A Tropical Rendezvous: A BWWM Interracial Bad Boy Billionaire Multicultural Romance (African American Romance) (33 page)

Chapter 2

The house was nice, but that didn’t make me feel any better as I made my way towards the door with my suitcase in hand.

Nathan opened the door for me and I stepped inside. Three people stared at me.

My heart sank as I looked at them all. Two males and a female. I wondered if she was in a forced marriage too.
Maybe she’s lucky and didn’t get sold by her father.
The two males stared at me, judgment written all over their face. The girl stood, avoiding eye contact. “You must be Britanee; it’s nice to meet you!” She smiled as she came over to me. “I’m Christine. And this is Jesse and Jack.” She held her hand out to me.

I looked down at it. Dropped my suitcase, still not letting go of the box that held my necklace, and shook her hand.

I would have said it was nice to meet her, but I wasn’t feeling it so I forced a smile instead.

Nathan cleared his throat behind me. “We’re going to go get Britanee unpacked. We’ll be down for dinner.”

My heart skipped a beat. We. What did he mean by that? Was that some order not to disturb us, no matter what they heard? I swallowed dryly, my heartbeat picking up as his fingers curled around my shoulder and he guided me towards wherever it was he wanted me.

I stumbled along, forced to follow him, in all reality, to whatever my doom was. We came to a stop in front of a door and he opened it.

The room was large, with a bed in one corner and a desk in the other. Book shelves covered the wall to my left and a window the wall to my right.

“This is my room.” His eyes locked on mine. “I… I put a dresser in here and cleared out closet space for you- if you want it.” He paused as something flashed across his eyes. Was it disappointment? He reached up and rubbed the back of his neck. “If you’d like there is a guest room down the hall. I… I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“It’s fine.” I didn’t want to let on to how hard this was for me. If I took the guest room there would be a lot of talk behind it and who knows how it would affect my and Nathan’s relationship. The most I could do was try not to become hated within my first couple of days here.  Without another word I stepped it to the bedroom and looked around. With white walls and black sheets I had to admit it was a nice room.
I could have worse places to sleep.
I admitted, but only to myself. I dropped my suitcase beside the dresser and went to the bookshelf. He had lots of books. “Are they all yours?”

“Yes… I um, cleared a shelf off for you, if you need more room… just let me know. Same goes for the dresser; we can always buy a new one.”

I had to admit, he was trying to make me feel at home. I turned to him and saw something cross his face that I couldn’t read. It tugged at my heart.

“Thanks.” I said. I took a deep breath. “I… I don’t think I’m ready to unpack though.” It would all just feel too raw if I unpacked. If I kept my suitcase out I could pretend I could leave if I wanted to.

“Of course.” He smiled but it looked forced. “Well, when you’re ready… if you need anything. Just let me know and we’ll get it.”

“What if I need to leave?”

My jaw dropped. I hadn’t meant to say it out loud. My hand covered my mouth as I stared at him, unable to look away and trying to process how I could have possibly said something that stupid.

His eyes locked on me. “The door is always open, but please let me know if you decide to leave. I’ll worry about you if I think you’ve gone for a run and don’t come back.”

Without another word he walked out of the room.

My heart sank into the pit of my stomach.

~

I couldn’t bring myself to say anything to her. After all, what was there to say? I couldn’t be mad at her for hating me. I’d taken her from her family but the fact was I needed a mate, and Britanee was… I bit my lip. I’d seen her running so many times, it was amazing we’d never actually met. When her father came to me about making a traditional deal to be sure I didn’t move in on his land I hadn’t even thought about saying no.

What did that say about me? I didn’t really want to know.

“She’ll warm up.” It was Christine who spoke. I just hoped she was right. “I’ll go see her.”

I shrugged, my way of letting her know it was allowed. Jesse looked at me. My second in command. “She’s right.” He just said that because he had a crush on her. “She will warm up to it. She just needs time to grieve. It’s hard to be taken away from your family.” It sounded like he was speaking from experience.

“I don’t want her to feel like she’s trapped here.”

“Well she’s going to.” Jesse shrugged. “Her dad gave her away, think about how that must make her feel.”

I paused. I’d been selfish. I was too worried about trying to make her feel at home that I hadn’t stopped to think about how she felt being uprooted from her home. Jesse stood. “Jack and I are going to go get some fresh air, send Christine out when she’s done in there and the three of us are going to head into town. We could use a couple things and it seems like you two need some time alone.”

He was probably right. But I wasn’t sure it was a good idea to leave us alone so soon after everything.

~

It took everything I had not to tell her to fuck off when she came into the room. I knew she was trying to be nice and I didn’t want to be a bitch; I just really wanted to be left alone. I’d changed into pants the second he left and now sat on his bed staring blankly at the floor.

