrodite's marble lover, Ares, offering a mist of water over the bathers like an indoor waterfall. It's gloriously beautiful.

"I like it when you say my name." Warm arms come around me and settle just below my breasts. His thumb strokes the tender flesh, causing my clit to throb with need.

I rest my head against his shoulder and arch my back. In tune with my silent desires, Valerian wraps strong fingers around the heavy weight of my breasts.

I moan and sigh heavily. Between us his thick cock teases me with what I really want.

"So many people call me the Beast. Hearing my given name is a gift I didn't know I needed."

"Valerian," I whisper breathlessly.

"You belong to me, Bella. I want you so deeply it hurts to the core of my being."

He eases us into the water and glides us to the bench in the middle of the blue shimmering bath. Heat envelops us and the chill of the night fades.

Vines grow from lattice molded into arches over the indoor sitting pool. Tiny pink and yellow flowers reach from their perch, stretching for the water. If I squint my eyes just right, they look like stars in an emerald sky.

"Wrap your legs around my waist and lay back in the water. Let it warm your body, little rose."

I hook my feet at his back and let the water have my weight. Water plays over my nipples, and I can feel the heat of his stare on them. Callused hands stroke over every exposed inch of my body. Since I'm fully naked in the water there isn't a part of my body he is not caressing.

"Mm," I moan shamelessly. "Your touch is divine, Valerian. Please don't stop."

Between us, his erection brushes against the folds of my pussy like a promise that will be fulfilled this time around.

I gaze down my body to watch as his head dips to draw a nipple into his hot, hungry mouth. "Such responsive, pretty nipples. So fucking suckable," he growls around a mouth full of me and I won't lie. I go completely freaking weak in his arms.

"Does that feel better?"

The cold has faded for sure. Heat blooms inside me and if it were not for the water, I'd be creaming all over Valerian.

I come to rest on his lap, sitting up. Loose strands of dark hair have fallen over his forehead. I brush them aside and lower my lips to his and for the first time, I kiss the kingpin.

Taking control is addictive and I like how his breath hitches when I stroke my tongue over his bottom lip.

His hands find my ass and he drags me fully against him. We only teased each other in our first encounter. Now, his large cock slides through my folds in a way that says tonight he's taking me.

He's not entering me. Not yet, but the head of his shaft plays at the opening of my channel.

I tremble in his hold and break our kiss. "It feels more than better, Valerian," I moan. It takes me a minute to find my words when I rather he fuck me senseless. But I need him to hear what I have to say.

"I don't know what is happening between us, but I want more. Please don't think less of me when I say this but…"

"But what, Bella. Tell me." He leans in and kisses my shoulder, my neck, and then he breaches my virgin channel just enough to have me gasping.

Lashes fall over my cheeks and the world around me goes black.

"Valerian! Oh, God! What you do to me is sinful."

Pain buries just under the surface of all the pleasure his touch fills me with. He slips out and gently teases me again.

"You were saying, little rose?" he coaxes, his voice steely and rough.

I force my eyes open. My body is drugged with lust, but my brain is telling me to move my lips or lose the chance. "I dreamed about you. Your kiss. The way you felt on top of me. It left me wanting to know the feel of your hands on my body. The feel of your body claiming mine."

He presses his forehead against mine. "How could I ever think less of you for being brave and speaking up about what you want?" The truth of his words reflects in his gentle strokes and the softness around his eyes.

He pushes to his feet and moves us to the exposed bench under Ares' warm mist. Water droplets cling to our naked bodies when Valerian spreads me out like a visual feast for a stony Ares to appreciate.

My hair spills over the sides of the bench, drawing Valerian's eye before his gaze moves to caress over the swells of my breasts and then lower.

Valerian straddles the bench, pulling my legs over the top of his. Powerful fingers grip my thighs. He massages his way up until he is within reach of my pulsating clit.

Using both thumbs, he caresses my folds. Slick heat blooms between my thighs and the tingles of electricity over my skin have me sliding my fingers through his tousled black hair as he lowers his mouth.

His eyes flick to mine one last time and I swear I see pure sin glitter in the blue of his eyes.

And then he drags the pad of his warm tongue through my dripping wet pussy lips.

