Chapter 229

Victor carried me into the master bedroom and placed me on the bed.

I shivered with nervousness and anticipation while watching his magnificent male body as he lit the gas fireplace, got some from his suitcase, and turned down the lights before lying on his side next to me.

My heart was pounding at the intense light in his eyes.

“I love you, Daisy,” he said and ran a finger over my cheek.

I took his hand and kissed it. “And I love you.”

He put a hand on my stomach. “Tell me if you get scared or want me to stop, okay?”

“I will,” I said. My nervousness was ramping up, and I wished he would kiss me.

He read my mind. He leaned over, and his lips met mine. They were warm and firm, and they tasted like the salt air. They made me tingle again in all the right places, making my desire for him more potent than fear.

I sighed with pleasure when he began a gentle exploration of my body, starting with my belly and breasts. He caressed and gently squeezed the soft globes until my nipples stood erect.

“Your skin is like silk,” he murmured as his lips moved down my neck. He made a trail of kisses that reached my left breast. Then he made slow circles around my nipple with his tongue. It was sweet torture.

“Oh, yes,” I moaned when he finally took that nipple into his mouth. My womanhood began to throb as he sucked and licked each nipple in turn.

“Daisy,” I heard Victor’s voice in my mind. “Do you like this, my love?”

“It feels so good,” I replied. “But I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.”

“You don’t have to do anything, sweetheart,” he said. “Just let me make love to you.”

“Ooh,” I moaned when his hand moved down my stomach.

That hand cupped my womanhood for a moment before he slipped a finger between my nether lips and stroked the hidden jewel nestled inside the folds of flesh.

His finger stroked my love button while his mouth worked on my nipples. The combination made my hips writhe as tension built in my loins.

Before long, that tension rose to a crescendo and seemed to burst.

“Yes!” I cried out as waves of pleasure washed over me. “Oh, Victor. That was wonderful.” Why was I afraid of this? It was wonderful.

“We’re just getting started, my love,” he said. His tongue began to flick over my nipple again as he gently inserted one finger inside me.

“Does that hurt?” He slowly worked the finger in and out of my body.

“No,” I panted. My fingers caressed his broad shoulders before tangling in his hair as the tension began to build again.

“Are you ready for me, Daisy?” Victor asked. “I want to make you mine.”

“Yes,” I answered and watched him open a small sealed packet. “What are you doing?”

“I’m putting on a condom,” he explained. “We don’t want babies until we’re married, right?”

“Right,” I agreed, but I felt stupid for not thinking of birth control. I wanted babies someday, but there was a lot I wanted to do first.

“Don’t worry about anything, Daisy. Just let yourself feel,” he whispered. “I want to make you feel good.”

He rolled on top of me and began to kiss me again as his manhood probed between my legs. He found what he was seeking, and the tip of his penis entered my body.

I was throbbing with need and kissed him more passionately, taking his tongue deep into my mouth. “Victor, yes, make me yours,” I said in my mind.

“It will only hurt for a moment, my love,” he reminded me before pushing his way into my body.

There was a sensation of fullness followed by a sharp sting of pain that briefly took my breath away. But Victor held me tightly and murmured how much he loved me, and the pain passed quickly.

“Are you still okay?” Victor asked.

“I’m fine,” I assured him. The pain wasn’t that bad, and the delicious sensations running through my body returned. “Don’t stop now.”

Victor began to move within me with long, slow thrusts that made me instinctively open my legs wider and wrap them around his hips.

We clung together, our minds joined along with our bodies, as we rode the waves of pleasure together. I felt the highest wave approaching us as the tension built even more.

I let my hands explore the hard muscles of Victor’s back while his thrusts grew deeper and harder. I was close to an explosion of pleasure, and I sensed Victor was too.

There was no room in my mind for anything or anyone else. No one and nothing existed at that moment except us.

Victor thrust faster, making my hips move upward to match each stroke. Just as I reached the pinnacle of tension, he threw his head back and groaned, making my body explode with ecstasy.

After it was over, he rolled to the side but kept an arm around me. “Hey. Why are you crying?” he asked.

“I’m so happy,” I sniffed. “I’ve never felt this close to anyone.”

He threw away the condom and settled at my side, holding me in his arms. “I feel the same way. It was much more than sex with you. But I knew it would be.”

“How long can we stay here at the beach?” I asked. Now that I experienced physical intimacy with Victor, I wanted to explore it more.

“How long do you want to stay?” he countered. “Things are under control at my company, and Alex said he would wait a week for my return. We’re going to work together at the association until he’s ready to retire.”

I turned toward him and kissed his chest. “A week sounds good. My graduation is in less than two weeks,” I said. “And I promised William I would watch his last football game.”

I sat up on one elbow. “Amy’s eighteenth birthday is the day before graduation. I should throw her a party at the mansion!”

“Honey, Beta eighteenth birthdays aren’t the big occasions that Alphas are,” Victor said. “Who would you invite?”

Victor wasn’t being mean. Betas didn’t celebrate their first shift like Alphas. They prepared for it to happen quietly in their homes.

“She’s my best friend, and she will be experiencing her first shift,” I said. “I want it to be special, and I want to be with her.”

“I understand, but you need to check with her father to make sure it’s okay with him,” Victor advised.

“I’ll call Mr. Gray and ask if he has other plans with Amy that night,” I agreed.

“Good.” he sat up and grinned. “If you have a party for Amy, I promise to be there.” He stood and pulled me off the bed. “Let’s go onto the balcony and talk for a while.”

I looked through the glass doors. “It is a beautiful night.”

We retrieved bathrobes from our suitcases and went out onto the second-floor deck. The moon was higher in the sky than when we had gone for a run. It reflected off the water along with the millions of stars shining over our heads.

“Sit down, sweetheart,” Victor requested. “There’s something I want to ask you.”

He led me to a pair of deck chairs. We sat down, and I looked out at the water while I waited for him to speak again.

Victor reached out and took my hand. “First, our engagement was arranged by your father and me before he even knew where you were, and then I made that stupid deal with you to pretend we were engaged. Both were wrong, Daisy, and I’m sorry.”

“But our fake engagement gave us time to spend time together and fall in love,” I pointed out. “So, I’m not sorry we made that deal.”

He smiled and stood. “I’m glad you feel that way because I do too. But you deserve better than either scenario. You should be treated like the princess you are.”

He kneeled before me, pulled a ring box from his robe pocket, and opened it, revealing a gigantic diamond engagement ring.

My mouth dropped open when he said, “Daisy Alberta Wilson, I love you with all my heart and soul. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

Victor was the man I wanted to marry. I loved him, but there were many things I wanted to do before I married.

Tears came to my eyes when I realized what my answer had to be.