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her as she falls asleep. In the middle of the night, she straddles my hard cock and I lift her up to ride me. Several times we wake up and have sex throughout the night until the sun comes up. I don’t know who starts each round, but I make sure to finish them. I need a shower and to get some food in our bellies before I take her again. Maybe I should let her pussy get some rest. I lay there catching my breath, wondering what I should say to her. How can I tell her that this is so much more than sex and a baby? How can I get her to forgive how we met? The sound of my phone breaks through my thoughts.

6

Dove

It’s morning as we come down from a fantastic high, lying back catching our breath, panting heavily. I love the way he makes my body sing even though every inch aches. It’s tender and completely used up, and yet the man still makes me want more. Victor’s the epitome of a virile male with the talent to please sexually. I ignore the reason I’m here and enjoy the pleasure he’s giving me.

I’m covered in sweat and a sheet as Victor lies on his back, looking up at the ceiling without saying a word. His phone rings in his jacket on the floor. He’s out of the bed and digging it from his pocket to find he missed the call, but he doesn’t skip a beat and calls it right back while walking to the bathroom with the phone to his ear as if he wants to make sure I don’t hear his conversation. Again.

A couple of minutes later I hear the shower, drilling home my place in his life. I’m his supposed wife so he can have an heir, warming his bed every night and ignoring me the rest of the day. Will we legally get married, or is this just a front? Who was the person who called him?

Who is Victor Serrano?

I know only a few things about the man who has trapped me in his castle of sorts. For one thing, he creates a wall between us the second he pulls out of me. He has some dealings with the wrong kind of people. He got me all the way to Spain without an ounce of trouble. He wants me to have his babies, but he bought me, which probably bothers me more than anything else. Does he usually buy women? Are prostitutes his kick?

He steps out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. God, even though he’s a total bastard, I can’t take my eyes away from his pure sexual being. It pulls me in every time I look at him. As upset I am with him, I’d part my thighs if he asked. Why?

He stares at me with a smirk and then drops his towel. His cock bounces, hard as hell, as if we didn’t just have sex. I know he came because I can feel it, but wow. I’m surprised and aroused, and I shouldn’t be. “Not right now, mi esposa. Go take a shower. My mother is coming today. You will not tell her how we met, and you will do your best to behave and act like my wife.”

I narrow my brows at him, glaring as best as I can before composing myself. With my father, I always kept it under control, but I’m guessing Victor brings it out of me. Standing up, I let the sheet fall as if I don’t have a care in the world. With a lift of my chin, I say. “Okay. She doesn’t know that you pay for sex?”

I saunter past him, but he quickly grips my bicep and spins me to face him. His dark eyes return the glare, and he growls with a warning, “If you say that again, I’ll keep your ass locked up in here. Are you going to behave?”

“Of course. I don’t want to be embarrassed either. I’m sure she’d love that I sold myself to the highest bidder. So, husband, how did we meet? When did we marry?”

He growls again, releasing his grip on my arm. “We met while I was on business, which is true. We married outside the plane before we flew home.”

“How am I supposed to lie? We’re not married.”

“We are most certainly married.” He pulls out his phone, opens an app, and shows me my signature on a paper next to his and others. It’s a marriage certificate. “See, my wife? Now—my mother is sick, so do not upset her at all. I mean that.”

“I’m not mean to most people. I’ll save my attitude for those who deserve it. Also, husband, what about some clothes? Did you pick up my belongings before while I was unconscious, or should I wear your shirts?”

“As much as I’d like to see you in just my shirt, that won’t do. I ordered clothes for you while we were flying, and my housekeeper had them brought up and put away.” He walks over to two double doors and opens them to reveal a large walk-in closet. One side is his suits, and the other is full of women’s clothes.

“Are these all for me?” There are so many beautiful things that I don’t know how to feel.

“You are my wife. No one else’s belongings should be in here. Please try on anything you’d like.” I run my fingers over the soft material of the gowns, wondering if he wants his own personal Barbie doll.

“Most of these are too fancy. Or, am I going to have to dress like this all the time?”

“Right now, you’re fucking naked, and as sexy as that is, you’ll have to wear clothes, so pull open those drawers,” he growls, staring at my naked body. His dick jerks under my own perusal of him. “Stop staring at the motherfucker or I’ll give you a much closer look,” he

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