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“If that is true, then ye blindly put your trust in men who have proven time and again that they are unworthy of it.” He paused. “Ye withheld that trust from me, despite all I’ve done to try to earn it.”
“You haven’t trusted me, either,” she said.
“And I was right not to.”
He was so angry that she hesitated to go to him, but she needed to touch him, to somehow reassure him. He flinched when she rested her hand lightly on his shoulder.
When he turned around to face her, his eyes glittered with danger. “I suggest ye keep your distance.”
“I’m not afraid of you,” she said, and brushed her trembling fingers against his rough, unshaven cheek.
“Ye should be.”
His expression was so fierce that it took all her courage not to step away from him. But her heart heard the pain behind his anger and harsh words.
CHAPTER 37
“I’m sorry I hurt you,” Alison said.
David’s eye twitched when she rested her hand against his chest.
“I’d advise ye not to touch me,” he said.
“I want to comfort you.”
“Comfort is the last thing I want from ye now,” he said.
The dark, raging lust in his eyes stole her breath away. Her body reacted to it with a violent need that pulsed through her veins.
“Go while ye can,” he said in a rough voice.
When she shook her head, he pulled her against him.
“I see there’s one way that ye still want to be my wife.” He thrust his hips against her, making her fully aware of his erection. “And that’s with my cock servicing you.”
She jerked back. “Don’t be crude.”
“Crude is what ye expect from me, aye?” He held her chin and fixed eyes like green fire on her. “I’m the Beast. I don’t merit your respect or your loyalty.”
“I don’t think that.”
He spun her around and pressed her back against the stone wall.
“A good pleasuring is all ye want from me,” he said, and curled his hand around the back of her neck. “God knows ye don’t want anything else from me.”
“I do—”
“Not my protection, not my fealty, not my crude conversation. Butthisye do want,” he said, thrusting against her again. He leaned down until his face was an inch from hers. “Because when I’m inside ye, ye forget who I am and what ye think of me.”
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“I don’t forget who ye are,” she said, but David knew she lied.
She was the one person he wanted to choose him, and she never would.
Despite everything he did and all that he felt for her, she ran away from him the first chance she had. She risked her life and the lives of her daughters to abandon him.
And yet he had never wanted her more than he did now. His body thrummed with the need to touch her, to claim her, to make her his in the only way she would let him.
