Their Treasured Bride by Vanessa Vale

Author:Vanessa Vale [Vale, Vanessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

CONNOR

I awoke before Rebecca, whose head rested on my shoulder, her body tucked into the side of mine. The scent from her hair, vanilla perhaps, teased me awake. The wind had picked up during the night and with the dawn I could see thick dark clouds as I listened to the wind blowing. The bedroom was cold, for we had yet to light fires to warm the house. During the night, Rebecca had turned to me seeking warmth, and I enjoyed the feel of her breasts pressed against me, her one leg thrown over mine, the heat from her pussy on my thigh.

It was all I could do not to relieve the ache in my cock by sliding into her. But Dash slept behind her, his front to her back and we'd pushed her yesterday, nae only taking her virginity, but forcing her to change some hard learned misconceptions. She'd questioned everything we'd done with her, nae because she was contrary, but because she didna know they were even possible or allowed.

She'd told us about her time in boarding school and I wanted to find the headmistress who’d condoned the beatings she’d received—that children received—get ahold of the bloody ruler or switch she'd used and beat her with it. I wanted to put her in her place for laying a hand upon my bride, even at a time in her life when I didna know her, but also for putting ridiculous notions into her head regarding a wife's place.

It wasna quiet and subservient at all times. It wasna beneath me still and unmoving as I fucked her.

Our reason for nae returning to Scotland after our time in Mohamir was based on the cruel actions of our commanding officer, Evers. It had nae been a choice, but I didna miss the staid and almost prudish notions that society held women to. Husbands could leave a woman unfulfilled, cold and alone as he ventured to a brothel to dabble in his baser needs. A wife had to be virtuous, frigid and faithful. A husband could be anything he wanted, including dishonorable, just like my own da had been. Wealthy and highborn in his own right, he'd married my mother for her own money, merging it into a vast fortune. The only merging my parents had besides money was the night I was conceived, for I remember the women my father paraded in front of me, my mother, the entire county, without a care.

She'd been raised to be as biddable as Rebecca, but it had been my father who had taught her she was frigid and solely a broodmare for his heir. Me.

What my father had done, what Rebecca had been taught was nae our way. The men of Bridgewater Ranch held themselves to a higher standard. We were faithful, possessive, and very loving. In return, wives did as bid with regards for their safety and also for their pleasure. We were nae modest, we were nae the least bit chaste. If a wife needed attention, we didna delay.

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