Unwavering devotion [Complete, 18+]

CHAPTER 23: SURPRISE

"WHAT ABOUT THIS ONE?" I ASKED SINKING DEEP INTO THE LUXURIOUS      leather, the seat so deep even my long legs barely brushed the floor. I watched as she trailed her hand along another sofa, tracing the woven pattern frowning at the price. "Come join me Belle, please." I held out my hand for her to take and she did, falling against me. "What do you think of this one?"

"I don't know Jason, I can't decide anymore. My feet hurt and I'm so tired." I pulled her legs up over mine, massaging her calves as she rested her head on my shoulder. "We've been to so many shops today and bought so much, I don't think I can do any more."

"We only have this last thing to pick out and then I have a surprise for you. So we need a few so we can have a selection of different types or the same to make it normal and simple?" I queried Belle surveying the many contrasting sofas around us. 

"Who wants to be simple and we aren't normal by any sense of the word," she exhaled sharply entwining our fingers. 

"That's true. Well I think we should get one of these, I could fall asleep in this thing it's amazing. Now I saw you eying that patterned one over there so that makes two."

She opened her mouth to object but I pulled her lips to mine instead to silence her. 

"You don't have to, it's really expensive." 

"I know I don't but I want to and now that I have access to my family's wealth, I can give you anything you wish," I said against her lips, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.   

"Thank you...now what about the other ones?" She asked looking around us. "That one was pretty comfy but I'm not sure about the colour: cream will wear quickly."

"I'm sure it comes in a different colour shall we go have a look?" I whispered but she just tightened her arms around me, shaking her head.

 "Can we just rest here for a bit?" She asked, face tucked against my neck, lips brushing her mark on purpose. Clutching her head to my neck, I drew her legs higher to cover the bulge in my pants. 

"I don't think this is resting," I muttered out struggling to keep my hands still, back ram rod straight. Her tongue flicked out and my grip tightened, panicking slightly as a salesman neared. "We have company my love," warning her to not do anything further for fear I would lose control entirely. 

"Is there anything I can help you with Sir? Madam?" 

Belle giggled quietly in my ear when she heard her being addressed as madam. I smiled as she refused to look up, just buried her head deeper into my neck embarrassed. 

The salesmen had an ill-fitting suit and a thin tie attached skewwhiff. A dog-eared badge on his breast pocket informed me that his name was Greg. His shirt, once white had clearly seen to many mixed washes and coffee and lunch stains littered the protruding belly region that was barely allowing the buttons to meet. His face was shiny with sweat, not helped by the bright lights of the warehouse, and spots covered his face. When he smiled, crooked, stained teeth were revealed.  

"Yes thank you. Can you draw up the paperwork to purchase some sofas including this one?" I asked keeping my face as straight as possible.

"That's great to hear, what other sofas or furniture are you interested in?" A gleam came into the human's eyes, greed evident from imagining what commission he would get from the sale.  

I gestured to the sofas we had already chosen and picked out further sofas from a brochure he had fetched, all the time Belle remained against me. It took all I had in me to not attack my mate as she continued to torture me. Signing the last box, Greg grinned and left, a spring in his step, saying that they will be delivered the next day.