The words were intoxicating and seductive.
-And you like it? she asked with a boldness that shocked her.
-Big family. It's not Gaia's basement, but there's nothing to be missed for the supply of provisions. It's a lot of children together. And many women. I've never seen so many clothes and blankets and I don't even know what else. The whole family is together. brothers and nephews, Adam has been taking care of the details with Carol. To let the youngest feel responsible. Jackie can't handle everything alone. Even more so after the accident... He recovered well, but he still pulls a little on his leg because of his left knee. She will be impressed by his new hat craze. The salon... there's a huge collection.
His thoughts were chaotic and disordered. Home. family. It was incredible. Could she start all over again to show him that? Family? How long had he not known what that was? After Kate...
-Yes. I like that a lot. – he smiled. He just forgot the detail... He decided to invent a pregnancy...
- I like to know how your body reacts next to mine. Since I decided to give you the news in advance, nothing is fairer than providing the new heir... It will be a home for all of us. Shelter for generations of our people. Enough of their goddamn religious intransigence. Everyone is free to believe in their own God.
- Oh, Ricky...
He sighed again with a groan, rolling onto his side still not pulling away, bringing her with him and snuggling his head into her neck.
-Let's go very slowly this time, my devil. – he assured hoarsely.
Slowly he entered her, very slowly, until Faith caught her breath at the feel of him all inside her again. Strong, rigid and determined. She moaned again, moving her hips deliberately as the man moved in circular motions, thrusting hard, deep, slow thrusts.
-You're tempting. Delicious. – he repeated in his ears moving away completely.
-Ah, Richard... – she complained, feeling the shuddering sensation disappear, restarting the whole process with the new penetration.
- Quiet, dear. Like this, very slowly.- he teased and went back to penetrating her.- Tomorrow you'll only think about me. Every time you move, you'll remember the feeling of feeling me inside you. But nobody.
She moaned dissatisfied.
-Rick... please... my body is all tense. I want movement...
-What do you want, love?
She is moving to give him more freedom for him to get deeper into her body.
-Please... stronger...
He was smiling.
-My lady, you are a demanding and hot woman. You excite me. – he murmured now between thrusts.
And he kept increasing the pace, his breathing becoming more and more irregular, starting to accelerate even more when he felt her new spasms.
- Ricky... God! So... - she groaned.
- Just like that, my devil. You are mine. Just mine. Give yourself to me. - he spoke hoarsely.
The words pushed Cassie to the edge of a precipice as her body shook with new tremors, moaning his name over and over again. Richard was still invested in her before collapsing on the bed. Exhausted and sated like never before.
"Cassie." He was moaning himself as he came. – Devil!
She was sated and tired and closed her eyes snuggling next to her lover when she fell asleep.
Richard closed his eyes, choosing not to think.
He was married. Cassie was his wife! Well, for the second time at least and now in front of witnesses.
How was he going to explain that to William?
Michael was muttering quite irritably as he looked at Philip. Everyone wanted him away. Kassuim with growing discomfort always walked away. Ayla gradually stopped being so aloof with everyone. She was getting used to the cousins.
It was the second time. Those walks that took Christina away from camp bothered him. He glared at Adam angrily.
-Well now I'm telling you that my wife is not allowed to walk around alone. It's not safe. Nobody knows what can happen. My brothers and I have been talking. You know it's not safe. Don't be stubborn like Cassie.
Michael was restless. He had returned from the city without finding any trace of the Pieces of 4. But he had heard rumours. He was also enraged by sexual dissatisfaction and even more so by learning that Christina still feared intimacy. Even if they were nightmares. He cursed even more tensely.
- I'll look for her. - He warned him sharply, heading to the horses and stomping.
Richard agreed guiltily.
Do-Want some help? I can help... The kids are asleep... Cassie and Faith are putting away the clothes and the rest...
"No!" Michael nearly yelled.
He didn't want witnesses to yet another of the woman's likely betrayals. He took the horse.
