His Collateral Wife (My Arranged Marriage to a Billionaire #3) Read Online Marian Tee

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: My Arranged Marriage to a Billionaire Series by Marian Tee
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Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 18000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 90(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
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Every inch of our bodies are now in contact, and it just feels so, so right. He cups my face and kisses me, his lips slowly parting mine, and this, too, feels so, so wonderfully right. Everything about this and everything about us, really---it all feels so, so right.

It's as if I've been waiting my whole life to belong to him, and my eyes drift close as his mouth starts moving down my body. His lips tantalize and tease. Brands the side of my neck with his mark. And when he finally reaches my breasts.

A whimper slips past my lips as his lips over one rosy tip. My whole body is on fire, and I find myself raking his naked back with my nails as he does things to me that I never ever thought I'd have the capacity to enjoy.

All my life, I've been surrounded by men whose understanding of sex is twisted and perverse. All my life, the idea of some man possessing my body has made me sick to my stomach. All my life, I never even dared to pray that I would find a man whose touch I could bear, much less desire.

And yet...

My husband is exactly that man.

He's all of my secret dreams come true, and aaaaaah.

I can't keep myself from crying out as his fingers part me open, and he starts tasting my innermost flesh.

The intimacy of what he's doing is shocking.

I feel like dying of embarrassment.

But at the same time, I can't bear for him to stop.

Oh, please, please, please.

Please don't stop.

Please.

His head is still between my legs, and I find myself blindly reaching down to grasp his hair.

Please, oh, please.

He tastes me even more deeply, and my body arches up.

Too much, it's too, too much.

But just as I feel like I'm about to implode with pleasure---

Noooooo!

He abruptly yanks away, and a sob of protest escapes me.

Why did he stop?

My eyes fly open...and immediately collide with his.

"This is your last chance to change your mind," he says harshly.

I almost feel like laughing and crying.

"I feel like I should be the one to ask---aaah."

My husband thrusts inside of me, and my whole world spins out of control.

This, oh this...

I never imagined pain could be this beautiful.

Because it's not just my first time, but there's also the fact that I'm so small, and he's so, so tremendously big.

Every time he enters me, it feels like being claimed anew, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

So please don't stop, oh please don't stop.

My body starts to tighten anew.

But because I know what it means time---

My hands curve over the muscular slope of his shoulders, and when my dazed eyes seek his---

"Calixte..."

His name slips past my lips for the first time, and that's all it takes for my husband to sweep me off a cliff of ecstasy.

"Eden..."

He groans as he comes, and I'm coming with him, my legs wrapping around his waist as pleasure floods out of me.

I can't remember how long it lasts.

But what I'll never remember is how it felt, surrendering to him---

Oh, Calixte.

And it was beautiful.

(Addictively so.)

And surprisingly safe.

(It was like being home.)

But most of all...

(Even when I don't deserve this)

It felt so, so right.

And that's why...

I can't remember feeling this terrified.

(Please take away my fear, God.)

Because this right here---

It's just too good to be true.

Choices

"Why did you choose to do this?"

He looked at her quizzically. "Pleasure you in my office?"

She blushed, and he smirked. She rolled her eyes, and his heart slammed against his chest.

Because this right here...

Her ability to react and interact with him naturally and without fear---

It was the thing Calixte had desired the most when he married her. But unlike all the things he had wanted and worked his ass off to possess---she was the one thing he had known no skills of his could help him with.

From the day he made her his wife, he had also known that everything had to be her choice, and that there was nothing he would be able to do if she persisted in distrusting and seeing him as the enemy.

From the day he had taken her home with him, he knew he had either damned himself for a lifetime of celibacy or...

This.

His wife was shaking her head at him, an exasperated look on her lovely face. "You know that's not what I meant!"

A lifetime of being with someone he could never deserve.

"I don't, actually."

And there was nothing he wouldn't do to preserve it.

Her expression turned uncertain. "Really?"

Calixte sobered upon realizing that her question was more serious than he thought. "What did you mean?"

She gestured at her surroundings. "I mean, this." When she looked at him again, her gaze was full of worry. "Because this can't possibly be safe or easy."

"Or boring."

"Is that it then?" she asked quietly. "You were bored, and so you chose to live double lives as Calixte and Dauphin?"


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