I bow off the bench, shuddering and gasping.

He does it again and this time he gathers my clit between his lips and pulls the throbbing flesh into his hungry mouth. I moan, my whole body shaking and drowning in the need to climax. It doesn't linger on the fringes like when I tease my clit. Under Valerian's hungry mouth, my orgasm flashes through me and hits with the force of a summer storm.

I cry out and tighten my fingers in his hair. Thick fingers sink into my clenching pussy. He works the virgin flesh in and out until he has my hips bucking.

He rumbles a deep sound from the back of his throat. "Beautiful and delicious."

My heart rate doubles. Triples. My mouth opens and the cry of pleasure that falls from my lips sends a wave of ecstasy rippling through the atrium.

"Breathe," I hear him say and I draw oxygen into my lungs. "Just follow me and breathe when I do," he coaxes. For several moments I stare into his eyes and inhale when he does.

He comes over the top of me and lifts my leg with an easy glide of his hand beneath my knee.

"Was that the first time a man has made you climax?"

His slow, deep voice works through me, relaxing my quivering muscles.

"Yes," I offer in a whispered sigh.

"It will be the first of many. I promise."

He wraps my legs around his middle and effortlessly lifts me to his lap. I reach for his thick cock. How can I not? It's big, beautiful, and begging me to touch it. When my fingers wrap around the veined length, a primal rumble of appreciation lets me know he likes my touch as much as I like his.

Fire blazes in his eyes when he opens them and looks at me again. He traps my mouth in a hard, claiming kiss. He tastes of my release, wild passion, and dirty fun.

His hands grip my waist, and he lifts. Straddling him like this, I cling to him and whimper for more shamelessly.

"Take what you want, little rose."

Wordlessly, we lock gazes as I guide him to my entrance and lower myself over his cock. My folds spread around his engorged head and ever so slowly I take him an inch at a time inside my virgin channel.

Panting and trembling in his arms, I can't find it in me to take him the rest of the way inside me. "Valerian." My mouth hinges open on a heavy groan. "It hurts, Daddy." I tremble with the need to have him.

An animalistic growl tears from his lips. Raw animalistic power pulses with life between us and the vivid urge to let him devour me takes hold. Electric charges of attraction link us in a way I have never felt for another human being before, let a man.

"Say it again, my sweet Bella." His fingers dig into flesh possessively. Come morning I'll be wearing his mark in more ways than one.

"Daddy, help me. Take me. Please." My breath hitches. Heat floods my core.

"Let me help you, my little rose." He lays me back and stands over me, gripping my hips. I swallow hard, my body flushed with heat and tingles. He holds me to him. With his eyes locked on mine, Valerian sinks every inch in with one controlled thrust. My channel grips him and the bloom of fire deep in my core forces the air from my lungs.

He pulls his throbbing arousal from my pussy, gliding through my juices, and then drives back in groaning. I gasp from the shock and then dig my heels into the flesh of his ass, wanting him to do it again.

We find a rhythm and my hips rock to meet his thrusts. For every forward stroke he makes, I angle just right to take every inch of him as deep as possible. When our bodies collide, it's like fireworks go off inside me. His lips crash into mine and I tumble into the feeling of finally having him. Not a part of me remembers the icy rain or the fear of death. Not when my beast makes me more alive than I ever have. And not when he strokes the heat inside me into a raging inferno.

With a low growl, he leans over me and pulls me up with him. His lips take mine. Our ragged breaths mingle.

He breaks our kiss but I'm not ready to lose the feel of his hot mouth on mine. I drive my hands into his hair.

"Daddy, harder. I need to feel more of you."

I marvel at the sight when something in him shuts off and the primal part of him clicks on.

"Mine."

His.

Am I his?

Am I not? He owns me. But what exactly does that mean?

"Am I truly yours?"

I whimper as he withdraws, grips my hips, and pounds into me so hard my insides feel like they are on fire. Delicious sweet torture. We move harder and faster until I can feel my orgasm building to the strength of a nuclear bomb fueled by untamed passion.

"Mine and only mine. No other man will ever touch or possess your beauty, Bella. No one but me."

His words drip with finality, and I can't find it in me to fight them. I like belonging to him, but there is one more thing I need to hear.