Thunder rumbled and the mount neighed restlessly. It was the rainy season. Winter was coming. Another heavy storm was going to break out and it wouldn't take long by the way the heavy clouds were gathering in the sky. Kassuim had explained that the woman had gone to freshen up. What did the irresponsible want? What if Valerius...
Lightning came, followed by thunder again.
The irresponsible woman was sitting near the edge of the pond, her small and delicate feet in the water, completely oblivious. Her fury doubled. The unfortunate woman was only wearing her underwear and her wet hair fell over her shoulders.
She was reckless. Her gaze roamed with possessive jealousy over her slender legs, her slender body and breasts outlined against the thin fabric with her dry throat. What if it was anyone else?
-I asked you not to walk around alone and without protection. - His roar was possessed. - It can't be that hard. You know it draws attention and... It's dangerous for all of us while Valerius is out there.
The young woman jumped and almost screamed in surprise at the man dismounting, feeling the vibration of anger. Just like Valerius, her heart raced. Afraid, she didn't repress the urge to run away, but Sali stopped by her arm.
-I wasn't doing anything. - She tried to explain.
"Weren't you doing anything?" Michael thundered, muscles tense. His body reacted just to her proximity. – Someone could have seen it!
Her eyes widened. It wasn't what pissed him off. She could hear the breathing of the man across from her and shudder. His eyes were dark and bleary and hungry. He admired her as if undressing her. Oh God! He was furious.
-I needed...
Michael grunted as he pulled him toward her. Instantly, his unbridled rage gave way to relief at finding her. The small, soft, warm body next to hers was torture. Usually, after she was asleep, Michael would spend hours admiring her excitedly. Relieved, he hugged the woman impetuously, his arms around her, crushing her breasts against his chest. And he kissed her.
It wasn't a make-up kiss. It was a hot, desperate, hungry caress that devoured the woman. He kissed her passionately, tasting her lips, his tongue invading and exploring her mouth in an endless kiss that took Christina's breath away. She had shaky legs. It was intoxicating.
The cold air that later bathed Christina's hot, sweaty body forced her to slowly come back to reality.
Her first instinct was an embarrassment, still straddling his lap, stark naked. She hadn't done anything to stop him, quite the opposite. She had forgotten all shame and common sense and reason. She had acted on instinct spurred on by desire.
She stirred restlessly and Michael came to embrace her, the sensual, lewd smile on his mouth, his eyes closed, displaying a dominating and rather disturbing expression.
-Take... take your hands off me!-She asked low and tense.
She imagined with alarm what she would do if he refused. A decent woman wouldn't have behaved like her. Michael reluctantly shrugged and released her.
Christina's embarrassment came back redoubled as she searched for her clothes... her hands were shaking. She was on the verge of tears.
He however was lying on his back, hands supporting his head, showing off the magnificent body of a pagan god without any shame.
The woman swallowed hard knowing she could easily give way to tears. She impatiently struggled with the ties of her shirt.
-Oh, stop it!- Michael sighed with a resigned face. "Come on, you're not a young girl to behave like that. Not a maiden. You may have had issues with Valerius, but I assure you your lovers weren't much. You're still pretty naive.
She looked at him livid. Oh God! Why didn't she deny that?
-You're intractable, rude and a... Ummm wolf.
A smile appeared on the male mouth.
-By the way...- he continued narrowing his eyes suspiciously and brooding doubts.- You haven't been paying much attention to them. Or has Valerius started to become intransigent with his betrayals?
Christina stifled a sob.
-You're horrible.
Michael sat up nimbly.
-For God! I wanted her. Chris, I know you wanted it too. What's the problem then?
Her face burned. She had acted like a courtesan. Exactly how Valerius treated her.
-What is the problem?
-Yea. What is the problem? I'm observant. You were quite content in my arms. I don't remember hearing her complaining, quite the opposite.
The colour drained from her face. It was exactly the way Valerius spoke. She was worse than a courtesan. She didn't do it to survive. I didn't know what to say. A woman shouldn't react that way. Her body was a traitor, satisfied and utterly satiated. The urge to feel his touch was an irresistible compulsion.
