Page 43 of The Acquisition

Mine.The voice inside my head demanded I claim my new wife. It was a primitive instinct, one that was impossible to ignore.

In the foyer outside the door I quickly keyed in the code and swept her up into my arms.

She giggled. "Is this necessary?"

The ability to speak escaped me, and I grunted instead. I moved through the apartment and straight into our room.

"We'll move your stuff in here later. Right now I need you to take your clothes off."

She stared at me, frozen in place.

"Now, brat. Strip."

Ever the temptress, she turned her back to me. I clenched my jaw until she pulled her tresses over her shoulder, exposing the zipper of her dress. "You do it," she ordered.

I smirked even though she couldn't see me. This woman lit my blood on fire. Putting my hands on her shoulders, I pulled her back into my chest. "I have very specific needs, wife."

She looked over her shoulder, placing her plump lips next to mine. "Such as?"

"Control. I know that's a hard concept for you."

"Impossible," she breathed out.

My hands slid down her arms until they wrapped around her wrists. How beautiful she would look tied to my bed.

"I can't give you control over my life, Colt." There was a vulnerability in her voice I'd normally relish, but not when it was being caused by her insecurity over us.

"You will grow to trust me. Your heart is safe with me, Jana. I don't want to run your life. But when it is the two of us, when I touch you, I will be the one in control."

She dropped her head down. "I'll try."

I released her wrists. "That's all I ask." Slowly, I pulled the zipper down and let her dress pool on the floor around her feet.

"Step out," I instructed.

She didn't hesitate. She was better at this than she thought. Jana had been carrying the weight of her life for so long, she had no idea the freedom she'd find in handing the burden over once in a while. I wanted to set her free and watch her thrive within my arms.

Tugging on her hand, I prompted her to turn around. The breath I was holding rushed out. She stood in front of me in nude pumps and white lace lingerie.

"Beautiful," I praised.

Her blue eyes shone up at me. She was so starved for affection, and I planned on spoiling her with it.

Lifting her up, I encouraged her to wrap her legs around my waist. My hand fisted in her hair, and our mouths slammed together. She tasted like mint, hope, and the future. I never knew you could taste the future, but now I knew it tasted like Jana.

I let go of her hair, reached behind me, and flicked her shoes off. With more care than I thought I was capable, I laid her out on the bed.

Reaching behind her, I undid the clasps of her bra and peeled it off her. Taking a moment to appreciate her perfect tits. I longed to suck her nipples until they pebbled to tight buds. The rosy tips taunted me, but first I wanted to see all of her.

Once I managed to pull my attention away from her tits, I slid her panties down her mile-long legs. My hands roamed back up her satiny flesh to her knees and I pried them apart, exposing her most private place to me.

Mine.The thought roared through my mind again.

I dropped down in front of her, causing her to squeal in embarrassment. "What are you doing?" she squeaked, pulling her knees together.

"Uh uh," I tsked. "Don't ever hide from me." I grabbed her knees again and coaxed them back open.

"Colt, I think maybe we're moving too fast," Jana protested.

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