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‘We’re leaving?’
‘For the next several nights, yes.’
‘I can’t help but think you’re kidnapping me again.’
‘Technically, I haven’t freed you from captivity yet,’ he said dryly, the teasing glint in his eyes setting her alight.
Her lips curled in a smile, and as she stared up at him the last of her resistance melted away.
She was in love with Seve Valente.
What better way to celebrate her wedding night than in his arms? In his bed. Where she could confess...as much as her limited knowledge of these things would allow...what she felt for him.
He caught her smile and something shifted in his eyes. A question? An acknowledgement? A flash of primal acceptance of his due?
Whatever it was, it thrilled and left her breathless, making her cling to him all through the twenty-minute ride into the mountains.
To the sprawling cabin set in the middle of dense woods that made it all the more perfect. From above she saw soft gold light scattered throughout the sprawling structure.
The air was cooler up here. When they alighted from the chopper, Seve shrugged out of his jacket and draped it over her shoulders, infusing her with his warmth and scent.
Hand in hand, they walked up the stone path that led to solid oak doors.
The moment the doors shut behind them, she heard the rotors of the chopper again. ‘Are we on our own?’ she asked.
He nodded, guiding her further into the vast living room, which had oak beams, sumptuous seats and a gentle fire roaring in the hearth.
Seve’s hands drifted down her middle and traced over the swell of her stomach before he responded. ‘Sí.If you’re worried about being away from civilisation, the pilot isn’t going very far, and the butler, doctor and a few staff are minutes away.’
She hadn’t fully taken in that there was a niggle until he volunteered the information. Then her shoulders relaxed. Kicking off her shoes, she turned and slid her arms around his neck, an act that was getting alarmingly easy and addictive. The circle of Seve’s arms was beginning to feel like...belonging.
Like home.
‘I’m not worried,’ she replied, then realised it was true. She’d admitted her trust and she knew Seve would do anything to protect their baby.
His lips curved against her neck and his hands moved from her belly to her hips, kneading firm circles into her flesh that made her moan. ‘Good. It’s been a long day. I should let you rest,’ he said, but she caught the thick need in his voice.
The same need echoing through her.
‘Yes, you should,’ she said, her attempt to tease sending a shiver through her own body. But he responded, his breathing a little erratic as he pressed a kiss to the sensitive skin beneath her ear. ‘But I’m guessing you’d rather keep me up for a little longer?’
‘Sí, mucho,’he growled, his hands digging deeper.
Genie was fairly sure he wasn’t aware how firmly he held onto her. She didn’t call his attention to it because she liked it. Liked him being so intensely enthralled. Liked being needed this much.
It was so new that she was still discovering the unique facets of it with far too much enthusiasm. So she turned, presented her back to him, and swept her hair to one side. ‘Help me with my zip?’
His nostrils flared and her skin tingled where his eyes feasted on her. Confident fingers drew down the long zip until it bared her back, and she cupped the dress to her chest to keep it from slipping to the floor.
When she glanced at him, the look in his eyes was ferocious. Earthy and primal. Devouring every inch of flesh he could find. ‘Cease the torture,mi esposa. Say the words.’
‘I want you, Seve. I need you to take me.’
His chest expanded on a heaving breath that stayed locked, making him almost appear a beast.Her beast.‘And? Tell me you know what that means.’
Emotion shook through her, solidifying her decision. This wasn’t a frivolous one-night stand. This was a commitment. For life. ‘I do. I come to your bed, I stay in your bed.’
The breath expelled from his lungs as he prowled around to face her, his chiselled features tightening as his fevered gaze roved all over her, stamping his complete ownership of her.
