Kissing Her(22)

Ragnar bites my lip. “No more of that until you’re my wife,” he warns, falling back on the bed.

“Are you worried about taking advantage of me before our wedding night?” I tease with a laugh, and my body shakes against his.

“No, sweet Bee. Your pussy needs the rest.” His big rough hands rub up and down my thighs. “I’ll never stop taking advantage of you.”

“But you’re hard.” I look down at his cock between us and it’s begging for attention. “Doesn't it hurt?” I know when I need him my body aches. It's a sweet ache, but still.

“I could have had you moments ago and I’d still want you. It’s never going to go away.” My eyes fill with tears at how sweet he is. He’ll never know what it means to me that he needs me. I didn’t realize how much I longed to be needed until I had someone telling me that they do.

“Don’t cry. It’s our wedding day,” he reminds me. I’ve never been so happy to not plan a wedding in my life. “I’m sure one of the dresses you got yesterday will work.”

I don’t care what I wear. As long as it ends with us married it doesn’t matter one bit. I want to belong to him in all ways. I do remember trying on a white one, but I was focused on Ragnar and not the clothes I was changing into.

“And I had the bed made up for you because I told you I was going to treat you like a princess.” He rolls us over so that I’m under him. “You can change what you like around here. I just sent out for softer bedding because I hadn't given my bedroom much thought until I brought you into it.”

I smile and wrap my arms and legs around him. “I think you’re a liar.” He raises his eyebrow. “You keep saying you’re a bad man, but I don’t believe it.”

“Good.” He pulls us from the bed with me still wrapped around him. “I won't let that side of my life touch you. It’s better you know nothing about it.” If he doesn’t want me to know then I’m not pushing. I might not have known Ragnar long, but since the moment we met everything has been about making sure I’m okay, from bringing me home that first night to trying to work with my dad so this could all be civil. He did that all for me and I think if this had been only about him he wouldn’t have let me go that first night.

He carries me into the bathroom and sets me on the expansive bathroom counter. “Get ready, Bee. I’m going to make you my wife.” He kisses me deeply and I moan into his mouth, wanting more. I know I’m sore, but I don’t care. I want him again.

“After that, we’ll pick a place to honeymoon. I don’t want to travel when you’re too far along.” It takes me a second to understand what he’s saying as his hand drifts back and forth on my stomach.

“A baby,” I say, and he smiles at me, shaking his head. “I mean, I know what we did, I just…” I trail off.

“We are going to start a family.” He touches my chin and I look up at him. My eyes meet his dark ones. “You want that, my love.” I’m not sure it’s a question.

“More than anything I want a real family. One that loves each other.”

“I love you.” He leans in, kissing me again. “But maybe give me a few boys first, though. If the girls come out looking like you, we’re going to have some problems.” He smiles against my mouth.

I laugh and my body shakes. “Whatever,” I say and smack his chest.

“You don’t even know how sexy you are, which only adds to the appeal.”

I roll my eyes at him. Sexy was never a word I would call myself. Though he does make me feel that way. I only want to be sexy for him and it can be a hidden part I only give him just as he only shares this sweet side with me.

“You know that’s why your sister and mom were so mean to you, don’t you?” He looks confused that I don’t know what he means.

“What are you talking about? I have no idea why I was treated so differently.” I never understood it.

“Those two were jealous cunts and your father knew someone would come knocking at the door for you. He was holding out for someone who could pay.”

“No.” I shake my head. My dad always doted on my sister, and if he thought I was his big payday, wouldn't he have been nicer to me? Ragnar must read my mind because he answers my unspoken question.

“He treated you as less so that you thought you were. That way he could control you. He saw how Melina was and he knew that he wouldn’t make the same mistake again. Not with something so rare and special.” I don’t care if he’s right or not. They don’t control how I feel anymore and Ragnar believes I’m rare and special. That’s worth everything to me.

“It doesn’t matter now because you’re all mine.” He leans down and kisses my forehead. “And now you’re going to be my wife.”





Epilogue





Bee





Months later





I can’t believe this is my life. It’s too perfect to be real, but it is. I stand on the giant balcony overlooking Rome. We’ve been all over Europe these past two months and this is our last stop .We’ll be leaving soon. My husband has only been gone a little over an hour and I miss him already. With us spending every second together, one would think I’d want some alone time. Nothing could be further from the truth. I enjoy my time with him and I didn't know how alone I felt until he was there filling up the empty space. I feel whole now and the world looks so different when I know I have someone I can lean on. We both feel that way and will always be together. I know neither of us could make it without the other.