Shifter’s Baby (Alpha Fantasy Paranormal Billionaire Shifter BBW Romance) (125 page)

Chapter 3

Penny got up the next morning, and had breakfast with her dad. Flynn was not there, and she almost felt disappointed. Her father asked her how her meeting with him went. Shrugging, she didn’t really give him a real answer.

Waiting for a while for Flynn, and him not showing up she finally gave up. Wandering around the house she started exploring and getting into every nook and cranny of the house. If she was destined to stay here, she supposed she might as well figure out where she was living, and what was in the house.

She found the main master bedroom and was shocked to see he had it plumbed for both electricity and plumbing. She didn’t know it was possible. She sat in the alcove next to the tub and was playing with the faucets. She ran her hand through the running water in awe and just stared at it.

“Want to take a bath?” A voice behind her asked her, making her jump. She turned around and stared at Flynn whose arms were crossed and he stood there leaning against the door jam.

“Maybe,” she said, quirking a brow upwards, staring at Flynn. The way he was looking at her, like she was good enough to eat had her taking a step back and her heart fluttering in her chest.

Flynn shut the door and walked in, he walked over to the bathtub, and turned the water on until he got it hot and steamy, while the tub filled slowly, he smiled at her and before she knew what he was doing, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

“I wanted to show you the grounds, but I suppose a bath and a kiss is worth it to change my plans.” Flynn murmured between kisses, his lips rubbing over hers. “But I won’t always be so easily appeased or distracted.”

“Who says I wanted to distract you?” She told him, whispering, her voice husky and her lids felt heavy. Her breathing was coming in short little pants as his hands ran up and down her back. Before she even knew what was going on, he’d managed to undo all the buttons on the back of her dress and started to peel it down over her shoulders.

“So you were just deliberately being obnoxious?” He asked her, raising his brows up, “because if that’s the case, you might just earn yourself a spanking.”

“You wouldn’t dare, I’m far too old for that nonsense.” She told him, laughing until she saw his face wasn’t joking. “You wouldn’t.”

“Try me, and find out what I would, or wouldn’t do. I’m not your father, if I spank you, it has nothing to do with being your parent Penelope. I will strip you naked, bend you over my knee, and my hand will swat your bottom until you are squirming and begging me.” Flynn whispered in her ear, as he nibbled on her ear lobe, and worked his way down her neck. “If you want to play games, we can play games, but I promise you, I’m the one who will win.”

“You’re a cocky, arrogant bastard,” Penny told him and went to jerk away from him, tripping on the edge of her dress that was now over her feet, she landed in the tub with a splash and sprayed water all over him and the floor.

He laughed, and Penny fumed. She’d ruined her dress and was stuck in the tub.

“Stop laughing and help me out,” she told him, furiously.

“Say please,” he told her and wiped the water off his face with his sleeve. He shrugged out of his jacket he tossed it on a chair across the room and looked at her.

A knock on the door came, and Flynn answered, telling them to come in. Penny was outraged, it was bad enough he’d seen her fall into the tub in her clothes, but when her father walked in, she buried her hands in her face and slid further down in the tub, trying to pretend she wasn’t there.

“What is going on in here?” He asked, shocked when he saw the water all over the floor.

“She found my tub, and wanted to take a bath. She just didn’t wait to take a bath properly. I guess she felt her clothes needed cleaned too,” Flynn said and let out a chuckle.

“Penny, why are you in Flynn’s room, half naked?” Her father asked her, looking stunned.

“It’s not what you think father….” Penny started to say and then stopped. Her dress had gone see through when wet and the light pink and white fabric left nothing to the imagination. She hadn’t bothered to wear a corset today, and she could even see the curve of her stomach and hips when she looked down at the soaked fabric.

“I think this is exactly what I think, I just wish you’d have waited for your wedding night.” Her father said and sighed, looking at Flynn, he shook his head for a moment and then turned to leave.

Pausing in the doorway, her father addressed Flynn. “I expect that she’ll be decent in time for dinner?”

