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Edwin’s daughter. The woman I’d promised to protect. I’d had my mouth on her, my fingers in her pussy, my tongue down her throat.
But I hadn’t put my cock in her.
There was still time to turn back.
I didn’t want to, despite my guilty conscience. There was a darkness throughout whatever it was I felt for her, gnawing away at my hesitation. It turned me into an ugly, jealous man. A man who secretly thought I had a right to her firsts before anyone else.
Not because I’d done anything to earn it. Just because she was too fucking precious to let another man put his mark on her like that.
Maybe it was alright this week to be a little ugly and jealous with her. After all, if the man she married wasn’t possessive of her, he was letting her down.
Without warning, I pushed her back against the bed. Pinning her by the hips. She gasped and went still, eyes wide. Giving into me so easily. My mouth trailed down, dipping into her navel, tasting myself off her belly.
Teasing the gold ring. Taking it in my teeth and tugging it gently until her eyes rolled back.
Gently, I parted her legs, spreading her open. She was still swollen and glistening with arousal, drenched from what I’d done.
Fuck, that sounded so dark. So satisfying.
I spread her pussy open with my finger and thumb and licked her clit. Keeping my tongue soft and wet because I knew she was sensitive. Her spine arced, her hips grinding up on my mouth.
Dark jealousy rose in me like a wild animal. Clawing to be free, begging to do terrible things on my behalf.
I sucked harder, keeping my head down and my eyes lowered. I wanted the hood over her clit pierced with my diamond. Not Osian fucking Cardiff’s cheap shit. No, solid gold and the rarest diamond I could get my hands on.
Marking my property.
Fuck, why was the thought so exhilarating? Like a drug right up my spine, buzzing in the base of my skull.
I raised my eyes to hers and she gasped and her face went sober. She saw what I felt, it was painted all over my face. For the first time, I didn’t back down and hide it.
Instead, I slid my hand up between her breasts. To her perfect, silky neck. My fingers locked around her throat and her breasts heaved. Her nipples went hard and I moved over her, my mouth grazing them. Nipping her skin and making her whimper.
Our eyes locked, my hand still around her throat.
“Merrick,” she whispered.
“For the next week,” I said, “this is mine.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
CLARA
My pussy throbbed and my hips worked up against him of their own accord. This side to him was seductive and terrible at the same time. Dark, jealous Merrick scared me, but not as much as he aroused my body.
I’d never imagined he had it in him.
Of course he did. After all…Merrick had killed twelve men with his bare hands. At least, that was what everyone said. That was the rumor that circulated.
That he was a monster deep down when he needed to be.
Brutal. Deadly. Merciless.
And yet, I’d never seen that side of him. My Merrick was gentle and patient with me. Indulgent to a fault.
His eyes flickered beneath his lowered lashes. Thick and dark like his creased brows. His thin mouth was set like stone, his jaw tensed and shadowed with stubble. Still a little wet from being between my legs.
His naked body pinned me to the bed and his grip was firm on my throat. Pinning me like an animal about to devour me whole.
