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I have no clue what he’s talking about so I can’t begin to form a response.
“Why did you lie to me about being a fucking virgin?”
“I am a virgin. I mean, I was,” I reply in confusion. I try to tug the bottom of my dress lower as the sticky mess he made begins to leak from me, and I’m still not wearing any panties. His cum that’s full of sperm that could get me pregnant. That’s what he left behind. Lots of it. The throbbing ache between my legs is yet another confirmation that I’m no longer a virgin.
“Stop lying to me.”
He actually thinks I’m lying about being a virgin? What the hell?
“I’m not lying. Why would I lie about that?”
“You tell me.”
Scoffing, I admit, “I thought that was all you wanted from me. Do you think I want to be the inexperienced virgin marrying a man who owns a bunch of brothels?”
“How do you know about my brothels? Did Dante tell you?”
“No. Cass told me. It’s true, isn’t it?” I ask, feeling more confident in standing up to him now that we’ve had sex. I know I’m not his equal yet, and probably never will be. But at least I’m no longer an innocent girl. Don’t I at least deserve to know how my husband earns a living? It can’t be that big of a secret.
“Yes, it’s true,” he replies. “My family has owned brothels world-wide for three generations.”
“Do you fuck them?” It’s not the first time I’ve used the f-word, but it’s the first in front of Lochlan. He arches his eyebrow again as if he’s surprised I said it or asked the question.
“Do you really want to know?”
“Yes.”
“Then, yes. I’ve fucked some of them in the past.”
“And in the future?”
Now he smirks. “Is my little wife getting jealous? One ride on my cock, and you think you own it now?”
Of course, I’m jealous of those women who know what to do to make men happy because they’ve done it so many times. They know what to do to make Lochlan happy, which is knowledge I currently don’t have. And once we’re married, I don’t want his dick going anywhere near another woman again. My husband should only want me, especially if he demands to be the first and only one who gets inside my body.
“If you sleep with any of them after tomorrow, then I don’t want you to ever touch me again.” I’m not sure why I tell him that. Must be the jealousy combined with my self-consciousness, along with the throbbing ache and mess he caused between my thighs.
Lochlan’s jaw ticks like my dad’s does when he’s pissed. “That’s quite the ultimatum, princess. Nobody tells me what I can or can’t do. Especially not my little liar of a wife.”
Wow. If he still thinks I’m lying and refuses to do that one thing for me then screw him. Or better yet, I won’t let him screw me again. I should’ve insisted he not sleep around with anyone else before I let him take my virginity. Would he have even stopped if I told him to? Guess I’ll never know.
He talked about his plans for “next time” as if he was already looking forward to it. So, I remind him.
“Until you agree to my ultimatum, you can forget tying me down or whatever else tomorrow night.”
“Did you forget my warning that nothing will stop me from spreading your legs whenever I want?”
My lower belly clenches at the reminder of his threat.
So, tell me, princess, are you going to be a good girl who gives it up to me or a naughty girl who makes me take what’s mine?
Lochlan wants a challenge. Needs it to keep his interest. He even said so himself when I gave him my answer to his question. He doesn’t want me to be a good, obedient girl. He wants me to refuse him. To make him work for it.
Like tonight.
He somehow found me, interrupted me with another guy, and stabbed a man because he was jealous or possessive of me, of someone else having my innocence. He can call me a liar all he wants, but it doesn’t change the truth.
He said he still wants me. I think…I think I want him too despite the pain he inflicted. So, I’ll play along with his cruel game, waiting him out until he either agrees to be loyal to me, or takes what’s his again.