“Absolutely,” Flynn said laughing as her father slammed the door shut. “Looks like you’re all mine now Princess.”

Penny growled and then reached down and scooped up a handful of water and threw it at him.

The shocked look on his face as the water him in the neck and chest almost made it worth it. He walked over to her and yanked her out of the tub, uncaring of the watery mess he was making on the floor. He slammed his mouth over hers, and before she knew what he was doing, he pulled her wet dress down to her waist, the fabric ripping with his rough tugs.

He pushed the fabric down until it hit the floor in a wet, seeping mess, and he scooped her up in his arms and took her out of the bathroom area to his bedroom, he tossed her on the bed and worked his way out of his wet clothes.

“Do not move, or you’ll regret it,” he whispered to her as he worked his wet clothes free of his muscular body. Penny was enthralled by seeing his skin revealed, she’d never seen a man so close or naked before like this, and against her better judgement, she wanted to see more.

“Why will I regret it?” She asked him, and sat up. She lay naked on his bed, and realized after a moment when the air had puckered her nipples into hard nubs and she grabbed the blanket and wrapped it over herself.

“Because, I’ll tie you up,” Flynn grinned at her.  “Then you can’t escape, and you’ll have no choice but to behave yourself.”

Penelope blinked at him, shocked. She wasn’t sure if the idea made her angry, or aroused. She didn’t say anything at first, but when he walked over to the bed and nearly threw himself over the top of her, she let out a loud oomph from his weight. The bed creaked as it shifted with his weight as it adjusted to their both being on the bed.

When he pressed his mouth against hers again, he grabbed her wrists and pulled them above her head, she hadn’t seen his belt, but he looped it through the metal frame of the bed, and secured her wrists. Struggling, she tried to free herself and couldn’t. She looked at him completely shocked.

“Now see this, this is how you belong, naked, tied to my bed. If you get too hot tempered or mouthy, I can put it to good use, or gag you,” Flynn teased her. He trailed a hand down her chest and gently massaged her breasts, tweaking her nipples with his fingers and thumb.

“Or I’ll bite you.” Penny warned him and saw Flynn’s nostrils flare with excitement.

“Please try, I’d love an excuse to spank you for being mean.” He warned her and grinned. He looked so pleased with himself that all Penelope could do was stare at him. He was unlike any man she’d ever met, the more she threatened him, blustered, or was rude, the more excited he seemed to get. It completely baffled her. Nothing she threw at him phased him, and he seemed excited by her personality and like it was a game to him.

She was out of her element here, and being tied to his bed, naked, with his hands roving over her body had it hard for her to think. When he kissed her neck and worked his way lower, down her body, he brought a hand up to touch her face, before she knew what she was doing, she bit his wrist. Hard. Enough that he yelped and sat up and looked at her.

“That was not nice.” He told her, narrowing his eyes.

Penny shrugged. “You took my hands away, all that’s left are my teeth and my legs.”

“I can fix both of that, I can shove a sock in your mouth, and I have more rope. What will you do when you are completely helpless at my mercy, simply because you choose to be such a wench? Hmmm? Maybe that’s what you want, isn’t it? Why else would you do it after I told you not too?” Flynn asked her and grinned.

“Maybe because it sounded like a dare, and I’ve never been good at following orders.” Penny told him, glaring. When he brought his hand down on her thigh in a slap, she jumped off the bed and let out a small yelp. “What in the world was that for?”

“I told you not to bite me. I assumed you wanted me too,” Flynn said grinning and rubbed his hand over the spot he’d just hit. “Would you like me to do it again? Go ahead, keep biting me. I can play this game all day.”

Penny kept her mouth shut, but she realized that the slap on her thigh had her stomach tense, and she felt herself grow wet between the legs. She wasn’t sure why she was responding to him like this, she should hate him. He was pushy, and domineering, and he seemed to think everything was amusing, she was amusing to him.

