Confessions of a Mail Order Bride - Complete (16 page)

Brad Stanford had mentioned he was taking his clients out for dinner. There weren’t that many restaurants in Shifter Villages, and I was determined to track him down. I would visit every one of them till I found him. Of course, he may have opted to go to a restaurant outside of the Villages, in which case I was screwed with no car, but I had to at least try. I slipped into my jacket, stroked Elvis a few times, and slipped out the door of my apartment. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do if and when I found him, but I was going to do something. That man had shafted me for the last time.

As I walked up Main Street and the side roads, I poked my head in each of the restaurants I passed but didn’t see him. When I neared Kane’s Bar and Grill I stifled the urge to turn and run. I dreaded going into Kane’s. I hadn’t seen Kane Foster since the fire at the Dixie Diner, but Brad had my money and I wanted it. I was determined to find out if he was in there. I would just pop in, look around quickly, and if he wasn’t there, leave. I steeled my shoulders and pushed the heavy door to the bar open. I glanced around but didn’t see Brad. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Kane and his sister, Sabrina, sitting at one of the booths. Though I’d only met Bree briefly, I liked her. Kane was another story, however. I just wasn’t in the mood for his bullshit. I started backing out the door.

“Marcie, Marcie…hey, come over here!” Sabrina’s silvery voice called out.

Shit, she’d seen me. Sabrina had been so nice to me I didn’t want to ignore her. I walked inside and moved closer to where she and Kane were sitting.

“It’s great to see you, Marcie!”

“It’s nice to see you too, Bree.”

“And what about me…aren’t you going to say hello?” Kane asked.

“Hi Kane,” I muttered. His gaze was so intense it made me squirm. I squirmed even more as I remembered how he’d looked at me when he’d caught me naked in his office.

I turned my focus towards Sabrina and tried to ignore him. “I thought you were only staying for a week?” It was a surprise to see Kane’s sister was still in town. Kane had said her visit would be a short one.

“Well, that was the original plan, but things changed,” Marcie grimaced. “I broke my leg. Doc said I had to stay off of it and take it easy, so I just took an extended sick leave from work.”

“Ugh, that stinks. I’m so sorry to hear that!”

“Yeah, me too—it sucks. Anyway, I delayed my trip home. I got a big, thumping cast on it, come see.”

I walked to the side of the booth where Bree was sitting. Sabrina’s leg was extended straight out under the table. It was covered in a large, plaster cast.

“Oh wow, sorry. I didn’t see it under there. What happened?”

“Well,” Bree rolled her eyes, “it was so stupid. I tripped carrying a platter of food to a group of customers. I’m just not used to waiting tables. I ended up face down in a plate of fried chicken, mashed potatoes, and gravy,” Sabrina grinned. “It’s funny now, but it hurt like hell at the time.”

“I bet,” I shook my head, “sorry that happened.”

“You should have seen her with all that gravy dripping from her hair and mashed taters on her cheeks!” Kane laughed.

Sabrina shot him a sour look. “Very funny, brother!” Her serious expression softened and she started cracking up. “And to make matters worse, the customers didn’t even tip me!”

“Well, now that really sucks.” I couldn’t help but giggle as the two laughingly relived the memory.

Sabrina was pretty funny, and I had to admit, Kane was too.

“Well, it’s good to see you have a sense of humor about it,” I said. “Anyway, I was just in here looking for someone.”

“Who were you looking for?” Kane asked curiously. His sea foam eyes studied me intently.

Just the way he looked at me made me feel weak in the knees. Damn, he was so hot. I averted my gaze, following his hand as he stroked a few strands of dark hair away from his forehead.

“Brad Stanford,” I mumbled.

“I see,” Kane responded, pursing his lips.  The way he said it, it seemed like he thought I was looking for Brad to hook up with him. My business with Brad had nothing to do with Kane. I was a big girl. I didn’t have to explain myself.

“Anyway, I need to get going.”

“Oh, please stay,” Sabrina said, patting the spot next to her in the booth. “I want to hear all about what’s going on with you.”

I shook my head. “Not much is going on with me. Now that the Dixie Diner is toast I’m looking for a job, but I’m not having much luck to be honest.”

“Well that’s a coincidence. Kane told me he was looking to hire someone to help out here, right Kane?”

