My need to claim her…finally claim her, was greater than the need to track him down and beat him into a pulp. That fool would sleep alone tonight.
But Lexi was mine.
Sliding my hand down, I tangled our fingers together as I led her to my room. I slowed when I realized she was practically running, but did not stop until we were behind the closed and locked door.
My c**k was hard, a result of the fight, but also knowing the last impediment in the way of making Lexi mine was gone.
She stood before me, her breathing ragged, her eyes wide and a tad tentative, but not fearful. The dress she wore was short, falling to her knees, the color a soft pink. It was a perfect match color of the blush on her cheeks, of her innocence. The dress covered her breasts and had short sleeves, but I could see
