She liked Anika. Daniel's sister was an interesting person. She'd never met a lioness before. She wondered what Anika would look like in her own fur.
Charlotte chose a dress from the new wardrobe Daniel had bought her and went to change in the bathroom. As she peeled off her pants, Daniel came in leisurely. She didn't know how he did it. She was sure she'd locked the door.
"Hello? A little privacy here?" she said, annoyed.
"I missed you."
"Excuse me?"
"You're all I think about all day. I couldn't concentrate at all." Daniel pulled her into him and kissed her like a starving man.
She felt lightheaded when he finally released her. Did he miss her that much? Suddenly, she was self-conscious about the state of her clothing. She was practically in her bra and underwear while Daniel was dressed in his impeccable business suit.
She withdrew from him. "I … umh … " She didn't want Daniel to see her like this-an overweight woman.
But Daniel didn't seem to care. "How many times must I tell you that you belong to me? Your body is mine now, and I will do anything within my power to make your heart fall for me as well. When you wake up in the morning, the first thing in your mind should be me, and the last thing before you go to sleep is me. I'm going to fill your head so much that you'll be unable to think about anybody else but me. Do you understand our situation, Charlotte?"
Yikes. "That is corny and flat-out creepy."
A faint smirk blossomed at the corner of his mouth. Daniel stroked her hair and let strands curl on his long, tapered fingers. "Say what you will, but you and I are destined to be together-you know that. You are my mate, and I'll never let you go. Don't try to run because I'll find you no matter what. That's the end of this type of conversation."
Daniel leaned so close to her face that Charlotte had no choice but to step back until she was pressed against the wall, trapped. He placed his palms on her sides, offering no escape. He took her hands and entwined his fingers with hers.
The reel of Daniel's cinematic memories and dreams flashed in her mind, blinked and flared in staccato tempo. Her heartbeat raced. Daniel was the first person she'd ever helplessly fallen in love with. He didn't only mess with her mind, he messed up her heart as well so that she wanted him as badly as she needed her next breath.
Daniel pulled her closer and leaned forward, brushing his lips on hers. "I think we have a few minutes for fun."
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" she murmured.
"I think so."
Her breath caught in her throat. His lips felt so warm, so inviting. High-octane lust seared within her. Her pussy clenched in deep, pulsing need. She moistened.
"Your scent is unbelievably irresistible," he said. His intense gaze burned her in pure heat. A low growl escaped his throat. "You're driving me crazy." He kissed her. Soft. Brief. Butterfly kiss. More. Then another one.
A lick.
A longer kiss.
A nibble was followed by a coaxing kiss until she fully surrendered and let her mouth open. His tongue swept in. There was no rush, unlike the first time they were intimate. Daniel guided her slowly, as if they had all the time in the world.
Compelled by her own desire, Charlotte slowly reciprocated his kiss. Daniel let out a delighted noise in his throat.
"Charlotte." He breathed out between the kisses. "That's it, babe." He kissed her. "You're a fast learner." The strained silky rasp of his voice made her spine tingle and her skin prick with untainted lust.
His praise made her drunk. The last remnants of her inhabitations faded away. She surrendered to the lust. To the instinct. She danced the mating dance. Became one. Loved as one.
Charlotte kissed him greedily. He groaned and mauled her back. He nibbled her bottom lip. Her upper lip. He plunged his tongue into her mouth, sweeping over her palate, over her teeth, plundering what she had to offer. She sighed happily when he nibbled the side of her jaw. Electric shivers twirled down her spine. She loved the way he licked her. Like fireworks on a summer night, morsels of delight exploded beneath her skin, painting her whole body with sparks of lust and bursting thrills. So good. So hot. So needy.
His hot breath seared her skin. Her toes curled in pleasure when he grazed and kissed her neck. She clawed his shoulders. The sensation was unbelievably wicked. She panted as Daniel slowly licked the hollow of her throat down to her shoulder blade and paused just before her cleavage. He swallowed hard, his eyes shifted up, demanding of her.
