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“What was the cause of this miscarriage?” he asked.
Laying naked while he asked questions was not at all a comfortable position, but what was more puzzling was this anticipation in me. He had said he was not planning to go ‘soft‘, and this treacherous part of me wondered what would have happened if I never brought up the issue of the miscarriage-
“I cannot tell you that.”
“I will find out either way.”
“Well, good luck with that,” I said. I couldn’t imagine Ryker telling the truth to anyone that he
the cause of the loss of our child.
was
“Then maybe a little fun,” he says as he loosens his tie, taking it off, and then his suit.
I inhaled sharply. He had broad shoulders, and even through the black long–sleeve shirt he wore, I could see his thick build–the flex of his muscle–with each movement he made, my eyes trailed down. I looked away quickly, blushing red.
He walked forward, taking both my hands.
“What are yo
you doing?” I asked, but to this he gave no response. He held my hands against the bedpost, securing it firmly with the necktie he had just removed. My heart drummed against my chest.
He said this was just fun, but the question was, would it be fun for us or fun for just him?
“What are you doing?” I drew at the hold, but my hands were firmly bonded.
“Stay still,” he ordered. “Now kiss me.”
“I can’t…” I cut myself off.
All I had to do was reach out–it couldn’t be that hard. I could pretend I wasn’t naked, tied to the bed, in the presence of Alpha Thane. His rough palms caressed my collarbone as he leaned in closer. I let my lips meet with his. I wasn’t the best kisser, but he was quick to take over. That too had been a test, and I didn’t want to think about what would have happened if I had failed that too.
His kiss went from warm to needy.
I couldn’t help the silent moan that escaped my lips.
Just a second ago, I had been afraid, and now, I was greedily kissing a man like him–maybe he wasn’t the only fucked–up person in the room. 1
Then I felt his hands going lower; they circled around my breast, and I stilled if he noticed that he didn’t pay any attention to it. He continued his wicked assault. And then his lips left
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mine. Before I could feel the loss of his warmth, his lips were somewhere else… on my nipples, he captured them in his lips, biting softly, and I let out a moan.
“That’s it, Riley,” he whispered, his hands traillig lower down my abdomen and right there. If it helps, I am glad you accepted the proposal,” he says, and before I could process what he had just said, I felt his hand against my clit, teasing me. My breath came out laboured; never had I felt a desire so strong for any man in my life, and what was very disturbing was that this man was a stranger. A dangerous stranger.
His fingers dived into me, two fingers pumping in and out fast. I moaned louder, struggling against the tie; I couldn’t stay still.
And he watched.
He watched his finger move in and out of me at a deathly pace; he watched me writhe under him; I built up faster than ever before; I could feel myself at the edge; and then he withdrew. “No,” I heard myself gasp out in desperation.
“I’ll not allow you to cum–that comes with a price.”
“Anything”
“Do you promise to tell me what caused the miscarriage, Riley Kaidon?”
He had called me by my full hame; I never knew my name could sound so… sexy.
“That’s not fair,” I muttered.
“I never said I was playing fair. I bargain with what I have.
“So you bargain with ‘this?”
“This is what I know how to do.”
The want in me, the need to lose myself in the bliss, the pleasure–it was all too much to hold in. I remained silent, contemplating.
A stroke at my clit sent me moaning again.
“Fuck it. Okay”
The smirk appeared on his lips, and then his finger drove into me–three of them, filling me up. He didn’t wait for me to catch my breath; no, he went fast and hard, and I couldn’t hold it anymore. With a scream, I let it all out.
