Protective Beast - Page 15

I kiss her hard on the mouth in front of everyone. I don’t care if the whole school is watching. I’m glad everyone knows she’s taken. I’m glad they know she belongs to the beast.

I’m a possessive fucker who’s not above staking my claim on this sweet girl. I’d make her carry a sign that says Property of Elijah Stoll if I thought she would go for it.

I don’t like any of these boys looking at her, let alone talking to her or flirting with her. It makes me crazy to think about.

“How was your day, baby?” I ask when I pull away. “Did any of those pricks bother you?”

She quickly shakes her head. “No, not at all. Actually, everyone was really nice. It was weird.”

“Good,” I say as I keep my arms wrapped around her. “You let me know if that changes, okay?”

She nods her head as she licks her lips. “I will, Elijah. I think you made your point though.” She laughs. “The football team seems terrified of you, so now they’re terrified of me too.”

I grin. Good. That’s exactly what I wanted.

“Ready to go home?” I ask.

She looks up at me shyly, biting her bottom lip, cheeks blushing.

“What is it?”

“Ummm…” she says, hesitating. “I was thinking that maybe we… could…”

“Yeah?”

“Go to your place today instead?”

I swallow hard as I look down at her, wondering if this is what I think it is. I’ve been fantasizing about getting her alone every second I’m awake, but at the same time, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I rushed her. She is only eighteen and I would never pressure her into losing her virginity even though it feels like I won’t be able to breathe until I take it from her.

“My place?” I repeat.

She nods with a sexy grin on her face.

“Hop in the truck. I’ll give you a VIP tour of my house.”

I open the door and she giggles as she hops in.

My heart is racing as I get in my truck and start the engine. Her sweet scent fills the interior and I can’t help but get hard. I want her so badly.

I race home, barely able to speak until I’m parked in the driveway with the keys in my hand.

“If you come in,” I warn her. “I might not ever let you leave.”

“Don’t tease me,” she says with a flirty grin before opening the door and hopping out. My eyes drop to her nice round ass. It looks perfect in those tight yoga pants and my hands start tingling as I imagine how amazing it would feel to grab it.

In a few minutes, I’ll find out.

I get out of the truck and walk her to the front door.

“You bought this house?” she asks as she looks around. When I was shopping around for houses, I had narrowed it down to two. I picked this one because of the large backyard and the nice porch. Now that I’m seeing her on it, looking so at home, I’m glad I picked this one.

“I bought it three years ago when my personal training business started to take off,” I say with a nod. “I had an image of living here with the girl of my dreams and filling it with a bunch of adorable children. That girl wasn’t around, so your cousin moved in instead.”

She laughs as she looks at the large windows and the beautiful maple tree in the front.

“The girl of my dreams is here now, so I think I’m going to have to tell your cousin he’s getting evicted.”

Her eyebrows raise as she looks at me in shock. “I’m the girl of your dreams?”

I step toward her, gently take her chin in my large hand, and softly kiss her on the lips. “Not just the girl of my dreams, Ali. You’re my soul mate too. Come inside and I’ll show you how we belong together.”

I can see the need in her blue eyes as she stares up at me. That need is mine to take care of. It’s mine to quench.

I open the door and we walk inside. “I’ll give you the tour,” I say as I toss my keys onto the table. “You want to start with the kitchen?”

She shakes her head as she closes the door and leans her back against it. “I want to start with the bedroom.”

I let out a low rumbling growl as I step forward and grab her. She whelps as I toss her over my shoulder and head to the stairs.

Her gorgeous ass is right beside my face and I inhale deeply, trying to get a whiff of her warm virgin cunt. I can’t smell a thing, so I hurry up the stairs. I’m in an urgent rush to rip these clothes off and bury my face between her legs. I want to drown in her juices. I want to devour her honey.

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