“No? Awww, you ruined all my fun, I guess I’ll have to find something else to do,” he told her and winked, then dipped his head and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. Rolling the tongue around the peaked nub, he lapped and sucked at it. Penny felt tugs in her stomach as her muscles tightened from the way he felt on her body. His hands kept going lower until they brushed over the curls that protected her womanhood. Shoving his hands roughly between her legs, he cupped her heat. He stroked softly with his fingers between the hair, until she spread her legs further apart instinctively, not even realizing she’d done it.

He switched his head to the other nipple, and slowly worked a finger inside of her, gently. He stretched her as he wiggled it around, his palm pressing against the sensitive nub above her heat. He let his palm push in rhythm again and again against her clit as he worked a second finger inside of her, stretching her, preparing her for him.

Penny didn’t know what to say, but when he shoved two fingers in her mouth and wiggled them around, she froze in shock. He stroked his fingers in and out of her mouth, distracting her from what his hand was doing between her legs. She didn’t bite him this time, instead, she sucked and licked at his fingers. He was making her ache, and her body hot. She could feel her thighs grow wetter as he stroked his fingers inside of her, his palm rubbing against the now swollen, sensitive nub that had her grinding her hips upwards as her head fell back. His fingers still in her mouth, she nearly bit him when all of a sudden, stars exploded behind her eyes and her mouth clamped down in surprise.

“Ow, no teeth,” he said and yanked his hand out of her mouth. Slapping her other thigh with the hand he just took out of her mouth, Penny moaned loudly as the sensation of him hitting her, mixed with what his palm and fingers were doing, took her higher on whatever he was doing to her. Her entire body started to shake, her heart was pounding, she felt like she had to hold her breath and her eyes were clamped shut.

She shook, and shuddered around his fingers, he leaned down and kissed her hard, claiming her mouth with his own. Eventually, he pulled his hand away from her body and leaned over her, putting his weight on top of her. When she pushed her hips up against his, he knew she was ready for him. He spread her legs, and kept kissing her, letting his tongue distract her as he positioned himself against her opening.

With one, hard thrust, he buried himself inside of her, he felt the soft tearing of her hymen, and held still when she cried out into his mouth, not expecting the pain. He gave her a moment to adjust. When her body started to relax, he wrapped a handful of her hair in his fist and pulled her head back so he could kiss and nibble on her neck and shoulder blades. She was panting as his hips rocked against hers. He went slow, to keep her from getting sore, his pelvis grinding against hers, pushing against the sensitive nub. He could feel her curls down there, scraping at his skin. It was erotic and it excited him. Watching her orgasm and cum on his fingers had nearly sent him over the edge, but he was trying to take his time, and go slow, letting her see what it could be like between them.

He knew she would be hard to tame, that she was opinionated, strong willed, and sex was going to be the bond that glued them together. She seemed to be as fascinated by their sparring and games as he was, but he knew from watching her, that deep down, she had a sensitive side, and she could be emotionally hurt easily. She kept people away from her heart.

He wanted her to give him her heart, just like she would her body. He was a patient man; she was worth it. He just wasn’t sure he was ready to tell her he felt that way about her yet. He knew a lot about her, due to the letters her father had sent. So far, she’d lived up to every expectation he’d had, based on the letters. Only, the reality was even better than the fantasy of her.

Feeling her inner walls squeeze his cock hard and her hips buck up against him, it sent him over the edge, and he tensed and let out a loud howl as his orgasm ripped through him and he jerked inside of her. He fell on top of her, letting his full weight pin her to the bed.

Neither of them talked for a while, instead, he rolled off her just slightly, cradling her up against his body, letting his fingers trail on her skin. Eventually, he reached up and untied her hands from the bedframe. Tossing the belt onto the floor he lay there with his eyes shut, resting for a few moments. When he felt a stinging pain and opened his eyes to see her pinching his chest hard with her fingers he raised a brow.

“Ow?” Flynn said, though it came out more like a question, as if he wasn’t sure if it should hurt or not.