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When his teeth graze over my shoulder, I climax.

Bucking up at him, screaming out with the overload of pleasure rushing through my body, I lose myself in him.

He grunts, grabbing onto my shoulders tighter while he drives into me again and again, until his own orgasm rips through him.

Little aftershocks of pleasure ripple through me as he lies on top of me, catching his breath.

“I love you. You’re going to be the death of me, but I fucking love you,” he says before turning his head and kissing me. It’s sweet this time, a playful kiss between lovers.

Minutes later, we’re tangled up in the sheets, snuggling even though it’s not even noon. I’m sure he has a million things to do, and meetings to get to. And I need to start figuring out what all of this means for me.

Casually, he picks up my hand and slides a diamond ring onto my finger. It’s gigantic and would be tacky if it wasn’t so damn beautiful.

“Two questions. Where were you hiding this just now, and why are you giving it to me?”

“I shoved it under the pillow when I climbed into bed, and I’m giving it to you because it’s tradition for the woman to wear an engagement ring.” He kisses my bare shoulder.

I roll to my back. “Rurik, I didn’t say I’d marry you.”

He shrugs. “That’s fine.” He points to the ring. “Last night, I left because I needed to get this.”

“You went shopping?”

“No. I went to pick it up. The jeweler had it waiting for me. I bought it days ago.”

I laugh. “You’re insane.”

“It’s what you’ve done to me. You’ve taken a civilized man and turned him inside out.”

“Civilized? If I remember right, we started this whole thing because you kidnapped me.”

“I picked you up and brought you home.” He corrects with a hint of a smile in his voice. “That’s what we’ll tell our children.”

“Now we’re having kids?”

“Five at least. All boys. Except the last one, she can be a girl.”

“Oh, she can?” I’m giggling now like a crazed loon. Because that’s what he’s done to me. “I’m still not sure about marriage, Rurik.”

“I’m sure enough for us both, but it doesn’t have to be tomorrow. We can wait.” He hugs me to him, kissing me again. “We’ll do it next month.”

“Rurik.” I elbow him.

“We’ll do it when you’re ready.” He relents. “Unless you take too long, and then we’ll do it when I say.”

“When you say?” I grin up at him.

He brushes a lock of hair from my eyes. “Yes.”

“And you expect me to just go along with it?” If he keeps looking at me like this, he’s not going to have to wait long.The man can talk me into almost anything with the right smile.

“I expect obedience.”

I laugh. “You’re going to have a lifetime of disappointment in that department then.”

He pulls me to him, tucking me under his chin again.

“I have a feeling it won’t be disappointing, for either of us.”