“How are you doing?” She jumped right into the feelings. Great. She wanted me to open up to her. As nice as that was, it wasn’t my cup of tea.

“I… I’m fine thanks.”

“Sounds like bullshit to me.” She came into the room and sat down beside me. “Look, I can’t begin to guess what’s going on in your head, but I just wanted to let you know that if you want to talk I’m here. I know Nate was really excited about this stuff.” She looked around the room and let out a soft laugh. “Trust me, his room did not look this nice a couple weeks ago. It’s was a mess! Such a typical boy, he put it off until the last second and then scrambled around to try and find the right stuff.” She shook her head.

I stared at her listening to what she was saying. He’d been excited? Were arranged marriages supposed to have excitement?

“And oh god, the entire time he can’t asking me ‘do you think it’s enough? Is that enough space for all her clothes? What if she has more books than that? What if she doesn’t like the bedding? Do you think it will be alright?’” She chuckled. “Honestly I think he did up the guest room in case you didn’t like the way he decorated this one.”

He’s good. Caring mate.
The wolf said.
I like him, he will protect us.

Without realizing it a smile had spread across my lips. “Well… it is a nice room.”

“Of course it is, I handled everything.” She gave me a wink and a grin. “But I’ll be sure to mention you don’t hate it. It will put him at ease a little. He’s been so on edge.” She frowned.

This had put him on edge?
I
had put him on edge? Why?

He was the alpha, it wasn’t supposed to matter what anyone else wanted. It wasn’t supposed to matter if someone didn’t want to be there, not me at least. Maybe the rest could leave if they wanted, if he wasn’t too possessive of them, but I was part of a deal. If I left the deal went up in smoke.

“Anyways.” Christine stood. “I just… wanted to make sure you’re okay. I have to admit, when Nate told us about you, I was excited. I mean, I know it’s probably really hard on you, but I’ve been the only female for years.” She rolled her eyes. “I’m just so glad to have someone who wants to get a manicure with me!”

The mental image of a werewolf with blue nails popped into my head. I smirked.

“I’ll let you unpack and have some time to yourself, just give me a shout if you want anything… and you know, aren’t ready to face everyone else.” She turned and made it to the door before I spoke.

“Hey,” She stopped. “Thank you.”

It was the best I could say right now but I could tell it had made her smile.

I was alone up there for half an hour before I heard footsteps outside of the room. He knocked gently. “Can I come in?”

“It’s your room.”

“If you like it you can have it, but I was hoping we could share it.” A nervous smile touched his lips.

I stared at him and my mind wandered back to what Christine had said. For a split second I got over my anger and gave him a real smile.

“I guess we could try that.”

He stepped towards me.

“The others went out.”

“I know.” I’d heard them leave a while ago.

“I…” He looked lost trying to find something to say so I stepped forward.

“Christine said you guys redid the room recently.”

Pink covered his face. “That’s not quite what she said, was it?”

“No.” I laughed. “But it looks good.”

“So you like it?” He looked like a puppy dog eager to please. “If you don’t we can-”

“No. I like it.”

And I did. It would be a wonderful bedroom, once I was ready to accept that it was mine- if that time ever came.

He came over to the bed and sat down beside me. He glanced at me and then held his hand out for mine.

I took it and without another word he pulled me close to him. My heart skipped a beat but for two very different reasons.

The human side of me was scared of what would happen next as his hands traced up the curves of my body gently.

The wolf side of me wanted what my human side was scared of.

“Britanee,” He whispered softly. His warm breath touched my skin. Goosebumps prickled my arms. “I understand if you hate me and I won’t hold that against you but please give me a chance to win you over.”

I swallowed unsure of how to respond to that. Was I supposed to answer him at all?

One hand cupped my cheek. “Can I kiss you?” His eyes locked on mine. Those beautiful green eyes. I couldn’t bring myself to speak.

Yes.
The wolf said. She wanted to scream it, she wanted him.

I nodded without realizing that I was doing it.

Nate pulled me closer to him, a deep breath escaping his lips as he pulled me into a gentle kiss. My fingers tangled into his hair. A soft moan passed through my lips as he pulled me onto his lap. He froze.

“Um… Britanee…” His eyes locked on mine. “Are… are you a..?”

Chapter 3

I could tell what he was trying to ask without him finishing his sentence.  I was surprised it gotten to this so quickly.  He knew the answer, because I’d looked down slightly embarrassed.

He rolled me onto my back gently as he settled down between my legs. “Then I will have to make it extra special.”

Nervousness was biting at my stomach. The wolf moaned, wanting more from him as his lips trailed their way along my neck, his teeth grazed my skin softly. My fingers traced over the muscles in his back. I reached out and removed his shirt. I heard it land somewhere on the ground beside the bed. Nate grinned. As he pulled away.

