Marking Micah (Submissives of Rawhide Ranch Book 4) by Eden Bradley & Rawhide Authors

Author:Eden Bradley & Rawhide Authors [Bradley, Eden & Authors, Rawhide]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A&A Publications LLC
Published: 2024-04-15T00:00:00+00:00

Arrow held his breath as she finished that sentence.

Did he want her? Fuck, yes! He was as hard as he’d ever been in his life. But should he have her? The answer to that question wasn’t nearly as easy.

“Yeah,” he admitted finally. “Of course I do. Don’t you know that, Micah? Always. But my responsibility to you comes first.”

“Fuck responsibility,” she said, anger seeming to flare within her, and her eyes were damp with new tears, making him sink a little inside.

“I don’t want to hurt you, Micah. And taking what I want right now? That could hurt you. It could ruin the trust we’ve built. It could distract us from what we’re doing here.”

“You asked me what I needed and I’m telling you,” she insisted, a pout in her voice.

“Yeah. I needed to know. But that doesn’t mean I’m going to act on it unless I feel it’s what’s best for you.”

When she started to struggle to get up off his lap he held her tight, his gut in a knot.

“Come on, sunshine. Sit with me. Let’s talk this through.”

She shoved hard against his chest, but he held onto her.

“Let me go. Please. I can’t.”

She let out a small sob, and he gathered her close, and after a few moments, she stopped struggling against him and went limp all over, crying into his neck—so hard she had to pause to cough in between the wracking sobs that shook her whole body.

“That’s it, honey. Let it all out.”

They stayed that way for a while—he wasn’t even sure how long. She was so warm against him, so soft. And he was so acutely aware of the pain she was processing. He knew this release was good for her, but it hurt him to the core. It hurt that he’d caused her to break down like this, even though he understood she needed to.

This whole process was going to be like having an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other. But wasn’t that what being a good Dominant was about, anyway?

“Come on, darlin’. Let’s get your robe on and we’ll get back to our rooms.”

She shook her head and burrowed in, so instead of getting up he pulled the blanket from the back of the chair and wrapped her up in it. Her sobs had calmed down, but he still felt the steady leak of tears against his neck, and he thought he’d just let her cry it out before moving her.

He stroked a hand over her back, then paused to wipe the tears from her cheek. They reminded him how fragile she was, how the trauma she’d been through had damaged her. How he’d like to kill that motherfucker Brett for abandoning her, because most of her pain came not from the accident itself, but from the way her Dominant—the man who was supposed to love and care for her—had bailed on her, when it was his damn job to stay by her side and do everything he could to mitigate the damage.

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