Page 36 of Vow To The Devil

I wrinkle my nose. "You saw that, huh?"

"I did."

He sits down on the bed, pulling my back against his chest. His hands caress my swollen belly, slipping under my blouse to stroke the taut skin. I melt into his embrace, desire flaring hot and bright.

"How much did you spend today, little one?" His lips brush the shell of my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

I squirm in his arms, not wanting to answer. "I don't know..." I fib.

His right hand slides around to my back. With a flick of his wrist, he undoes the clasp of my bra, baring my breasts to his hot hands.He kneads my breasts and plucks at my nipples.

A whimper escapes my lips, making a quiet rumble of laughter emerge from Dare's chest. His lips find my ear, teasing and sucking.

"Dare..." I whisper.

He shifts, moving my body so that he has access to my pussy despite my swollen belly. One of his big hands slips between my bare legs, finding the damp heat there. Clever fingers circle and press until I'm writhing for more.

"Tell me how much you spent," he rasps, denying me his touch. I make a keening moan in protest, needing the release only he can give.

Pride wars with need, my body burning for his skillful caresses. I can deny him nothing, this man who holds my heart in his hands.

Defeated, I mumble the dollar amount under my breath. He chuckles, the sound dark and dangerous, stoking the fires within.

"Is that all, little one? You'll have to do better than that." His fingers slip inside me without warning, stretching and filling me in all the right ways. I cry out at the sudden invasion, back arching in pleasure-pain.

"Please," I beg, beyond caring about anything but the climax hovering just out of reach.

"Tell me," he demands again, adding another finger to torment my sensitive flesh.

I release a sob, uncaring who might overhear. All that matters is the bliss about to be mine.

Satisfied, he claims my mouth in a searing kiss, his clever fingers working me into a frenzy until the world shatters around me.

I come back to myself nestled against his chest, sated and sleepy. He strokes my hair, gently lulling me.

"I'm sorry I spent so much money," I whisper, my eyes halfway closed. "I promise it's all stuff for the baby."

Dare's lips twitch. "That was our deal in the beginning, wasn't it? The whole reason you agreed to marry me in the first place was because I could provide you with resources beyond what you already had."

I turn my head and open my eyes to look at him.

"I'm still skittish about spending your money."

He shrugs. "You shouldn't be. Now that we are married, it's your money too."

Tears prick my eyes at his acceptance and generosity. No one has ever cared for me the way Dare does, with a love as boundless as the sky.

"I don't need expensive things," I tell him earnestly. "All I want is you."

"And you shall have me, always." He kisses me then, soft and sweet, sealing his promise. "But that doesn't mean I won't spoil you at every opportunity. You deserve to have everything you were denied as a child and more."

"As long as I have you, that's all I need." I rest my head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.

A wave of gratitude overwhelms me, punching me right in the heart. I start crying, embarrassed and inundated by my sudden torrent of emotions.

He strokes my hair. "Why the tears, Talia?"

I shake my head and bury my face in the blankets.

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