Page 131 of Indulge
So I give her a sharp nod, leaning on the counter for support.
His lips press against hers and her eyes close, his hands tangled in her hair. I swear time isn’t fucking moving. Part of me wants to rip him away from her, and the other part is enjoying seeing her like this.
“I have to call Drago with the information we got. Why don’t you go upstairs with Reggie?” he says quietly, but loud enough for me to hear.
My heart races when she bites her lip.
“Okay,” she says softly.
Pushing myself up, I stride towards her. I can’t help myself, I grab her throat and kiss her hard. I feel her smile against my lips.
“You ready, Princess?”
She glances between us. We are hers. No matter how messy this might get. Regardless of our upcoming wedding.
For tonight at least. This is her fantasy coming to life. Whatever lies ahead of us in the future is yet to be known.
All we have is now.
Sliding my fingers through hers, I lead her up the stairs. Once we’re in the bedroom, I turn to face her.
“Come here, baby,” I whisper.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I yank her onto my lap by her waist, and she giggles. Her back pressed against my chest. My cock nudging into her ass.
I brush her hair away from her shoulder and she tilts her head, giving me better access.
“Such a good girl, aren’t ya?” I drawl.
“Please, Reggie,” she breathes out, wriggling on my lap.
I tut, peppering kisses along her shoulder to the base of her throat.
“That isn’t what you call me in here, is it?” I remind her.
“No,” she pauses.
“Sir.”
“Atta girl,” I praise her, sinking my teeth into her sensitive skin, which earns me a little breathy moan.
“What if I told you that I could make your fantasies come true?” I whisper.
She stills, her pulse hammering against my palm.
“Y-you’d do that?”
“Don’t you get it? I’d do just about anything for you, Bella. You’re not just my future wife, you’re my fuckin’ everything.”
She lets out a breath as I slide my hand along her side, digging my fingers into her hip.
“You’re mine, Bella King.”
She nods.
“And you’re his. Open your eyes.”
It’s like she sets on fire on my lap when Rowan strides through the door. His dark eyes locked on her. Full of everything I’m feeling. That desire. Lust. Obsession. Need.
