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Stay and make myself come while he watches? There’s a thought. Can I trade that for some freedoms I want? “I thought you had dinner plans?”
“I did. I’m home.” He narrows his eyes at me. “Earlier than I would have liked.”
“What does that mean?”
He pulls his lower lip between pearly white teeth. “I had plans to be at my club.”
“Club?”
“A pleasure club, Isabella. A place where I take out my aggression through brutal sex.” His honesty isbrutallyshocking.
“And is this a club membership you plan to maintain once we’re married?”Thiscould sway me to keep fighting for a way out. Maybe he’s more like Papa than I gave him credit for earlier.
“Aye.”
My breath leaves me, and I grip the side of the tub to stand, towel or no towel. “You plan to be unfaithful to me?” I give him a view of my body, thinking that makes a good argument.
His right cheek ticks, and a smile lifts from that side, as well. “This is an arranged marriage. I’m under no obligation to be faithful.”
“Then I’m not either, especially since I had no say in this.”
Fire burns in his green eyes, and I’m not sure if it’s that I dared to challenge him or the idea of another man screwing his wife. It happens so quickly. His hand grips my sex, fingers dangerously close to my folds. “Say that again—how you plan to let another man touch what is mine.”
Another hand snakes around my waist. I’m completely naked, and he’s completely dressed, the coarse silk suit jacket inflaming every nerve ending in my body.
“No comeback, princess?”
“I was just making a point.” My hands lay on his chest, but not to push him away. Damn, this feels nice.
“Did you make yourself come just now?”
Breathless, I utter, “No. You interrupted me.”
“Here’s a choice.” He dips his head to my shoulder and breathes against my neck. “You can finish in your bed alone, or I can finish you off right now. With my mouth, my fingers, or my cock. You decide, princess.”
My mouth goes dry, and my heart batters against my ribs. “I… I’ve never done anything like that.”
“Nothing?” After I shake my head, he presses his fingers deeper into my slit. “No man’s been inside you?”
“No one.” I catch our reflection in the mirror. My round, juicy ass glistens from the bath bomb.
Kieran stares at it, too, and our eyes meet in the mirror. He pulls my chin up. “I’m expecting you to be an obedient wife. In exchange, I’ll give you something that will be more important than my fidelity.”
“And what might that be?” Although I can guess since it’s growing in his pants and pressed against me.
“A crown. You’ll be my queen. You’ll be respected. Whoever is left to be loyal to your father will be loyal to you. And therefore, me.” He lowers his mouth to my neck, and hot breath fans the shell of my ear.
My breath hitches, and I consider whether I’ll be his greatest weapon or his greatest weakness. But his words have me seeing red. Fake or not. Arranged or not. He also just told me to my face that he plans to cheat on me.
“And people will respect me if you’re off with other women?” I ask with a tight throat, fighting the feeling of jealousy I don’t understand.
“The people who matter know what a powerful man needs.” His eyes sweep over me. “And that kind of rough sex is not something I care to inflict on a virgin. Now let’s take care ofthis…” His fingers swirl against what I’m sure is my swollen clit. “Open for me.”
The muscles in my right thigh relax, giving Kieran access to my center. His four fingers work my clit, and I explode in a matter of seconds. “Oh my God,” I groan, gripping his shoulders.
“Fuck, you’re slick for me.” He looks down at his hand. “Jaysus,” he growls, looking back at me.
My pulse quickens, and too many images fly through my mind. Visuals form and take root from reading too many romance novels. Now I’m living one, but it feels more like a horror story.