Kane nodded. “It’s been crazy busy here. Business has picked up a lot lately and with the weddings we’ve had it’s been a total zoo. I thought I was doing fine with just five waitresses and myself, but having Bree around to help with reservations, seating, and a lot of the other jobs I was doing made me realize how much more I can get done when I can focus on other things.”

“Not that I’ve been so helpful lately,” Bree wrinkled her nose as she tapped her cast.

“Yeah you have,” Kane ruffled her hair affectionately. “I’ll miss you when you go home.” Kane turned his attention towards me. “I could use an all-around person…someone to wait tables, tend bar, take reservations, seat people. What do you think?”

The thought of working for Kane didn’t thrill me, but the thought of a job making money did.

“I think it sounds like a wonderful opportunity. Thank you Kane, I accept your offer. When can I start?”

I swallowed and fidgeted in my chair. Kane had called me into his office and I wasn’t sure what he was going to say. As usual, he looked totally delicious in a casual dark tee that showcased his muscles and denims that cupped his ass just right.

“Sit down, Marcie,” Kane motioned to the chair in front of his desk.

I slid into the seat as Kane sat down behind his desk.

I’d been working at Kane’s Bar and Grill for several weeks now and I loved it. Unlike the Dixie Diner, where the average age seemed to be seventy, Kane’s catered to a younger crowd. No one winked at me and then nudged their friends and whispered about my reputation. The crowd here didn’t care who I’d slept with—not that I’d slept with anyone lately. And the tips…on a good night waitressing, I made three times as much as I’d made at the Dixie. The other workers were generous with tip outs when I was working as a hostess or doing other duties. I’d already caught up with my rent, and at this rate, I’d be able to save the money to buy a car quickly. I was thrilled.

“So, how do you think you’re doing, Marcie?” Kane asked, his green eyes glinting at me.

I tried not to fidget. God, he was so frigging hot. “I…uh…I think things are going well. I hope so. I really enjoy working here.”

“That’s good, because I’m very pleased with your work, Marcie. You’re doing a great job. The customers love you.” Kane added, smiling, “the staff has no complaints either.” 

“Thank you, Kane. I appreciate that.” Kane could be blunt, but underneath that core of steel he did what he felt was the right thing to do. Over the weeks I’d worked for him I grew to respect him more each day. It meant a lot to me that he valued my efforts to do the best possible job I could.

Working for Kane was easier, yet harder in some ways than I’d thought it would be. Easier, because though I’d heard he was demanding, I found that he just liked things done a certain way. He was a fair boss. Harder, because I had to admit, I found him very hot and sexy. I had butterflies floating through my stomach when I looked at him and heard his deep voice. But I didn’t want to fuck up my job by falling for my boss. That was the last thing I needed to do.

“I like the way you multi-task. I’m thinking that there may be some growth opportunities for you here—perhaps an assistant manager’s job down the road?”

“That would be awesome!”

“Yeah…I think that’s a strong possibility. My other girls are good, but they don’t have your experience with handling customers.”

“Thank you so much, Kane. I really appreciate you giving me this opportunity, especially after…” I could feel my face flush as I remembered knocking over his copy machine
and
what I was doing when I knocked it over.

Kane waved his hand. “Forget about it. We all make mistakes.”

“Thanks Kane.”

“Oh, and I have something for you,” Kane said, reaching towards a drawer in his desk.

“What’s that?”

My eyes widened as Kane opened the drawer and pulled out a stack of bills. He put them on the table and pushed them towards me.

“Wha…what is this?”

“That’s the money you gave me for the copy machine—all five hundred dollars of it.”

“Really? But, what about the machine? I thought you were going to get a new one?” I glanced over to the stand that had held Kane’s copier. There was still an empty space where the machine had been.

“Bree called the company to see about getting a replacement. It turns out the machine had a full ‘no questions asked’ warranty, so they are replacing it for free. Of course, it takes weeks for the replacement to come in, but it’s been about seven weeks so it’s due any day now.”

“Gosh, thank you. This is amazing.” Kane didn’t have to give me my money back. It was very generous of him. “I really appreciate it.” I wanted to tell Kane to keep the money just for his inconvenience, but living paycheck to paycheck made that hard. I picked up the bills and tucked them in my purse. If only I had the money back that Brad had stolen from me, then I would be in fantastic shape.

“Thank you so much again, Kane, for everything. Is there anything else?” I got up to leave.

Kane cleared his throat. “Well, there is one thing.”

