Page 117 of The Marine

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“WHAT THE FUCK was that?” Kael grits out as he drags me to the back of the room.

One of the BHS security guys glances our way and gives Kael a dark look.

Then glances away.

Story of my life.

Anyone with any authority just accepts that a man—a husband—has the right to treat his wife this way.

There are under fifty guests at the wedding, so I have no doubt that Aidan’s team is briefed on every single guest.

So they know he is my husband.

“A wedding.” I snap, tugging my arm unsuccessfully out of his grasp. I’m holding Savannah’s bouquet in my other hand and consider using it as a weapon for a moment.

“Don’t get smart with me. I’m all out of patience, Briar.” He sneers and pulls me against him. I feel his hard erection and nausea rises in my throat.

Go back to your husband.

Pressing my eyes closed, I beg my tears to disappear. “I’m sorry.”

I don’t know what I’m sorry for. I can guess, but at this point it’s just not worth asking. Having him spell it out only seems to wind him up more.

“I need to join the wedding team for the photos,” I add.

“Stop the games, Briar.” Fury swirls in his dark globes as his fingers dig deeper in my arm. They will leave a bruise.

“Kael, I have to go.”

“Tell me you want to suck my dick.”

I fight back the gag threatening deep inside me, revolted by his words.

“Stop it.” I shake my head and pull away.

I need to get away from him before he drags me into a private area and rapes me. Maybe if I speak to the security guards. I glance over and they aren’t watching us.

I’m unprotected.

Aidan has no interest now and sent me back into Kael’s arms. No...I did that. By lying to him.

It’s something I can’t undo.

“Say it or we leave now,” he threatens, and I don’t doubt he will follow through.

“Yes. Fine. I will do it.”

“Say it.” He hisses. “I want to hear how much you want my fat cock in your mouth.”

Well, it’s not fat, and it’s not thick. Not compared to the man I made love to last night.

A type of insanity comes over me. Kael doesn’t know what I did last night or the night before. He doesn’t have the same control over me

After tonight, he won’t.

There is no way I am sucking his dick or letting him touch me again. I need to save myself. Aidan has wiped his hands of me, and my mother called me a philanderer.

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