Page 52 of Stolen Soul


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“I need it, Rafe, please,” I beg because that’s how desperate I’ve become.

“Riley, we spoke about this.” He shakes his head at me disappointingly, and it makes me feel bad because I know this isn’t easy on him, either. Almost every night, he waits until he thinks I’m asleep and then leaves to spend time in his gym. There have been lots of late-night cold showers, and I often catch him looking at me like he wants to devour me. Yet he insists on holding back.

“You read the book— it’s totally safe.” I urge his hands to creep lower, but he holds firm.

“Not the way I do it.” Nipping my ear lobe with his teeth. He pulls away from me, and I let out a heavy sigh.

“Rafe, please.” I follow him through to the bedroom. I’m not prepared to give up on this. It’s ridiculous.

“You’re not gonna hurt me or the baby. Viktor told you that when I asked him.” The warning look he shoots back at me reminds me of how unimpressed he was when I brought it up at last week’s appointment.

“It’s not going to happen, Riley,” he tells me firmly, starting to head toward the door.

“Why?” I manage to beat him to it, placing my body in front of his and blocking him from exiting. Rafe stares at me with narrow, angry eyes.

“Because I can’t go gentle, and I don’t want to hurt you.” He sighs helplessly, and I hate the sad look on his face.

“I think you could be gentle. I trust you.” I flatten both my palms onto his chest and smile at him, but he remains so serious.

“I don’t trust myself. I’m trying to do what’s right. Why do you have to make that so hard?” He sounds like he’s begging me now, and when he places his lips on my forehead with the same tenderness he’s been treating me with these past few months, I decide to back down and step out of his path.

He returns to my room not long after, dressed in a suit and looking sharp as hell. Just lately, Rafe has been taking a much more casual approach to how he dresses. He hasn’t really left the house since I’ve been pregnant, other than to go on mercy runs for the foods I’ve craved.

“Are you going somewhere today?” I ask, still pissed off by the lack of sexual attention he’s given me.

“I have to leave town on business. I should be back this evening.”

“On business or to avoid me?” Rafe laughs when I cross my arms and huff.

“Do you have any idea how much I enjoy seeing you like this?” he admits, stepping closer to where I’m lying on the bed. “So wound up and needy for me.”

I automatically spread my legs to make space for him between them, and he holds all his weight on his arms as he climbs up my body and lowers his head to mine.

“You promised me you wouldn’t question me,” he reminds me, touching his lips to mine. It’s a cruel taunt because it only makes me crave him more. “Don’t think that I’m not suffering the same way you do, Riley.”

He keeps his eyes on mine as he lowers himself down my body. Pausing at my stomach, his lips press against the cotton shirt covering my bump, and my stomach flutters as he shimmies lower. I grip at the sheets when he smiles at me like the devil and slides his tongue over the lace strip between my legs.

I feel high from his touch. I need more of it, and my hips desperately reach up to his mouth to seek out more contact.

Rafe shakes his head, rolling his tongue over his lips and making me ache in frustration.

“Behave while I’m away, and tonight I might fuck your needy little pussy with my tongue,” he teases as he pushes himself off the bed and straightens out his suit jacket.

“You’re an asshole, Raphael Verretti.” I launch a pillow at him, but he dodges it and smiles.

“I’ve never claimed to be anything else.” He shrugs, and because my body is already missing his touch, I quickly launch at him, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

“My asshole, though, right?” I check when it dawns on me that he might be going to get what he needs from someone else. That thought makes me want to throw up again.

“Of course.” He pulls back his head, looking at me like I’ve offended him. “Listen to me.” He suddenly turns very serious. “I’ve taken a few extra precautions around here. I have more security staff. If you spend any time in the garden, Ricardo is to be with you at all times. Do you understand?”

I nod back, and he carefully places me back down against the mattress.

“Don’t over-exert yourself.” He makes me promise, and I roll my eyes at him. The man treats me like glass these days, and as nice as it is that he cares, it can be overpowering. “I’ve called Sophia. She’ll be here at four.”

“And what time will you be home?” I check because I already know I’m gonna miss him the minute he walks out the door. I could blame that on pregnancy hormones, but I know it’s not. I’ve fallen completely head over heels in love with the man.

“As soon as I can.” he kisses me one more time before pulling himself away. “Take your vitamins.” His eyes move to the tablets and glass of water on the bedside table. He’s laid them out for me the same way he does every morning.

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