“What is it?”

“I saw your profile had been removed from the ‘Luscious Lads and Ladies Marriage Mates’ website.

I shook my head, rolling my eyes. “Yeah, I love Vic, but he’s not the greatest web master. He said there was a technical glitch and it took him a long time to figure out how to fix it.  But he finally got my profile off of there.”

“That’s good if that’s what you wanted.”

I stumbled over my words. “I…I…felt self-conscious putting myself out there on the Shifter Villages marriage match site, knowing what some of the townspeople think of me. I figured folks were going to give me a hard time if I was on the site. But no one has said much of anything. Maybe it’s because I’m working here and not at the diner.”

“Oh?” Kane raised his brows.

“Well,” I admitted, “at the diner some of the customers could be brutal. I developed a pretty thick skin, but there was a lot of teasing and I tried to avoid it if I could.”

“So, you are looking for love? You’re just worried about what people will say?” Kane furrowed his brows.

I nodded.

“Marcie, I don’t care what people in the town think,” Kane lowered his voice. “I can’t deny it. I’m very attracted to you. My guts tell me you’re right for me. It’s not just a physical thing. I want you in every way and seeing you here every day...”

As Kane spoke, a jolt of desire rushed through my body. To hear him tell me he wanted me more than just physically—it sent a thrill through me. And I knew I wanted Kane too—so much that I ached for him. It was something I’d tried to ignore, but it was there, and so real. What if Kane really did want me—not just my body, but me? I tried to brush the thought aside. Men had sweet-talked me before. I absolutely could not fuck up this job!

“I…I need to get back to work,” I turned away from Kane. I could barely think straight.

I quickly moved over to the door, but Kane called out to me. “Marcie, wait!”

“Kane, no, I…” I turned the knob on the door and opened it, but suddenly Kane was by my side. He reached down and tilted my face up towards his.

“Marcie, please give me a chance. I’m not like the other guys.”

“No, I…Kane…”

Kane didn’t wait for me to finish my sentence. In one motion he pushed the office door closed, leaned down, and pressed his mouth against mine. The sensation of his lips was electric. I tried to pull away, but waves of desire coursed through me.

Kane pulled his head back for a moment and looked at me. “I want you Marcie,” he growled, “your scent tells me you want me too.”

I couldn’t deny the ache in my heart and the lust in my body. I wanted this man in every way possible. I tried to pull away with every ounce of willpower I had, but it was of no use.

“Admit that you want me,” Kane demanded, “admit it.”

“No, I…oh God,” I crushed my face into Kane’s brawny chest.

“Don’t be afraid, Marcie.”

There was no sense denying it. “Yes, yes…” I whimpered. “I want you more than anything.” I knew Kane could smell my need. I could feel my juices flowing between my legs.

I gazed down at the floor. “I…I…just don’t want to be hurt again. I just can’t handle…” I looked up at Kane.

“I know you’ve been emotionally scarred by men, but I want you to trust me.” His eyes captured mine, luminous with their intensity. “Will you give me a chance and trust me, Marcie?”

I nodded.

“I want to make you mine, Marcie, now and forever.”

I could barely speak. “Yes…yes,” I whispered.

Kane held me tightly against his body. I could feel his cock growing harder as he pressed against me.

“Mmm, you are so delicious,” Kane murmured as he licked the side of my neck. “I want to taste all of you.”

A shudder ran through me as Kane’s hands reached under my top and he pulled it over my head.

“Your body is so perfect,” Kane’s eyes filled with pleasure as they took in my breasts.

He lowered his lips to the top of my breasts and licked the tender flesh. My nipples were turgid as he pulled the straps of my bra down.

“Kane, should we…” but my words were lost as Kane sucked, nibbled and caressed my breasts. “Ohhhhh,” I moaned as the pleasure rolled through me. My panties were dripping with desire.

“I love sucking your beautiful titties and you love having them sucked, don’t you?” Kane didn’t wait for an answer, but pulled one nipple, then the other, into his mouth, pinching the tip with his teeth.

“Come to bed with me,” Kane rumbled. He swept me up in his arms and opened the office door.

I barely had time to think before he pushed open another door near his office.

“This is where I sleep,” Kane grunted, plopping me on his oversized bed. “I want to explore every inch of you.”

He had a look in his eye that was a combination of pure lust, sheer desire, and animal madness. I knew I was in for it, and I couldn’t wait.

