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Because yeah, that was how this world worked.
Contracts.
Arranged marriages.
It was very second world. Very Victorian. But it worked. Women outside of this way of life didn’t understand. Aoife? She did. Maybe she hadn’t learned it like Magdalena had, but she’d learned it from living in the territory.
She was dozing, I realized, when I made it back to her side, and I smirked down at her, ridiculously proud that I’d worn her out. From this angle, her tits were fucking epic. Better than a swimsuit model’s. These weren’t goddamn apples, but fucking melons. Jesus, if I stayed away from them tonight, I deserved a goddamn medal.
I shuddered, forced my gaze away from them, and then carefully placed the cloth over her sore cunt. It was a mixture of pink from exertion, the heat of the washcloth, and her natural coloring down there. I liked seeing it, wanted to see my cum spill from her pussy even more.
Next time, I promised myself.
Next time.
She stirred when I pressed my finger carefully inside her, swirling it gently to try and soothe her inside. When she winced, I retreated, knowing I was trying to help but could be making it worse.
Instead, I left the cloth there and climbed atop her. My cock settled against the fabric, too, separating us, and though she stiffened with me directly above her, she stared up into my eyes with no fear.
She was a bewildering mixture.
Trepidatious, yet also, confident.
It was a concoction I was pleased to decipher.
“Why didn’t you warn me?”
My voice was raspier than I’d intended. When she flinched, I knew she thought I was angry. She dipped her chin and turned her gaze from mine, but I reached up and forced her to look at me.
“I ask because I could have been kinder to you.”
That had her tensing beneath me. “I wouldn’t have changed what happened if you asked me to.”
Her tone was husky, and it sent shivers down my spine. I heard the lilt of home in her words, and it made me need her all the more.
“I wouldn’t hurt you like that,” I chided her. “There are ways Iwillhurt you . . .” I curved my teeth about her bottom lip, nipped again, just enough to hurt. When she moaned, I knew I’d made my point. “But I wouldn’t have hurt you during your first time.”
“I-It’s okay,” she whispered shyly.
I sighed. It wasn’t okay, but she was obviously not going to agree with me.
Instead of arguing, I slipped my tongue between her lips and kissed her. Fuck, just the meeting of our mouths was enough to stir my cock to life. She tensed in response to it, but it was like the upper half and the lower half of her body were at war.
I kissed her, nipping and biting at her lips, fucking her mouth like I couldn’t fuck her cunt.
“Relax,” I cooed at her. “Nothing else is going to happen tonight.”
She released a shaky breath, and as I stared at her face, I saw the disappointment there.
“Do you know what a pearl necklace is?”
Her eyes widened. “You don’t mean a necklace of pearls, do you?”
“No, smartass,” I mocked, but I had to laugh at her when her nose crinkled as she hid a chuckle. It was the first real side of her I’d seen all evening—my own fault considering I’d threatened and maneuvered her here.
Still, I had time to learn more of her.
Time to get to know every inch of this gorgeous fucking body.