"Yes." The sound of her own voice surprised her. She was growling like a starving beast. Hungry. In dire need of him.
Daniel tugged her hand and led her to the bed. He undid the hook of her bra as he raked over her body with a gaze full of hunger. He yanked her panties down, baring her naked body.
Her heartbeat turned erratic. Being naked in front of him was different. And the room was too bright. There was nowhere to hide. It left her feeling vulnerable. She moved her hands to cover her breasts and sex, but Daniel stopped her.
"You're beautiful. There's no need for you to be shy."
Charlotte gazed down. She knew he meant it, but she couldn't help it when she noticed from time to time that the difference between them was just too stark.
"Charlotte," he called her. "Look at me."
She dragged her eyes up to meet his.
"You're my mate. There's no one else in this world more pleasing to my eyes than you." Daniel brushed his thumb over her lips. "You have to remember that." He stroked her hair and kissed her again.
Her heart swelled with pride. I'm the only one for him. It sounded corny, but she was pleased by it.
Daniel fisted a handful of her strands and inhaled the scent of her hair. "I like it better when you wear your hair down like this. Beautiful and soft. Like silk." He touched and kissed every inch of her skin he could get his hands on.
Charlotte trembled before him. Daniel made her feel safe and cherished.
"I love you," he rasped, hands tightening around her breasts.
Her breath stalled in her throat. His palms enveloped her ample flesh in a perfect fit, as if that part of her body was made just for that very purpose. He squeezed her breasts, gently at first, and then it seemed he couldn't help showing her how much power he had over her. Her skin felt feverish. He burned her outside in.
Daniel licked her lips while he plucked her nipples and rolled the hard nubs with his fingers.
The wicked sensation made her want to melt in an instant. Pleasure thrummed from her nipples straight to her core, making her pussy even wetter.
Daniel pushed her on her back, his eyes never leaving her. "I want to taste every inch of you." He leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth.
Her heart pounded in her throat. Charlotte instinctively clawed his shoulders and writhed. God. The pleasure. So damnably good. He sucked her hard, trapping her sensitive bud between his tongue and the roof his mouth. Daniel circled his tongue over the peak of her nub. Every nerve in her body jolted alive as brimstones of lust consumed her from the inside out.
"Daniel!"
"Hmm?" he replied like a lazy cat. His pupils had turned golden, luminous. His tongue suddenly felt rough, like sandpaper.
Her breath halted in her chest. Was he going to transform?
He kept licking her skin then took the untouched nipple into his mouth. She arched in pleasure, and her head whipped back. Her voice froze in her throat. She gazed at the ceiling, but she could see the colors of ecstasy painted before her in vivid details.
With a contented growl, Daniel let go of her nipple. He sniffed her, buried his face in her cleavage and inhaled her scent by the lungful. "Sweet Charlotte." Daniel groped her thighs. Then her pussy.
She was embarrassed that Daniel knew she was wet. So very wet.
Yet Daniel seemed to be delighted when he found her like that. "Sit on my lap. I want to see all of you."
Giddy, Charlotte obediently did what he asked. Daniel sank himself on the bed and she climbed on to his lap. It felt strange to be naked like this while he was still fully clothed. His bulging erection pressed against her bare sex. He was hard. Untamed. She wondered if he was as excited as she was.
Daniel's gaze burned on her skin. He ran both hands from her shoulders to her thighs. "You have such lovely skin. Do you see anything when I touch you like this?"
Do I see? Oh, he means if I'm able to see the premonition or weird stuff.
"I … " She shook her head. "I wasn't paying attention."
"It seems your overly-sensitive stimuli reception must have been dulled by continuous body contact."
"What does that mean?"
"That means, my dear, we have to do this more often if you want to live a normal life."
Charlotte snickered. "Ain't that convenient?"
He only purred like a contented cat. With a swift motion, he pushed Charlotte onto the bed. She squealed. He climbed on top of her, wedging her body between his powerful thighs.