Page 53 of Come for Me
“Where else?” Dax chuckles as if I asked the dumbest question in the world.
“I thought you’d offer to sleep on the couch like a gentleman.”
“Nothing about me isgentle.” Dax leans in, grabbing my chin. “I plan to sleep in my bed—with my mate.” He places a peck on my lips and walks out.
With his promise, my mind races with all the things I now need to do to make myself look good before bed.
Fuck my life. Do I own anything silk?
I open the armoire to find Dax’s clothes, then scour the rest of the bedroom and come up empty with the exception of noting what hoodies to borrow later and a shirt of his to wear as backup.
In the midst of scanning the room, my legs brush up against each other.
I just shaved recently. How are they already prickly?
I scurry into the bathroom.
“Please tell me I have a razor,” I pray to myself, rummaging through the drawers under the double sink and vanity. “Yes! Now to just find something to wear.”
Dax had Sam bring in my things, so where are my clothes?
I spin in place, looking around the bathroom, then stop when my focus lands on double doors connected to the bathroom.
“Please be a closet.”
Moving toward them, I pull open the doors to the mother of all walk-in closets, causing my jaw to drop. Stepping through, I’m hit with a scent of an expensive perfume. The motion-sensored lights illuminate the space. Clothes with tags hang from the many built-in shelves, with multiple drawers stacked and attached below. Shoes of all kinds, some new and some mine, line the back wall. Peeping red-bottom heels are showcased to me.
Walking deeper into the glorious closet, I’m drawn to the glass countertop island in the center. Upon closer inspection, jewelry and tiaras sparkle in its casing under the lights.
“Holy shit.”
Focus.
Remembering what I came here for, unsure how long until Dax gets back, I shake my head. Drawers under the jewelry case offer silk, lace, and other luxurious lingerie and pajama sets, all in my size.
I need something casually, naturally, unintentionally sexy, but everything screams,Look at me, fuck me.
I settle for a silver silk nightgown, closing the drawer carefully. Rushing out of the closet, I run to turn the shower water on. Afterward, I chuck off my clothes and jump in before I give it a chance to warm up.
After shaving and bathing every nook and cranny, the silk set against my skin is heavenly. I admire myself in the mirror. My tousled hair adds the perfect amount of hot mess to the elegant piece.
The sound of Dax’s voice through the hall makes my heart race. I turn the lights off and race across the floor, jump into the bed, and turn on my side. The door opens and closes, followed by my mate’s footfalls and seductive smell.
Dax makes it to the bed, and the mattress dips as he lies down. When he reaches around my waist, I’m suddenly being dragged backward until I’m firmly held against him as the little spoon. My ass collides with something hard.
Dax palms his hand over my legs, hips, and ass. “Did you wear this for me?” He nibbles my ear, sending goose bumps all over my skin. After he trails open-mouthed kisses on my neck, it isn’t long before he’s deepening his devouring pecks and caress to grope me and suck on me.
I bite my lip, fighting the urge to moan. “No.”
He flips me over to my back, hovering over me, growling. “You know my powers... and I know you’re lying.” He kisses the swell of my breasts.
I think about how they might look while I’m on my back...Are they flopping to the side?
For a split second, I consider covering myself up.
Before I get the chance, Dax takes my hand and places it on one side of my head, followed by a click. I’m too busy inspecting the bed restraint around my wrist that I don’t react quick enough before he does the same to my other.
I go to protest, but he covers my mouth. “Don’t try to hide what’s mine from me again. You understand?”
