Page 109 of Lord of Retribution


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“Me? Feisty?”

“Uh, yeah. You need to be controlled, especially that bad behavior of yours.”

We’d gotten much closer over the last few weeks, the man allowing his guard to fall. Then again, so had I. The romantic side to the man had confused and thrilled me, his reactions to almost everything from enjoying cooking dinner together to playing ball with Zorro unexpected. But I was learning the man was full of surprises.

“I’m a good girl. Isn’t that what you told me the last time we spent the night together?” Which to both of our dissatisfaction, had been five nights before. My mother had insisted we sleep apart prior to the wedding.

At least it was something small I could honor.

He pulled me onto my toes, lowering his head. As he pressed his lips against mine, I gathered a slight hint of bourbon on his breath.

“You’re drinking now?” I teased. Who cared? It was a celebratory day.

“I had a toast with the Brotherhood members,” he said in rebuttal. “They did provide us with a fabulous honeymoon in Fiji. I felt it was my duty to honor them with fulfilling their request for one drink before the wedding.”

He didn’t wait for me to answer, sweeping his tongue inside my mouth. The taste of him, including the cinnamon candy he’d popped into his mouth to try to disguise his faux pas sent another wave of tingles dancing down my spine. The man just did it for me all the way. I couldn’t wait for our two-week trip, although my beloved Zorro couldn’t go with us.

It would seem my mother was eager to bond with the pup, something I would also cherish for the rest of my life.

The kiss was a passionate moment so when he broke it, I whimpered in complaint. A grin on his mischievous face, he spun me around to the vanity, pushing me against the edge.

“What are you doing?” I demanded, giving him a stern look.

“Reminding you who’s in charge in our little union of two fractured souls.” He jerked up my dress, exposing my almost naked bottom, the sight of the blushing pink thong giving him a series of growls.

“I already told you. I’m a good girl.”

I was so excited my tummy had more butterflies than any other time. Seeing Zorro’s face as he watched his mommy and daddy dog brought more than a smile to my face. The pup was happy as could be.

Just like his mother.

Daniel grabbed the brush I’d used only minutes before. “Remember, there are rules you must follow. And if you don’t, this will be the result.” He grinned like some kid before bringing the wooden back of the brush down on my bottom.

The pain was nothing in comparison to the joy I had in my heart. But the man refused to stop, peppering my buttocks with savage swats, moving from side to side as he hummed some crazy tune I didn’t recognize. Not that I cared.

I loved him.

And as crazy as it might sound to some, I loved our life. Together. As one.

My hero.

My sexy man.

The one I swooned over on a regular basis.

Soon to be man and wife.

At the end of the day, love was truly the only thing that mattered.

Well, that and roaring nights of passion.

The End

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