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Also, he didn’t want to see the evidence of her virginity between them. Not the blood, he couldn’t bear to hurt her.

Thrusting in deep, he took her lips, and rather than fuck her, he made love to her.

His woman.

Emma belonged to him, and no matter what happened now, he was going to take care of her. Even if it meant having to partner with Gabriel to see what game he was playing.

In and out, he took her.

Making this marriage binding.

He’d been planning this wedding since the first moment he had realized Emma was his.

Nothing had gone to plan.

His father was an asshole.

The marriage was a forced affair to protect her.

He knew she loved him, but that could go either way, while he would gladly walk over broken glass for her. He’d give his life for her.

One day soon, he knew she’d feel the same way.

Chapter Ten

Emma watched Gideon as he slept.

They’d already shared a shower and removed the sheet that showed her lack of experience.

She wasn’t a virgin.

Nor was she single.

Her life was still probably in danger.

That wasn’t what amazed her though.

Staring down at Gideon, she couldn’t stop feeling this happiness at seeing him. Her body felt foreign to her.

There was still a little pain from their lovemaking, but watching him, she wanted him again. The blanket had fallen away, showing off his impressive length. The shower they shared together had been amazing.

In fact, Gideon had been the first of her many first times.

Tucking some hair behind her ear, she was tempted to reach out and touch.

“It’s rude to stare, you know?”

She gasped and looked up to see Gideon watching her.

“How long have you been awake?”

“The last ten minutes. Long enough to see you wanting me.” He stroked the backs of his fingers across her cheek. “How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine.” She pressed her cheek against his fingers.

“Emma, I see what you want. Why don’t you ask me? Or tell me?”

“I can’t do that.” She pulled away, but he didn’t let her get far.

“We’re married for life. I’ll never divorce you, so you might as well help me out here. Tell me what you want.”

She looked toward him. He held her wrist and moved to lock his fingers with hers, holding her still.

“Can you … go again?”

“Go again?”

“Ugh, why are you being so difficult?”

“The same reason you’re being so cute.” He lifted up, and she looked for any signs that he was in pain but he didn’t show any. “Why don’t you come out and say it?” He kissed her head. “Say, ‘Gideon, I want you to fuck me. I want to feel that big cock of yours sliding inside my pussy. In fact, I’m already addicted. Show me just how good it can be seeing as we got my pesky virginity out of the way.’”

“I can’t say that.”

“I want to hear you say it.” He kissed her head again. “To know my woman is willing to demand what she wants. My body, Emma, belongs to you, just as yours belongs to me.”

His kisses were distracting. With his other hand, he stroked over her nipple, making her gasp.

“Come on, baby, let me hear you say it.”

She bit her lip as his lips went to her neck. Heat flooded her pussy.

Could she say it?

Did she even want to say it?

It was impossible to know what to do.

She cried out as his tongue licked across her nipple before sucking it into his mouth. The pleasure was so intense.

“Gideon, please, fuck me.”

He moved so suddenly that she gasped as he put her on her knees on the bed. His lips trailed down her back where he stood. One hand was on her hip as the other cupped her pussy. His finger slid through her folds, touching her clit before going to her entrance.

She moaned his name as he began to work two fingers inside her. The pleasure was instant as he played with her.

There was a slight pain, but she wanted to feel him so badly that the pain didn’t mean anything to her. All she wanted was him.

He added a second finger and started to stretch her walls.

She wanted him touching her clit, but he didn’t give in to her needs.

He pulled his fingers from her pussy, and in the next second, she felt the head of his cock as it teased her entrance.

Slowly, inch by inch, Gideon sank his dick inside her. She was so wet that he fit in easily, going deep. Both of his hands were on her hips as he was inside her a couple of inches.

This felt different, the way he held her, the position, the force as he filled her. She loved it, and as he slammed in those last few inches, he felt deeper.

She was lost in a wave and heat of pleasure.

All she could think about was him.