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“And what about everything else? As your wife, do I remain a prisoner here? Never able to leave?”

“No, as my wife, you will be the mistress of this house. You will be able to come and go as you please —”

“I will?” I interrupt him, suddenly elated at the prospect of some freedom.

“Within reason, Kat,” he says, his voice stern and commanding. “I will still need to know where you’re going and you will always have security with you.”

I frown at him and he narrows his eyes before he adds, “For your safety and not because I think you’ll run.”

“How can you be so sure I won’t run?” I whisper, unable to resist the challenge.

He takes a step forward until his body is pressed against mine. “Because you would never leave our child. And if you ever tried to leave with our kid, you know that I would scorch this earth to ash to bring you both back to me.”

Heat blooms beneath my skin. His possessiveness is a red flag for me, at least it should be, so why does it make me feel so powerful and protected? Why does the thought of belonging to this man make me feel safer than I ever have in my life? Not to mention the fire in his eyes when he says things like that makes me want to wrap my legs around his waist. “Is this your idea of a proposal?” I ask instead.

“Kind of,” he says with a wicked grin.

I suck my bottom lip into my mouth as I stare into his dark eyes.

He runs one hand down my side until he reaches the hem of my top. “What the hell are these, kitten?”

I look down at my new nightwear. “Pajamas?”

He arches an eyebrow. “Where did you get them from?”

“Um, that boutique you have a line of credit for. Joey helped me. I was going to ask you if I could buy them, but you were busy, and I needed —”

“I don’t care that you spent any money, Kat,” he growls, caressing my cheek. “You can spend whatever you need. I’ve been meaning to tell you to buy some new clothes, but I do care that you bought this monstrosity.”

I look at the inoffensive clothing. They are soft, brushed white cotton with a faint love heart pattern. Hardly a monstrosity.

“They cover far too much of your beautiful body and I never want to see them again.”

Oh.They do kind of cover everything except my hands, feet and head. “Well, they’re also for sitting in the den, watching TV, or going for breakfast in the mornings,” I say with a shrug. “And I kind of like them.”

He fingers the hem as his eyes trail over my body. “I suppose they may have some use then, but they’re not for my bed.” He starts to pull the top off over my head.

“I was going to watch some TV with Joey,” I offer a feeble protest even as I lift my arms in compliance.

“Max and Joey are watching a movie. She won’t mind.”

“I’m so easily replaceable,” I say with an exaggerated sigh.

He tugs my top off and throws it onto the bed before pressing his lips close to my ear. “Not to me, kitten.”

His warm hands skate down my back until they dip beneath the waistband of my pants. When his fingers brush my bare ass, he lifts his head and arches an eyebrow at me. “No panties?”

“I don’t need them with pajamas,” I murmur as heat flashes over my cheeks.

A low growl rumbles in his throat as he peppers kisses over my neck while he pushes my pants over my hips. “My naughty little kitten.”

When the soft cotton lies in a pool at my feet, Dante lifts me, wrapping my legs around his waist and carrying me to the dresser before sitting me on it.

He slips a hand between my thighs, dragging a finger through my folds and making me moan softly. “Always so wet for me,” he hisses through clenched teeth.

I run my palm over his hard cock as it strains against the zipper of his suit pants. “Always so hard for me.”

“Hmm. Always,” he growls, his lips gliding over my skin before he reaches my breasts and sucks a nipple into his hot mouth, flicking the stiff peak with his tongue as he pushes two fingers inside my pussy.

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