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I expected to spend a horrible night on a plane to Moscow and then ushered into a cold house where Rahil would have beaten me some more.
Lachlan keeps a steady gaze on my mouth. “Your lip.”
“Yeah?” I consider other girls in school talking about how their boyfriends beg for blow jobs.
Lachlan’s thumb gently brushes the fleshy part that’s not throbbing. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“When you kissed me earlier, I felt something.” I drag in a breath. “Something…nice. Not pain.”
“Whatdidyou feel?”
I can’t say that my panties got damp. The whole situation was overwhelming, to be rescued and then claimed so viscerally like that.
I bring his hand to my stomach. “Butterflies, here. I wasn’t expecting it. Are you saying you felt nothing when we kissed?”
“I didn’t say that.” He backs me against the wall next to the bathroom. “I’m a man, and you’re a beautiful woman with a strong, sculpted body. You stood up to your father, and you’re not afraid of me. I felt something I’ve never felt before.” Bending down to take my mouth, he whispers, “Let me know if this hurts.”
The air rearranges around me withthiskiss. Heat rising in my blood, I sputter, “Doesn’t hurt.”
“Good. Now open for me, little wife.”
At least he’s not calling me little one. One. Short for No One. I am his wife, so I open for him, and his tongue finds mine. I’ve never been kissed with tongue, but my body knows what to do. Lachlan deepens the kiss, and it’s perfect.
He tilts his head side to side each time, gently sliding his velvet tongue against mine with a little more force. A growl echoes from deep inside his chest. It’s a butterfly frenzy in my stomach this time. My heart thunders against my ribs like it’s trying to come out of my chest. I can’t feel Lachlan’s chest because he’s hunched over me, but something stiff and long in his pants presses against my stomach.
I grip his massive biceps to pull him closer so our bodies fit tighter together.
Lachlan hisses when I lean into his erection. “Thatis from kissing you.”
“I understand how sex works. I just never…” I clear my throat.
“I’ll make your first time good. I promise.” He cups my chin.
The way he’s looking at me, and his manhood tenting his trousers, suggests he wants to rid me of this burden right now. Then what?
I’m not a fool. I know men like him have whores and mistresses. They use women’s bodies to release tension and aggression. Their wives are for show. But that’s not our arrangement. Not our deal. Yet, I’m in the devil’s lair, and he’s wearing a grin that melts me like molten lava.
“We should slow down.” He steps away, veins in his neck ready to burst. “You’ve had a long day. And I want you fully healed before we…”
“Before we consummate?”
“Are you agreeing to make this marriage a physical one?”
“You made a huge sacrifice. If you’re good to me and treat me well, I’ll give myself to you.”
He stalks toward me, backing me into the wall again. “I asked ifyouwant us to be physical. Not what you think I want.”
Perhaps I’m not seeing all this as clearly, or as dire as I should. Perhaps my bruises look a lot worse than they feel, or I’m in denial about what happened to me.
But he’s right. If I’m not a virgin, my father has little use for me.
“Yes, I want us to be physical.” I gently brush Lachlan’s chest, his skin warm under my fingers. All these tattoos and scars intrigue me.
“Good.” Lachlan’s lips seal over mine again and without breaking contact, he rasps into my mouth, “I own you legally, but I want to own your body, too.”
I consider arguing the owning part, but then he deepens the kiss again, his tongue stroking mine more passionately. He’s not being as gentle. I don’t mind the pain. It makes me feel alive. I thought I’d have to shut down and go numb.
Now all I want to do is feel.
