Page 140 of Cruel Dominion

He pursed his lips. “I told him if he touched your belly I’d break his hands.”

I felt my lips part in surprise. If that was how he reacted to a friend, how would he react to a stranger trying to cop a feel of the belly?

“Are you angry?” he asked, his jaw tight.

But…no. I wasn’t. Not really.

“I know who I agreed to marry,” I answered instead, feeling a smile pull at my lips that was mirrored on his.

He dipped his head to my cheek, whispering against my neck. “Please tell me you’ve had enough because I can’t stand not being inside of you for another second.”

His words went straight to my core, setting me on fire, but I needed to at least let the curator know we were leaving.

“Give me a minute?”

“I’ll give you forever.”

THE END

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