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I wasn’t certain I could answer, at least not truthfully for fear of shame crawling all over me. I’d never had the chance to know what I’d wanted, but my fantasies had been revealing. This was exactly what I’d wanted, even though I fought to retain power in everything else.

“Maybe.”

“Not good enough,” he growled.

“I don’t know.” That was the truth. He was so powerful, so dominating but I’d always thought I’d be in an equal relationship. However, what was it I’d heard about wives? In life and love they ruled the roost?

Or the other thing my mother had tried to force me to believe was suddenly something I could believe in.

Behind every great leader was an equally powerful woman whispering in his ear.

“Then we’re going to find out.” He used his knees to press my legs open even wider, pushing his fully erect cock against my heated buttocks. As he ground back and forth, I was no longer afraid of the storm, allowing the buildup of electricity, the fire between us to add another wild segment of excitement.

He was rougher than before, thrusting his cock in with enough force I was pitched forward. Everything about this was different, causing an entirely new round of scattered sensations as my pulse raced. I didn’t know if I could get any hotter, my skin seared from his touch. I continued to stare out the window, the refraction of light allowing me to catch fleeting glimpses of his face and torso.

The sound of the water and the whistling wind coming in through the doorway was the perfect backdrop. Besides, the light chill was exactly what we both needed to calm our libido.

And the building heat taking over every limb.

He was completely lost in the moment the same as was I, his entire face contorted from the furrowing need. As he continued fucking me, he reached under my chest, cupping and squeezing my breast. His actions became more brutal, but I met every savage thrust, slamming against him.

Another needy moan escaped my lips, my hunger yet to be satisfied. He was so calm in his control yet riveted by the action he was taking. I could tell he was enthralled by our connection, incapable of placing judgment on either one of us.

The moonlight captured the moments of his adrenaline rush, his breathing so heavy I was certain he was going to have a heart attack.

I’d never felt so exposed, yet I couldn’t help but to lick my lips, still tasting the few drops of pre-cum I’d been rewarded with. I could feel my muscles clamping and releasing around his thick girth, pulling him in even deeper. Yet more than anything, this was completely freeing.

I was hotter, slicker, and wetter than I’d ever been with my vibrator, my mind so fuzzy that every sound was muffled. Ecstasy swirled around every sensation, pulling me into a dark abyss as another climax threatened to betray me. I couldn’t hold back; the muscles of my diaphragm constricted, stealing what was left of my breath.

Shocked that I could come so soon, when I did it was harder than before, my core so overheated that all the air was sucked from my lungs. “Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh.”

“I love hearing you come for me. Do it again.”

I was no longer surprised that my body instantly reacted to his commands. I was on the precipice of a surreal ecstasy that I doubted anyone else had ever felt. Another rush erupted from deep inside, my core now like lava threatening to consume me. This time, there were no sounds, other than the hard thumping of my heart echoing in my ears.

He refused to stop, his actions only intensifying. He released his hold on my hair, digging the fingers of both hands into my hips. As he pumped hard and deep, I lolled my head, desperately trying to regain my ability to breathe. I could feel his cock swelling, going deeper, filling me completely.

I couldn’t stop panting, clawing at the bedding as his grip on me only tightened. When I sensed he was close to releasing, I squeezed my muscles, but he wasn’t finished yet. The way he pinched one nipple then the other was just another sinful reminder.

When he released, his body struggling, I couldn’t help but smile.

“As I told you before,” he said gruffly, “you belong to me. I’m not going to allow the world to interfere. You will marry me. Very soon.”

The words thrilled me more than they should have.

But as always, the feeling of danger lurked in the beautiful shadows, little demons trying to destroy the moment. Not a chance in hell.

This was my time. Our time.

And nothing was going to stand in the way of our happiness.

CHAPTER 24

Aleksander

“Would you stop worrying and go to your meeting?” Raphaella was studying me with amusement on her face. She’d returned completely to being a coy and mischievous woman. I had a feeling she was pushing her boundaries on purpose, already trying to rule the roost of our upcoming household.

I threw on my jacket, refusing to wear a tie this go-around.

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