Claimed Series

Claimed

They nod, but my sister looks just as shocked as me. “You and dad were arranged?”

“So were Jamie and I. He was the only decent man left on this side of the pond and handsome enough to put up with it,” Serena chuckles, and my lips curl. I take a sip quickly to hide it.

“I didn’t know that was a thing. I didn’t know our family did that,” I say, and Ophelia nods. Her expression looks thoughtful.

“Did you guys set up Theo and me?” She asks, and our mother frantically shakes her head.

“No, darling. As I said, we allow you to choose who you want. Since your grandfather passed away, your father has been in charge of the entire estate, and the inheritance rules were stripped away.”

I grab Ophelia’s hand, giving it a quick squeeze in support.

She smiles before getting up,” I’m going to walk around and thank everyone for coming.”

My mother stands, “I’ll join you.”

We sit silently for a few moments after they leave, I swear I can feel my aunt’s gaze, but I’m staring at the house.

“What are the men doing?” I ask, peeking toward her and confirming that her watchful eyes haven’t left me.

“Golfing. What else would they be doing? You think the men would be so unrefined to go to a strip club?”

I push my tongue against the back of my teeth to stop myself from snapping at her, my fist clenching around my glass as I breathe. “No, the strip club wasn’t my first thought.”

I knew they had set off to golf hours before our brunch had started, but I doubt that was the only plan for the day. I wanted to know the chances of seeing him again before I trek back to my tiny sanctuary away from this.

“You know, your beauty will eventually fade,” my aunt says, sipping her drink as her eyes drag down my body. I scowl at her and shrug; who doesn’t know that your looks change as you age.

She raises a singular eyebrow, “Don’t care? You should. It might feel enchanting now… to temporarily be the center of someone’s world, but just remember they wouldn’t be with you if you didn’t look the way you do.”

I lock my gaze on her, my stomach twisting as I try to decipher her hidden meaning. Did she know about Jaime and me? Is that possible? She wasn’t even here last night, and there was no way she could have heard it from someone else.

Her lips pull into a wicked smile, “Just a thought.”

“Thanks,” I drawl out, looking away, “I’ll take it into consideration the next time I need to ponder why a man might be into me.”

She cackles, the noise grating against my nerves. “You do that, little Em.”

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Jamie:::

Inever imagined the ache I would feel being away from her. It hadn’t been 24 hours, and I missed her; it made me feel crazy. At my age, I’ve never felt anything like this. How could I feel something so strongly about someone so swiftly? But it wasn’t that quick; I have known Emma and her family for over a decade. I had watched her grow from a teenager to the young woman she is now. I wondered how she felt about me. I was pushing forty, young enough to start a family, but not with someone her age.

Debating the consequences of getting caught, I knew I wouldn’t get any sleep without seeing or touching her. I didn’t want to chance another sleeping pill incident, even with my wife sleeping next door. Jumping into a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, I held my shoes in my hand as I crept down the hallway. It was dark, the moonlight lighting the floor, and soft noises pierced the air as I passed the doors of everyone sleeping.

I couldn’t breathe fully until I reached the back door, slipping outside and into my shoes. Glancing at the house one more time before taking off in a jog to the back corner of the estate, I hoped she was still awake or at least alone. That thought made me pause. What if she wasn't alone? How could I explain showing up at the door in the middle of the night?

The lights are on when I reach her cottage, and I think about looking through her windows before deciding it is a little creepier than I wanted. Knocking on her door, my heart pounds as I pray she is alone.

Her door flings open as she smiles at me, “Hi.”

“Hi,” I breathe, smiling back.

“I was hoping you would come by tonight.”

Warmth spreads throughout my chest, “Well, let me in then.”

Her blue eyes widen as she hurries back with an apology. I chuckle and grab her around the waist as I push the door shut with my foot. She giggles as I pull her to my chest, my hand wrapping around her neck. I kiss her soft lips with a moan, and her hands glide under my sweatshirt, my stomach clenching at the scrap of her nails. We stumble backward as we continue kissing, I lead her to the couch and drop down, pulling her to straddle my lap.

Her hands grip my shoulder as she pushes back, settling her center tightly against my dick.

Emma’s eyes are dilated, her cheeks are flush, and she bites her lip, staring at me. “I almost felt like I imagined it. Last night.”

I drag my hands up her ribs, teasing the underside of her breasts with my fingers, “It certainly doesn’t feel real.”

Stroking her hard nipple, I move her shirt further to pull the taunt bud into my mouth. My tongue swirls around it before I bite it lightly. Her hips jerk forward, grinding her pussy against me.

“Wait-” she gasps, her nails digging into my skin. I let go of her nipple with a sloppy pop and leaned against the cushion, locking my gaze with hers.

I can see her swallow before she pulls her shirt off, and my attention is drawn back to the perfection that is her tits. “You better say what you need to say quickly, baby.”

She nods, “I want this. You. I want you, but,” Emma trails off, looking up at the ceiling for a few seconds before turning back to me, her eyes glistening, “What happens after?”

“After the wedding?”

“Yeah.”

What happens when we’re no longer within a few miles of each other. That was the question, wasn’t it? There was no question that I wanted her, especially after spending so much time with a woman who never showed me kindness. A woman that never showed me true passion, that never offered me a fraction of the warmth I see in Emma’s eyes right now.

I smile at her, tucking loose hair behind her ear, “I settle my affairs overseas and come back here with you. What happens after that is up to you, my love.”

She sucks in a quick breath, “You wouldn’t want me to move there?”

“No,” I shake my head, settling further into the couch. My hands gripping the swells of her ass to keep her pussy snug against my cock, her warmth soaking through, “I never wanted to move there to begin with. I only did it to appease your aunt and your grandfather, but… the position I was in is being eliminated, and I have enough investments to retire if I wanted.”

“My family’s company?” She asks

“No, I haven’t worked for your family in a long time.” I stare at her pointedly, not wanting to discuss those logistics.

Emma nods, glancing towards a closed door which I assume is her home office, “I haven’t either. They wanted me to, but I couldn’t be trapped like that.”

“Any other worries?” I tease my fingers along the waistband of her thin sleep shorts and her stomach contracts.

“If I am pregnant, I want to run somewhere far away from all of them,” She whispers, dropping her forehead to mine, “I can take my work anywhere.”

“Whatever you want,” I say against her lips, “You wouldn’t have to worry about a thing but to grow our baby.”

She smashes our mouths together, and I groan, tapping her hips to lift so I can take her shorts off. She obliges, and my clothes are quick to follow. Her hand wraps around my cock, kissing down my neck as I shut my eyes, taking in her touch. The feeling of being wanted has my dick so hard that I’m afraid I will come sooner than I want.