"And you're mine, Daddy. Mine and mine alone."

"A promise I will never break."

Our harsh breaths mingle as our chests rise and fall. He reaches between us and the second his thumb strokes over my throbbing clit, I let out a toe-curling scream. I rock and grind myself against him gasping in pleasure as we move as one.

"Daddy, I'm coming!" I pant and let the power of my release ignite, consume, and chase away my fears of loneliness in a fiery blaze. He strokes the nub between my folds once again and that one little tease triggers a ripple effect through my entire body.

I cling to him and take comfort knowing he won't let me fall. His mouth clamps down on mine, and he steals the very air in my lungs. The sound of him driving into my wetness fills the atrium as he fucks me through my orgasm.

He breaks away and I look on as he licks my juices clean from his thumb. "My sweet little flower," he soothes against my lips and then kisses me hard. I can feel the energy of his essence pour into me. The fire of my orgasm sends me reeling and my body trembles in his arms.

Gripping my hips, he pulls out, hovers the head at the entrance and then slams into me only to pull out until only the bulbous head of his cock teases my entrance yet again.

My mouth falls open with a raspy gasp.

"Daddy, please. Do it again."

He repeats his torture of my body.

The sting of his thickness rushing through me, stretching me beyond belief is a delicious pain that makes me feel alive. He reaches for my breasts, takes the heavy weight in hand and devours my puckered nipple in his hungry mouth.

"Look how pretty you are. Only one thing could make you prettier and that is seeing you round with my baby." His voice is gruff and low but there is a look of longing in his eyes my lust-filled brain latches onto. And then I realize his hushed tone isn't meant for me. He's so far gone into our shared passion that he doesn't know he's voiced his thoughts until I gasp lightly.

Blue eyes swing to mine and we stay like this—still and absorbed in the fact he wants to get me pregnant.

My walls clamp around him and suck him deeper inside me. I've been in his arms less than an hour and he's already talking about breeding me? My brain is hooked on barely knowing the man, but my body is creaming all over his thick cock.

I grind against him harder and his muscles coil with power as he possesses me surrounded by the beauty of nature.

"Are you going to come in me, Daddy? Will you feed my pussy all your hot seed?" Never in a million years did I think I would ever be one of those women. But I love the wild look in his eyes and how impossibly hard he gets to ever not be a daddy's girl now.

"Every last fucking drop."

He roars and leans back and tightens his grip on my hips. He takes me so hard I feel his powerful thrusts to my very bones. I rock on his thickness and grind my clit against him.

I cry out and sink my teeth into my bottom lip when he draws a nipple into his hot, hungry mouth. Lips, teeth, and tongue all work in unison on one before he licks his way across to the other and repeats the sweet torture. His eyes flick up to mine and I try to hold them. I really do. But I literally cannot keep my eyes open from all the pleasure flooding my system. My head falls back and all I want to do is live in the moment. All the passion, all the chaos. It's thrilling.

He hooks his hands behind my knees and pulls until I can feel every single last throbbing inch of his cock inside me.

Harsh breaths tangle. I cry out in pure bliss and marvel at how my body swallows him whole.

He pulls out and thrusts back in, his balls slapping against my ass. My pulse pounds against my ribs.

"Valerian, harder. I'm going to come!" His hands hold me so tight as his slick cock tunnels deeper and deeper inside me. I cast around for purchase, but there's nothing to hold on to but him. My nails drag down the length of his back and he must like it because his thrusts become animalistic.

We move faster and our water-slick bodies writhe and grind together.

His length swells until I don't know if I can take the pain of him stretching me.

"Oh, God! It hurts, Daddy." But it feels so good, too.

"Come for Daddy, sweet Bella. Come for me one more time and I'll give you all of me."

"I can't. I don't…"

He completely ignores my protests and reaches between us and strokes my clit. I fall over the edge, and he comes with me. The pulse of his cock spilling his seed inside my womb is more than I can bear.

From the tips of my fingers all the way to my toes, adrenaline laced with fiery lust prickles throughout my body. Another orgasm tears through me and my body shakes from the force of my release. Hot seed spills down my thighs as I'm claimed by the beast under a blanket of colorful stars.