Kane stripped off his shirt. He was muscled perfection with powerful pecs, a broad chest, and washboard abs.

I swallowed hard as he pulled off his pants. Kane’s dick was huge and throbbing.

“Now you,” Kane commanded as he stood over me, “take off the rest of your clothes.”

“Well, I…” I felt a little self-conscious in front of Kane. I liked my curvy, full figured body, but I knew it wasn’t the ‘ideal image’ the media liked. Kane’s body was ridiculous it was so perfect. What would he think?

As I hesitated, Kane raised his brows.

“Okay…” I lifted my rear up from the bed and slithered out of my jeans. My panties were practically glued to my crotch I was so wet. I pulled those off too. Everything was on full display and I felt a moment of self-consciousness, but Kane’s eyes were gleaming with desire.

“You’re beautiful, Marcie—so beautiful.”

I wanted to please him and I reached towards his cock to stroke it, but he gently pushed my hand away.

“You don’t want me to touch you?”

Kane smiled. “Marcie, of course I do. But let’s go slow.”

He eased onto the bed next to me so we were facing side by side and pulled my body towards his. A shiver ran through me as he ran his big hand along my back, over my butt and back up along the curve of my waist and hip, all while staring into my eyes. Kissing me softly and gently, and then with more urgency, his lips explored the side of my neck and moved to my mouth. The smell of his warm, spicy breath was delicious as our tongues entwined, playing with one another.

“Mmm, your tits feel so good,” Kane ran his hand along my breasts, massaging them. “They taste so delicious,” he growled, lowering his lips to the sensitive flesh.

The sensation of Kane nipping and sucking at my nipples with his teeth drove me wild. Jolts of electricity burned through my body. Kane ran his hand down the length of my body to my pussy and rubbed it as he alternated between kissing my lips and sucking my tits.

My toes curled as Kane lowered his lips, licking from my breasts to my belly button and then down the trail to my clit.

“I want to eat you,” he moaned as his tongue made a beeline for my pussy. 

I glanced down at him. “Yes, oh God, yes,” I whimpered, spreading my legs. But Kane wasn’t satisfied. He grabbed my thighs and spread them even wider apart. Then he placed his hands on the sides of my hips so he had full access and started lapping at my pussy with his long, rough tongue.

I was having trouble breathing and my mind became mush. The feel of Kane’s hot tongue as he lapped at my slick folds, sucking them in his mouth and then releasing them, drove me crazy.

“You’re so fucking tasty,” he roared. His mouth was wet, covered in my sticky juices.

Kane zeroed in on my clit, nibbling and sucking the tender bud. My back started to arch and I could feel the pressure building. I felt like I was going to explode any second. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, Kane sat up on the bed, his knees underneath him, and pulled me up so I was next to him. He grabbed my ass cheeks with one hand and placed the other on his cock.

“Geez…” I let out a gasp as I grasped it too, and felt the sheer enormity of it. It was thick, long, and hard as steel. I lowered my face to his cock, pulling it into my mouth. Fisting his cock, I sucked it into my lips, enjoying the fullness of his girth. I ran my hand up and down along the base of his shaft as my mouth took in as much of him as I could. Kane stroked my hair, his eyes half closed with pleasure as I sucked him.

“God, you’re so good Marcie. But I need to feel my cock inside you,
now
.” Kane flipped around so his back was on the bed and I was on top of him. “Do you want me, Marcie?”

I gulped. “Yes, yes!” I was so ready to feel him deep inside of me—I was aching with desire.

As we kissed and our lips met, his cock entered me. He moved me up and down on his shaft, slow and gentle…so damn good. I was so wet I glided easily as he filled me up with his enormous dick.

“Not just now, Marcie…do you want me forever?”

“Oh God, yes.” The feelings I had for this man were so powerful I couldn’t imagine not being with him.

His strong arms bounced my pussy up and down on his shaft faster. “Good, because I’m going to brand you and make you mine. Is that ok with you?”

“Yes, oh…” A thrill of fear and excitement swept through my body. I knew when a shifter branded a woman it was to tag them as their mate. Kane was telling me he was going to make me his.

Suddenly, my body couldn’t take anymore. I knew I was going to orgasm. Kane moved his lips to my neck and as I climaxed, a sharp, piercing pain burned into my flesh. He’d bit me.

Kane Foster had bit me.
I was his!