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Normally,I was up at the crack of dawn to get started on my day, and the first thing I would do was go down to work out with Darren, Adrian, and James. Then, I’d go train with the other soldiers, even though I no longer had to. I just did it to keep that level of respect with the soldiers.
But after the night before with Inessa, I wanted to make sure she was truly okay. I had a feeling it was the very first time she’d ever been in any kind of submissive position like that. It was hot as fuck to see her tied down and at my mercy, but a dom took care of his sub.
And she was my wife. I intended to take care of her, even if we were off to an extremely rocky start.
She groaned in my arms, slowly coming awake. Her head was on my chest, where she’d been since I’d cleaned her up and she passed out last night. One of her legs was thrown over mine, and her arm was draped over my bare abs. She’d slept so hard and so peacefully that she hadn’t budged a single time.
“Jaxon?” she groaned, blinking up at me. She sleepily rubbed her eyes, looking towards the window before looking back at me. “It’s daylight,” she said in confusion.
I smiled, unable to help myself. She could be amusing sometimes. And it was good to see that she was already making herself familiar with my morning routine.
“Yes, baby girl, it is daylight.” I played with a strand of her hair after I set my phone on my stomach. “I wanted to make sure that you were okay.”
She frowned at me. It was more of a thoughtful frown than anything else. “Okay?” she finally questioned. It was both adorable and slightly frustrating that she didn’t understand.
Just how used to pain was my little wife?
I lifted her bruised wrists, placing tender kisses to each one. Her skin flushed, and longing rang in her eyes—longing for an emotional attachment to someone who would truly care for her. I’d seen it in Emmaline’s eyes when James had first claimed her, and I’d seen it again in Juliana’s when Darren had brought her home from the club.
I hated that my own wife who came from wealth and luxury had never been properly loved and taken care of. Emmaline and Juliana had both come from extremely rough upbringings. Inessa had been the last person I’d expected something like this from.
I would rectify that immediately.
“Yes, baby. Are you okay?” I rubbed my thumb over her tender wrists. “I didn’t realize we were so rough last night.”
Her cheeks darkened even more. God, she was so innocent, and I loved it. I hope she never lost that innocence or that blush.
“I’m okay,” she whispered. She licked her lips, drawing my eyes to them for a moment before I locked them back on her face. “Last night was . . . incredible.”
I grinned and leaned forward, pressing my lips to hers before I stood from the bed, stretching my arms above my head. My little wife ran her eyes over me when she thought I wasn’t looking, taking in my naked body and my cock which was already jutting out at half mast, ready to sink inside of her sweet, willing body again.
I couldn’t fucking get enough of her.
“I’m going to take a shower,” I told her. She nodded in understanding. “Food will be here shortly.”
With that, I strode into the bathroom, feeling her eyes on my ass as I went. When I had the bathroom door shut behind me, I laughed softly.
My little wife was a vixen, and she had no fucking idea.
I couldn’t wait to train her.
* * *
When I got out of the shower, the food arrived at that moment. With one look and not a word spoken, I ordered Inessa to stay on the bed as I tightened my towel around my waist. One of the girls that worked here as not only a maid of sorts but also a fuck toy was standing there holding the tray of food instead of Mrs. Judy.
I took the food from her. “You are dismissed.” Hurt flashed through her eyes. I had partaken in some of the things she offered, but I was a married man now. I would not fuck around on my wife. If Inessa became pregnant and decided she wanted nothing more to do with me, then my hand would have to suffice for the remainder of our marriage.
I shut the door in the young woman’s face before spinning around to the table, setting the tray down. “Come. You need to eat,” I told Inessa. “I’ll join as soon as I’m dressed.”
She slid from the bed in the t-shirt and panties I’d put her to bed in the night before and padded barefoot to the table, her hair a mess around her head. But she looked so beautiful that it took my breath away.
A woman with a natural beauty like Inessa’s deserved to be cherished.
I strode into the closet and frowned at her rack of clothes. Her clothes yesterday had been about two sizes too big, swallowing her. I knew some women were comfortable in bigger clothes, but a part of me knew that Inessa didn’t dress like this out of choice.
She had been forced to hide her body, and that shit pissed me off.
With a disgusted grunt, I pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt before shrugging on my leather jacket. Once my feet were in my boots, I strode back out and sat with Inessa at the table, filling my plate with food. She watched me as she munched on a slice of bacon.
“You’ll be going out with Emmaline today to pick up some clothes while everything you two ordered yesterday gets shipped here,” I told her.
Inessa looked at me in confusion. “But I have clothes.”
