Page 108 of In the Dark

Annarose shrugged and started for the staircase, but Maribel glanced back at her cousin as if she was concerned before she sighed and left. Then, I walked into the fitting room and locked the door behind me.

“What are you doing?” Jasmina whisper-yelled at me.

She had another dress on that she was holding over her chest. “Turn around and let me string this up,” I told her.

“You’re not supposed to be in here.”

“And yet here I am, Viper.” I motioned for her to turn around and face the mirror.

She sighed and did as I asked, pinching the bridge of her nose as I started working on the strings. “This is too much. All of it. We should just get whatever works and fits.”

“Never too much with you. It’s just enough. We’ll get the perfect one,” I told her calmly.

“There is no perfect one!” She threw her hands up, and I finished the bow in the back and raised my gaze to see her in the mirror.

“You’re perfection in each of the dresses, baby. You only have to choose which you want. But if you don’t know, I’ll just buy them all. You can stare at them at home and wear them every day for all I care.”

“Get real, Callahan. This dress alone is going to be so expensive that—”

“I don’t care,” I cut her off.

Her eyes met mine. “You’re being too nice, Callahan.”

“Am I?”

“You sent a Rolls-Royce to pick up my cousins—”

“Well, I’m about two seconds away from kicking them out of here with all their damn opinions. They’ll see another side of me soon enough.”

She chuckled and smoothed her hands over the dress. “Please don’t. Maribel is still concerned about the forcing of this marriage. My aunt and uncle, well, we all talked about it like I was being sent away to hell.”

“And now?”

“Now, I guess I’m just in hell with you.” She smirked like she wasn’t going to give me any compliments. Then she sighed and stared at herself in the mirror. “I do really like this one. It has a slit that—”

My hand went to it, and I traced a finger along her thigh holster. “Easy to access more than one thing that way.”

My hand danced farther up her thigh, and she whispered my name in chastisement, but her back leaned into my chest.

“You’re going to make a beautiful bride, Viper,” I told her against her bare shoulder as I pushed her panties to the side.

“My family’s on the other side of this door,” she warned me, like I cared.

“Then be quiet … or loud. Let them know I’m keeping you satisfied. They thought you’d be locked away in a prison with a monster as warden. Instead, the monster makes you feel good between your legs every chance he gets.”

She tsked, but then she gasped as I slid a finger in her, the sound loud with how wet she was. I bit the lobe of her ear. “Watch your pretty face change with this dress on. Look at these lips.” I dragged my thumb over her bottom lip. “Parted just for me.” Then I moved my hand down to her chest. “These tits, rising and falling, turning pink like they want my touch.”

I was moving my hand in her faster now, and her body rocked against it, riding closer and closer to her high.

“Even if I am a monster, you like it. Say you love it, Viper. Say you love that I’m forcing this marriage, that you’ll still spread your legs willingly in your pretty bridal gown just for me.”

A blush stained her cheeks as she bit her lower lip hard so that she wouldn’t cry out when I slid two more fingers inside her. Her eyes rolled back as she agreed with me, murmuring that she loved it over and over as her pussy convulsed around me.

When she came down from her orgasm, I pulled my hand from her dress and stared at her as I licked my fingers clean. “I love the way my bride tastes,” I told her. “This is the dress, right? You love this one.”

She whispered, “It’s perfect.”

I nodded and left her to get changed while I told the saleslady, “We want the last one.”