Living with Valerius had become hell when he discovered the pregnancy. After the abortion, the man never tired of insulting her. He never touched her. The occasions were rare. He preferred to spank her. Christina was still in love with Michael. She had hoped to know how to behave like a decent woman and everything had been a failure. It was her nature. She was never going to have that man's respect.
At least the only time she had managed to behave better. Valerius was unable to satisfy her. With him, she just wanted it to be over quickly. Except that Michael made her feel and experience sensations that she shouldn't. He was now legally her husband. How could she imagine having any respect for him after the way she had behaved? Valerius was tired of saying that decent women should just fulfil their marital obligations without any satisfaction.
-You... you shouldn't talk about... these things.
He laughed.
-What? Pleasure? Sex? Passion?
-Michael!
He sighed not understanding.
-Then explain to me.
-You wouldn't understand.- she started to cry.
With a resigned sigh, Michael reached for her pants.
-Why don't you try?
She gasped at the muffled gasp of horror, her hands covering her mouth as she stared at his nail-scarred shoulders. Michael followed her gaze and lightly touched the wounds she had given him. Blood stained her fingers.
-Ah, that proves that you liked it.- he teased maliciously and with a piercing look.- I know the first time was uncomfortable. But this time it was good. For me it was great.
Christina bit her lip in a muffled complaint. The idea that she had become a crazed animal in her arms was unbearable. At least with Valerius, she managed to maintain her self-esteem.
-You are not a gentleman.
Michael's mouth tightened in scorn. Hell, what was the woman up to?
-And thank you that you are not one of those insufferable women who think that everything boils down to the obligations of marriage. You liked it.
Christina's gaze widened with growing frustration.
-You are insufferable!
-Me?- Michael defended himself savagely. Is that you? What's wrong? What makes your lovers so different? Don't try to pretend to me that you didn't like it, you loved every moment of what we did. Or are you going to tell me that Valerius is better?
The words escaped, bitten by atrocious jealousy. He regretted it, but it was too late.
-No... don't you dare!- She screamed disconcerted and crying. "He may be despicable, but he doesn't… I've never done things like that to make me feel ashamed. I never responded.
He shook his head in bewilderment.
-Oh, by the way, he doesn't make you feel anything. Michael returned the taunt. He was angry.
-Go away!
The man grabbed her arm, his face furious.
-You are quite inexperienced for someone with the reputation of having had so many lovers and such a libertine life.
-Leave me alone!
Michael smothered a plague.
-God!-He exploded in the height of fury.- It's a lie, isn't it? Lovers!? I know very well when a woman... What the hell, Chris! It's been a long time since Valerius...
Christina struggled to free herself, unable to bear a single word.
And Michael cursed even more. One. Twice! The first time he had Christina in his arms... He looked with frustration at the pleasures he longed to enjoy and could not. They were going to be surprised. The first vertiginous wave of pleasure assailed him as soon as the delicate and pure body received it. He intended to calmly awaken the woman to the secrets of passion, longing to see her quivering in his arms. None of that had happened.
He was beginning to envision the kind of coexistence that Valerius had imposed on his wife. Beatings. He imagined at least that Christina was now a woman of experience. He could rant more guiltily. Had she never responded?
-Oh my God! You in the end had never experienced before...
Her shocked look said more than words and he swore again. How could he be so stupid? The woman had deceived him, making all sense of satisfaction leave him. Because? Why hadn't she told him? Oh, without a doubt, it was the most disastrous experience of his life.
Her reactions of surprise every time he touched her... He hadn't noticed that emotionally Christina was still innocent. That was divine. Woman's first orgasm. It was her worst failure. He should have taken it easy. Gone slowly.
-Chris!
-Not! – she freed herself with a jerk.
Michael shook his head. Where was the damn charm with women, sir?
-Your Highness... - His voice was understanding. - I know it should have been...
Less impetuous? More tolerant? What the hell!
"Look..." he continued persuasively. – There's nothing wrong. I should have expected Scarlett to arrive. and...
A beautiful ceremony? A wedding night? Oh, had he done it all wrong?