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“I said no, Caleb. You don’t get to kidnap me, break me, and then use me like this.”
“You don’t make the rules here, darling.”
A small thrill zinged through me. I’d always loved breaking his rules. But not now. Not if he wanted me to. Then it hit me. He wanted this, wanted my body even if he didn’t love me. That much, at least, hadn’t been a lie. He was every bit a slave to thisthingbetween us as I was. I had to use that to my advantage.
“My body, my rules.”
He grinned, the hand at my throat flexing ever so slightly and making my breath hitch. The knuckles of his free hand skimmed the underside of my breast, my nipples tightening into sharp little points at the barely-there contact. He chuckled, low and soft, missing nothing.
“Seems like your body belongs to me.”
“I don’t belong to anyone.”
“My mark would say otherwise.”
He was right. All of them marked me; all of them owned me, just like I owned them. “Then my mark means the same. You’re mine, even if you think you’re not.”
Unmitigated desire burst to life in his eyes. “I never said I wasn’t.”
I had to play this carefully. He was still bound to me, if only by lust. But if our connection was anything like the one Noah and I shared, he might be able to sense my thoughts or feelings. I wasn’t sure to what degree, but to protect myself I’d have to block him, wear a mask to hide my intentions from him. I needed him to let down his guard, trust that I’d stay with him. That I was his.
Steeling myself, I slipped on the facade of his good girl. I didn’t want to think about what it said about me that it was so easy. “Tell me the rules, Daddy.”
His nostrils flared, and his eyes were all but black. “No harming yourself. I’m the only one who gets to mark this perfect skin.” His thumb slid up the side of my neck, and his lips lifted when he felt my pulse’s reaction to those words. “You’ll eat and care for yourself. I don’t mind your tantrums, but you will not take your anger towards me out on your body or your wellbeing.”
I was surprised that he still cared enough to make such rules. It was easy enough to agree. I didn’t have any intention of doing anything that would weaken me or hurt the baby. “Fine. Anything else?”
“You won’t try to escape.”
I had to school my features so Caleb wouldn’t sense the massive mental eye roll that set off. If he really thought I would play the pretty little captive, he wasn’t giving me enough credit. Then again, it might be why he was trying to make it one of his rules. Regardless, that’s one rule I was absolutely going to break.
“I won’t?”
“No, darling one, you won’t. All that would serve to do is annoy me. This is my island. No one can access it except by my invitation, and no one is invited to join us at present. Or leave.”
“They’ll find me, Caleb. You have to know that.”
He let out a low, dark chuckle. “No, I assure you, they won’t. Ever.”
“Don’t be so sure about that. Have you met Kingston? And I doubt Alek or Noah are the kind of men to sit back and do nothing when someone steals their mate. Alek is a berserker, for Christ’s sake. You have to know what they’re going to do to you when they find us.”
“Like I already told you. They aren’t going to find us. The island is protected. Concealed by a spell—”
“Moira—”
He shook his head. “Not even your witch is strong enough to break through the protection. Heed my warning, Miss Fallon. You are alone here for as long as I want you to be. You will behave. You will follow my rules. You will be my good girl.”
I gritted my teeth and fought back the urge to spit something hateful at him.
“Look at you, trying so hard to be good for your daddy. You can’t help yourself, can you, darling? You want me to spank that pretty cunt.”
I closed my eyes against the multitude of emotions hitting me at once. Desire, fury, hunger. No wonder hate sex was so popular. It was a potent cocktail. I might have given into the instinct if not for the panic. I was playing a game. I couldn’t afford to forget what was at stake.
My freedom. My daughter’s life.
“I’m trying, Daddy. For you.”
Pleasure banked in his expression. He leaned his face in close and pressed a kiss to my forehead. “I know you are,a stor.”
