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“Exactly. So, let’s not drag this out.”
I square my shoulders. “I need a shower and sleep.”
“You will have both when you beg me.”
Clenching my hands into balls at my sides, I can only stare at him with hatred seeping from my heart.
“Beg, Sabella, on your knees, and you can have a shower and your bed. After you fuck me.”
“No, thanks,” I say, my nostrils flaring. “I’d rather stay dirty and sleep on the floor.”
Calculation tightens his features. “If that’s what you want, that’s what you’ll get.”
I’m trembling with anger. I should’ve taken a knife in the kitchen, preferably a blunt one. I could’ve stabbed it into his cold, sadistic heart.
“Strip,” he says. “Or do you prefer that I undress you? I can promise you it won’t be romantic.”
I spit the words at him. “Go to hell.”
“We’re consummating our marriage in my family home tonight. Cooperate, and it’ll be over sooner.”
“You’re such a jerk.”
“Strip, Sabella. You’re not shy, are you? I’ve already seen every part of you.”
Biting back an ugly retort, I tear out of my clothes. He follows my actions with his gaze, not giving me a reprieve from his invasive stare.
When I’m naked, he says, “Get onto the bed on your hands and knees.”
I’m not getting out of this. He won’t let it go. I may as well just give him what I signed up for and, like he said,get it over with.
My lip curls as I get on the bed and look back at him. “Are you going to spank me again? Is that what you need to get hard? What does that make you, Angelo? A fucking sadist?”
The jab I aimed at his character is useless. He laughs it off, stepping up to the edge of the bed and tracing my opening with a finger.
The touch jolts me. My body jerks.
“Play with yourself,” he commands.
“Why?” I ask, infusing my tone with more snideness. “Does the show get you off?”
“I don’t want to milk my cock with a dry cunt.”
The crude words turn me cold inside even as heat pushes up in my neck. “Is it fun being an asshole?”
“Only to you.” He grabs his cock in his fist and pumps twice. “Get yourself wet, wife. It’ll be nicer for my dick, but you’re the one who’ll benefit most.”
I want to slap him so hard I have to fist my hands in the covers to prevent myself from attacking him again. He makes it difficult to hold on to my dignity.
“There’s a woman at the pleasure house,” he says when I don’t react. “She’s called in to prepare new brides for their wedding nights. Shall I call her? I’m sure she won’t mind coming out, despite the hour. I can watch while she gets your body ready. She’ll ask me which method I prefer. A lubricant will be quick. She’ll make sure to get it deep inside you. But watching her get you wet with a vibrator may be more fun.”
Tears burn behind my eyes. I face forward lest he notices. He’s trying to humiliate me, and he’s succeeding. I shouldn’t let him get to me. I simply shouldn’t think about it.
“Make your choice, Sabella.”
There is no choice. Slipping a hand between my legs, I touch myself with trembling fingers.
“Spread your legs,” he says. “Let me see if you’re getting the job done.”
