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I scoff, “I thought you’d be out all night.”
“No,” he grunts. “I didn’t…” He keeps my hand under the ice-cold water.
My throat tightens again, taking in his words. “Oh. That was nice of you,” I say sharply, instead of coming out and saying thank you, which would make me sound pathetic. A wife shouldn’t thank her husband for being faithful.
“Keep your hand under the water.” He lets go and struts to the freezer, where he takes out some ice. After dropping several cubes into a plastic bag, he hands it to me. “Here.”
“Thank you.” A fair retort, given he’s comforting me.
“You’re welcome.” He watches me with steady scrutiny.
It annoys me that he’s still wearing the tux he married me in. He’s been gone for hours. Whendidn’tit happen? Was he even in the same room with a woman? “It’sourwedding night, Kieran.”
He studies me, a range of emotions playing out on his face. After a moment, he exhales and looks me dead in the eye. “Isabella, I know you were rushed into this. But let me make my intention clear. This isn’t a real marriage. I can’t say right now if that will change. You need to give me space and stay out of my way at times. But I will always treat you with respect and care for you because I do value you as a wife.”
“A possession.”
“Yes.”
I swallow and bring up the obvious. “You want children with me, though.”
“I want an heir from you. That’s not the same thing.”
“To make that heir, you need to have sex with me.” I set my shoulders back. “And I’m not sure I like your attitude.”
Kieran barks a laugh. “You’ll spread your legs for me and beg for it.”
“Wanna bet?” I fidget with the ice. “You’ll just have to do something crazy like charm me. Make an effort.”
Kieran fixes a powerful gaze on me as he stalks my way. “Or this.” He lifts me over his shoulder and carries me out of the kitchen.
He climbs the stairs with me like I weigh a feather. At the top, he turns sharply to his sister’s bedroom. My body betrays me, screaming to say that I want to be inhisbed. But I’m not sure I can take what he would do to me there if hejustturned down the kind of woman he needs to roughly fuck in order to stay sane.
Inside, he lowers me down onto the mattress. “Let me see your hand.” He takes the bag of ice and then twists to flip on the lamp.
I forgot I had a hand. “It just feels cold.”
“Stay right here.” He leaves, my eyes glued to the way he moves in that tux.
As if I’d leave.
My thoughts shock me because I don’t know if my thoughts meant leave this bed right now or this house, if the chance arose. I signed a marriage license today, a backdated one so Kieran and I could be married and not wait the required extra day.
I committed to Kieran with that signature. Ihaveto stay here. Right? I glance around the nice bedroom and breathe easily, knowing guards are outside and that Kieran will provide me with a solid security foundation. As long as it doesn’t turn unbearable, I guess I have no reason to escape. I’m taking my classes. I’ll get my degree. When Kieran gave me a credit card to pay for school, he also told me I could buy whatever else I wanted and needed so long as I agreed to get it delivered. I was tempted to have a car delivered but decided against it. Instead, I just loaded up a cart with a few small things I needed just to feel comfortable in this fully furnished house.
The only point of contention I have is that he wants to breed me soon. I’m not ready to be a mother.
Kieran strutting back inside my bedroom, shirtless and in gray sweats, empties all those thoughts out of my head and stops my heart. The only thought in my head whispers,Yum. Mine.
This is looking pretty bearable to me.
Holy. Shit.
Sculpted is the word that describes this man. This… This man is my husband. That gives me rights to him. Right? To use him the way he wants to use me.
That ache rears up between my legs. And I don’t think I’m alone, seeing a long, thick erection bobbing in those sweatpants. How does he think with that thing so hard?
He sits next to me on the bed. “Give me your hand.”