“Take your shirt off.”

It wasn’t an order, it sounded more like a request than anything else. I pushed myself up and reached for the hem of my shirt, pulling it over my head I let it fall to the ground beside the bed too.

His roamed over my body. “And your pants.”

My cheeks felt hot. Correction: My body felt hot. From embarrassment and arousal at the same time. I stood utterly aware of his eyes on my every move. I unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them down to my ankles. I bit the inside of my cheek nervously.

As I stepped out of them he pulled me close to him, guiding me back down onto the bed. His lips touched mine. “Are you nervous?” He asked, his eyes locking on mine.

I nodded.

He pulled away. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

I stared at him unsure of what to say. I was his mate, I would have to eventually. And I
wanted
to. The wolf wanted nothing more than to feel him inside us. I was nervous though. I wasn’t necessarily a virgin because it had been my choice, but it wasn’t something I wanted to jump right in and do. I bit my lip. “I… I don’t want to stop.” I admitted.

His eyes sparkled as he lowered his lips to my chest. “Then we won’t.” My heart skipped a beat as I felt his teeth touch my breast. I moaned closing my eyes. His hands traced down the curves of my body as he sucked on my skin. I moaned louder. His warm hands stopped at my hips and pulled me closer to him. He pressed his body against mine. He rushed to my pussy as I felt every inch of him. Even with his jeans on I was sure I could feel his erection. My hand slipped between my legs, but instead of touching myself-something I was quite used to!- I touched him.

Nate gasped, a soft growl escaping him as I opened my eyes to look at him. He pressed himself against me as I massaged his cock from outside of his pants. I pushed him off me and reached for the zipper on his jeans.

He grinned as the fell down to his knees. I reached for him but he grabbed my wrist. “This isn’t about me.” He pushed me back down onto my back, pinning my hands above my head. “You can play with me later, for now this is all about
you
.” He let go of my wrists and trailed kisses down my body. My heart raced as he made his way lower and lower. I moaned as his hot lips touched my uppermost thighs.
Oh god.
This was it. Right? I may be a virgin but I knew what was coming next. I gasped as his tongue touched my pussy from outside my panties. My body arched towards him, begging him for more.

The wolf wanted so much more. I wanted so much more.

His finger touched me, pushing my panties out of the way as his tongue slipped past my folds.
Oh god.
My body arched closer to him, trying to get him closer; deeper.

His hands slipped under my butt, pulling me up to his face as his tongue slipped in and out of me, exploring every inch of my pussy it could reach. His tongue slipped out of me and licked my clit. I gasped as the tip of him circled the sensitive skin. My fingers dug into his muscular back.

He pulled away from me, sitting between my legs and pulling my legs over him. I watched his every move as his finger inched closer to me and slipped into me. I gasped my eyes rolling back. A deep moan escaped me as his finger worked in and out of me. Another finger, then another.

“Does it hurt?”

I shook my head.

“Do you want to try something bigger?” His eyes sparkled as he said it.

“Yes.”

He looked shocked that I’d said yes, but he pulled away from me, placed a kiss on my lips and stood. I watched as he made his way over to the dresser. “You… um, you’re not using any form of birth control, right?”

“Nope.”

He nodded pulling something out from the dresser and came back over to me. I took a deep breath as he slid his pants down and stepped out of them. My eyes widened.

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve seen a penis before but oh my. I swallowed. Maybe there was something about seeing it in real life, or maybe it was just him. I forced myself to look away from him as he crawled back into bed. He chuckled.

“You can look all you like. I don’t mind if you stare.”

I brought my gaze back to him, lower and lower. His thick cock stood totally erect. I reached for the condom and tore into the packaging.  We wouldn’t be trying for cubs anytime soon.

“I take it you know how to do it?”

That got a glare from me. He only laughed. “I’m not stupid.” I muttered. Plus I’d learnt it in school.

I slipped the condom over him and rolled it back, my eyes locked on him. His grin widened as he pushed my back gently. I felt the bedding and took a deep breath. This was it, right?

Nate spread my legs settling down close to me. His head pressed against my folds. I gasped as he pushed into me. My eyes squeezed tight, but there wasn’t half as much pain as I thought there would be.

“Are you okay?” He asked taking my hand.

“Yes.”

He pulled away gently and slid back into me. “You’re sure?”

“Mhmm.” I was more than okay. With every gentle thrust pleasure overwhelmed me. I bit my lip. How could I already be so close?

I forced my eyes open so I could see the man staring at me. His hands traced over the curves of my body.

