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"You sound surprised."
"It’s really good, is all," she offers.
"I had time on my hands when I went traveling after leaving the church. After years of not allowing myself to indulge, it felt necessary to feed all of my senses, so I took some classes in different countries."
Her brow furrows. "Allof your senses?"
I nod.
"So you were with women?"
"You know I didn’t have penetrative sex with anyone for two years," I remind her.
"But you did do, uh…kinky stuff with them?"
"I watched. And I may have touched—"
She pauses with her fork halfway to her mouth.
"I was experimenting."
"Experimenting?"
"I knew my tastes ran to the extreme. I wanted to see how much."
"And what did you find?"
"That BDSM helped me deal with the trauma from my past."
"You mean inflicting pain on another helps you release your own?"
"And inflicting it on myself." I take another mouthful of the food, then nod to her plate. "You need to eat."
She places her fork on her plate. "I think I’ve lost my appetite."
"Are you jealous that there were other women I used before you?"
"Maybe?"
"You don’t need to be."
She tips up her chin.
"You’re the only woman I’ve wanted to bind to me. You’re the only woman I’ve wanted to mark. You’re the only one I married—"
"Fake married."
"I think we’re past that, Belle."
She purses her lips. "I want to believe you. You brought me here, and I can tell this place is special."
"So are you."
She flushes, then picks up her fork and begins to eat.Thank fuck.The thought of her going hungry sends a physical ache through me. I plate out more food for her. She protests, but I insist she eat it. Then, when she’s done, I cut a large slice of chocolate cake.
"Did you bake that?" Her eyes widen.
I allow myself a small smile. "I could've if I’d had more time, but this is from the housekeeper."
