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Her steps slow as she approaches our door, almost as if she’s not sure if she should walk through it. I press my hand to the small of her back, not to force her inside, but to show her what my preference is.
I’ve slept better with her in our bed than I have in a long fucking time. I should probably analyze why that is, but I’m not willing to. Yet.
“I had a good time on our date,zhena,” I whisper softly.
Calla turns toward me when we’re inside our room, but she doesn’t look me in the eye. “I did too, Viktor. Thank you for dinner,” her words and tone are polite, twisting the knife the other way.
I don’t want polite. I don’t want a little doll.
I want her smiles and her laughter. I want the fire I’ve seen in her eyes. I want the woman I was getting to know before I said the wrong fucking thing.
“Calla,” my voice wavers slightly, but I need to set this right. When she looks up at me, she focuses on my chin. I sigh, “I’m sorry.”
Her eyebrows pull together, and she glances into my eyes. Her crystal blue eyes are so fucking expressive, even when she tries to hide it. It kills me that she tries to shutter her response to me. I want her authentic self.
I just want her.
“Why?” It’s a single word, spoken so softly that it could be easy to miss, but it’s loud in the silence that surrounds us.
“Because I fucked it all up and I hurt your feelings without meaning to.” I step closer to her, expecting her to step back, but she holds her ground. I reach up and brush some hair back and off her shoulder. “I should have never told you that Nikolai told me I should take you out. It wasn’t like he forced me,” there’s a plea in my voice that should make me uncomfortable, but it doesn’t.
Fire flares in her beautiful eyes and I almost smile. “Then what was it like?”
“He reminded me that you didn’t ask for this either and showed me I was being a coward by hiding from you as much as possible.” I grip her neck softly in my much larger hand, my thumb running back and forth along where her pulse is pounding. “He was right. I was being a coward and I wasn’t facing our reality. I thought it would be easier that way, but I was only punishing both of us. He made me realize it and when I asked him what I should do, he suggested taking you out and getting to know you.” I shrug one shoulder, unsure of what she’s seeing as she studies me. “I took up his suggestion.”
Calla makes a humming sound, her tone a mix between incredulous and sassy, “So my first date wasn’t a pity date?”
My eyes widen and I blink a few times as I look down at my wife. “Your first date?”
She huffs out a small laugh and rolls her eyes. “Things are different for men and women in our world, Viktor. You should know that. I wasn’t allowed to date. First it was my father who kept men away from me, especially dangerous men. Then my brother…,” she trails off, her words hanging between us like a fog.
I give her neck an encouraging squeeze and prompt her, “Then your brother, what?”
Her hands are hesitant as she reaches out and rests her hands on my hips. It’s an innocent touch, but my cock hardens instantly. I’ve been fighting my attraction to her since the moment I met her, and it has not been easy.
“Then he wanted to protect whatever he could gain from using me, I suppose,” she admits as she casts her eyes to the floor, shame and anguish pouring off her.
I grip her chin between my thumb and forefinger, raising her head because she should only look upon the world with defiance and confidence. I won’t accept anything less.
“His actions aren’t for you to take on as shame,” my voice is soft, but firm and her eyes widen. “I’m glad I was your first date and I’m sorry I waited so long.”
Her plush lips part and something cracks inside of me. Maybe it’s my restraint and control. Maybe it’s whatever I’ve been clinging to in order to keep some distance between us. It doesn’t matter what or why. Not anymore.
My mouth slams down onto hers and she melts against my body, her fingers digging into my hips as my hand slides from her chin to bury my fingers in the hair at the nape of her neck. I tilt her head just right, and slide my tongue along her bottom lip, begging for entrance. When she moans, I take full advantage, but force myself to explore her mouth slowly.
I savor our first kiss. I want her to do the same.
If tonight was her first date, is this her first kiss? I want her to remember it fondly. I want to make her weak in the knees while her head spins with pleasure.
“Viktor,” she moans against my lips.
It lights a fire in me, and my hands slide down her body to grip her ass and lift her against me. I walk blindly to our bed and lay her down on it, my body covering hers, as our mouths explore and conquer each other.
There’s something sacred in our kiss, something that should scare me. It doesn’t.
I’ve learned so much about my wife tonight and as much as I wanted to fight this from the moment Nikolai told me his plans, I can’t do it any longer. Calla is my wife. Mine.
I need to claim her.
