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“Get the fuck over here.”
My heart skips a beat; my bare feet are frozen to the plush carpet.
He doesn’t wait.
His long strides eat up the space between us and I back up, but hit the bathroom door with my behind as Derek takes my face into both hands.
“Do you have a clue how happy I am right now?” He demands in a low, rumbling near-growl. “These straps… like that night we met.”
And then he lets out an actual growl as he fuses his mouth with mine.
I go weak in the knees, lightheaded, and just as fast, he’s released my mouth.
“You’re fucking breathtaking. Beautiful. And you’re mine, Chloe. Mine, baby.” His expression softens. “I wanna devour you.”
I swallow. Yes, I believe he does.
He rubs his nose along mine as his palm skates down my face, over my shoulder, and then down my arm until he clasps my hand in his and brings it to his mouth, pressing a kiss to it.
“My rings on your finger, my name attached to you now. Fuck yeah. The way you looked at me as you walked down that aisle to me was everything, wife. Everything. You looked in my eyes and you saw it, didn’t you? You saw I’d do anything to have you. You know that, right? That I’ll do anything for you? The look on your face as you walked to me made me think you’ve finally clued in. And I know you’re scared, but I’m gonna prove to you that you’ve got nothing to be afraid of as long as you let me do my job of being your husband.”
My heart is pounding so hard I’m afraid it’s going to run out of steam.
“Being your husband is the first job I’ve really, really wanted, Chloe. I like goals. I like hitting them. And my goal on a daily basis for the rest of my life is providing for you, protecting you, and making you happy. Fuck, I like that. A daily checklist. Is my wife safe, happy, and have I fucked her yet today? We’ve got the dream, you know? Being together, being everything to one another.”
He waits as if I’m going to have a response to this.
When it becomes obvious that I don’t have a reply, he presses his lips to my hand again and then presses my palm to his face and leans into it. “I know you’re afraid, but you don’t need to be. I’ve talked the talk, now I’ll walk the walk, little bunny. I hope you clued in on that walk to me today, that you have a man who will worship you until the day I die. Who will ravish you every fucking day until I’m too old to do it. Who will go to any and all extremes to have you, to keep you. To let you know that I take my job very seriously. I’m the luckiest man on the planet. I get to give you everything you dreamt about having when you felt all that aching, all that loneliness, the rejection. I’m so glad I get to make you happy.”
“Stop,” I plead, brokenly, unable to take much more of this.
“Okay. I’ll stop. Instead of continuing to talk about making you happy, how about I get down to doing it?”
“Oh, you’re gonna go get an annulment and stop bothering me?” I ask, but my voice is shaky.
He shakes his head like he finds me funny.
“Best get this consummated now then so annulments are off the table, huh?” He walks me to the bed, and we fall down onto it, him on his back, me on top of him. He quickly rolls me to my back and shoves the lace nightie up, growling his approval when he exposes the tiny white thong underneath. He moves down my body while gathering the skirt of the nightie up until it’s fully above my waist.
“Yeah,” he whispers as his mouth touches down gently between my legs, kissing over the thong. His hot breath makes goosebumps rise. He hooks into the thong at both hips with his thumbs and hauls it down before moving up my body.
“Undo my pants, wife,” he whispers against my mouth.
He looks and sounds so sexy. That thick wedding band on his hand is going to attract even more attention, because women who see it are going to wonder what kind of husband he is, wonder what sort of woman could snag a man this hot.
I want to knee him in the balls. I want to scream out a primal war cry while kneeing him in the balls and raking my freshly manicured nails across his perfect face. I feel ready to wage a war against him. He’d gone too far from day one and now he’s gone far beyond that.
But now we’re married. He’s ripped me out of my life and inserted me into his.
I was terrified for Alannah, Adam, and Craig. And now I’m absolutely furious.
I had no hope in hell of changing his mind, not when I tried to be bitchy, not when I tried to be cold and freeze him out. He was resolute in his determination to have me and now it’s done. I’ve signed the contract – the marriage paperwork – I’ve said the vows and worn the dress, which now hangs in the bathroom.
It’s over. I’m married to Derek Steele.
But what’s next?
“Are you not feeling like my good girl right now? Are you, my beautiful wife, feeling naughty? Because your eyes are full of fire. And I gotta say, I kinda fucking like it. Look how hard you’re making me.” He presses his erection between my legs to show me. “I’m gonna spend the next few hours kissing you all over, fucking you hard. Fucking you gentle. Making you cry out over and over. You’re gonna suck your husband’s cock, you’re gonna take it in that sweet pussy and milk it dry, then when it’s hard again, I’ll ram through that tight ring of your ass again while I whisper into your skin that you’re mine.”