Faster and faster but still so careful with me. I wasn’t sure if I would want it rough or not sometime, but all I knew was right now this was almost enough to send me over the edge. Nate bent down giving me a gentle kiss. I moaned into his lips my fingers tracing their way up his back and finding a happy home in his hair. I kept him close to me, our kiss growing more passionate.

My teeth grazed his lower lip, nipping him playfully. He grinned returning my nip as he thrust into me faster and faster.

“I’m close.” I whispered. “Oh.” My eyes rolled back as everything went white. My body arched as he thrust into me, harder and harder. His fingers dug into me as pleasure surged through my body like never before. I cried out as I heard something close to a growl escaped him. My fingers dug into his scalp.

Harder and harder. Another wave of pleasure, just intense as the last. My body arched grinding against him, then another wave. I gasped for breath moaning as another wave of pleasure hit me this time softer, then another softer one, and another. Once they died down I opened my eyes to find him staring at me. He placed a hard kiss against my lips before sitting up and pulling out of me slowly.

“How do you feel?”

“Good.” My eyes locked on him.

~

I rolled off the bed and reached for my clothes. I glanced at Nate, my eyes roaming over his body. I bit my lip and took a deep breath. Yup, body wise I could do a lot worse.

He caught me staring, a smirk spread over his face as he pulled his jeans on as he stared at me. “Are you going to get dressed?”

“I might not.” I grinned. “If you want to get back into the bed.”

He laughed softly. “Maybe later, but I think the pack just pulled in from their trip to town.”

I felt my stomach flutter. They’d be able to smell it the second they stepped into the house.  That’s the thing about a pack… there are no secrets. He reached out and held his hand out for me. I pulled a shirt over my head and took his hand he pulled me to my feet. I bent down, grabbed my pants and slipped them on. I pulled my hair into a bun and bit my lip as I turned to see Nate. He pulled me into his arms and guided me towards the door.

As we headed into the living room everyone stared at us. A smirk spread across Christine’s face.

“Hello. We brought home dinner.” She held up two boxes of pizza and a plastic bag.

My stomach grumbled. Nate snorted as he glanced at me, a smirk spread across his face. Clearly he thought the hunger was his doing.

I made my way over to the couch and sat down beside Christine. She handed me a box of pizza and handed the other off Jack.

Nate sat down beside me, a grin across his face as I took three slices of pizza, balanced them on my somewhat clean jeans and passed the box over to him. Hey, when you’re used to eating living flesh off the dirty ground somehow clean jeans work just fine! Anyway I was so hungry it didn’t matter. I gobbled down the three slices in no time. Christine offered me a box of breadsticks and one with wings. I took a couple wings but no bread sticks and instead went for another slice of pizza.

“Was he that rough with you?” Jesse asked with a smirk.

I froze, but I was quick to reply. “What? You need something to think about? Or are you jealous?” I raised an eyebrow.

He laughed softly but didn’t answer. I glanced at Nate who sat grinning beside me. He reached out and touched my hand, squeezing gently. I sighed closing my eyes.
I can’t believe it hasn’t even been a day
. I bit my lip.

I should be in the bedroom sulking, ignoring everyone. Not out here having pizza and making jokes with them.
But I feel at home. That’s good, isn’t it?
It was supposed to be, but maybe it was all moving too fast.

“Nikki is coming over tomorrow.” Jesse said after looking down at his phone. He glanced at Nate, then me and back to Nate.

I didn’t need to be a mind reader to know that there was something about Nate and Nikki. I turned to him feeling jealousy tug at me.

“Who’s Nikki?” I raised an eyebrow.

“No one.” He said quickly, squeezing my hand in some attempt to make the point that she was no one. I raised an eyebrow.

“Really?”

“Really.”

I turned to Christine. I knew it wasn’t the right thing to do, but I also knew I had power over her just because of who was holding my hand.

“Christine, who is Nikki?” I tried to give her a sympathetic smile and phrase my question in a way that she could beat around but still give me a little info.

“She’s…” Christine paused. She didn’t seem to mind that I’d pretty much thrown her under the buss. She picked her words carefully. “Nikki is another wolf, she’s from the next area over, her pack is pretty small and I think her dad has been trying to warm Nate up to her for a while now.” She paused glancing at Nate. I did too.

He didn’t look angry, more embarrassed than anything else.

I gave him a smile and then turned my attention back to Christine.

“I see.” It was my way of letting her know she’d told me enough and didn’t need to tell me anymore.

“Anytime.” Her eyes sparkled. “I don’t like the bitch anyway.” And with that she turned her attention back to her food.

I looked around the room No one looked pleased at the idea that she was coming over. And I have to admit that made me feel a little happy knowing that they hadn’t been rooting for her.

Still, I hated the idea that he’d been checking out other potentials for his mate. My brow furrowed trying not to let it get to me, but knowing it still did.