When the carriage began moving around the park at White Valley at a fair clip, Belle was lost in thoughts about what she discovered in that book in the refreshnts room of the boutique.
She had hidden the book when Rohan ca in by stuffing it inside one of the bags beside her, but thankfully she had read enough to understand what she had to do to help him if he was in that state that could harm him.
Not being like the other vampires, she wasn’t certain if it would affect him like the book had said, but then that bulge that she had felt against her even this morning—where he pulled her into him as he broke the wrist of the girl—made her believe he might be different, but he was still a man, and everything that happened to other n happened to him.
She had flushed when he ca in, and knowing he might know what she had been reading by picking up her heartbeat, she had urged him that she wanted to go ho and the shopping was enough.
They had left the building and now she wondered how she was going to inspect him. She could wait until they reached the castle of course, but knowing that Cordelia was there and could interrupt them again, she did not want to be discouraged.
More than once she had let her eyes sway to his... his man part, but because of the black trousers he wore she could not dispute whether there was a bulge there or not. Now that he was sitting, all she had to do was turn and see, but to her absolute shock, the mont she turned, she found him reading the sa book she had been reading in the room, and her eyes widened.
Without thinking about what she was doing, she reached out with the intention to yank it away from his grip, but as if anticipating her movent, he pulled it up and away from her reach and then glanced down at her with his devilish smirk.
"Naughty little wife. Tsk, no wonder you looked so red when I ca in. It turns out the little cat is finally learning to catch a rat. Tell , did you learn to catch it?" he teased as he used the book to playfully hit her head, causing her to move back, mortified and shy at being caught.
"I—I was only holding it. How did you get the book?" she asked, not looking at him and staring ahead as if there was sothing more interesting in the wall that separated them from the coachman. She’d hidden it before he opened the door—how the hell did he know she was reading this particular book?
"Tsk, how wouldn’t I get it? I walked into the room and suddenly my wife hides sothing inside the bag, with her heart beating so fast I could hear it from the next room, and then she had those adorable colors on her cheeks that make want to pinch and squeeze them. How wouldn’t I get curious about what she’s hiding?" He clicked his tongue and then added, "All I had to do was carry the bag and let her move ahead of and tuck the thing she hid inside my coat. Simple as that. But who would have thought she was looking through naked-ass n on the pages, hmm?"
Belle blushed to the root of her head when he phrased it like that, and she turned defensively to him. "I wasn’t looking at their nakedness, I was reading!" she exclaid, wishing the carriage would open and throw her out.
Rohan laughed in amusent. "Reading? Don’t tell you didn’t look at this small cock idiot on the page before you started reading it?"
"I... I didn’t take it to see any man naked. I was only—"
"Only trying to compare your husband to one of them?" He smiled wickedly when she looked up at him with that innocent flushed face of hers and a glare in her hazel eyes.
"Compare you to them? Why would I do such a thing? There’s nothing to compare when I can’t even see their faces, the painting hides their face," she said, completely missing his aning, and that made him chuckle and shake his head before playfully hitting her nose with the top of the book.
"Tell then, what did you read in it?" he asked, arching his brows. The book was educational in so form of ways, but it wasn’t kept in that refreshnts room for education, but for won to swipe through the pages and look through the drawings of naked n and compare them to their lovers’ or even husbands’ bodies, to have fantasies about sothing unrealistic—or perhaps realistic, but not on all n.
Every page contained a drawing and a body part of a man, drawn and even painted to look realistic. He bet if any woman who picked the book saw any written words, the drawings were still the first thing that would catch one’s attention. Now, catching his bunny reading such a book, he couldn’t help but wonder what she had learned from it.
He saw her redden even more, and her heart rate picked up at his question. And then she did sothing that surprised him—it was subtle, but he caught the movent. Her eyes swayed to his lower abdon, where he had by miracle managed to bring down his painful erection, but that subtle movent of hers made it rise and harden.
"Careful, Isa," he warned in a husky voice after muttering in sudden curse at his own unexpected body reaction to her. Just her little glance was enough to turn him on!
"I did not do anything... I just read about things that... Are you swollen?" she suddenly questioned and then jerked her gaze away from him so fast she almost hit her own head against the side wall of the carriage. Stupid, why would you ask him like that?! she scolded herself.
Rohan’s brows arched as he crooked his head to the side. "Am I swollen? aning?" he asked, having a faint idea what she ant, as by chance he had opened exactly the page she had been reading in the room and seen what it was about. His timid wife had started to get bolder—he couldn’t help but like it so much.
"I saw... in the book that... that..." She stamred in embarrassnt, not knowing how to put the words to make it sound less inappropriate than it was—or had been written.
"That what, sweetheart? What did you read about?"
He caught her eyes sway to his manhood again, and he stopped himself from inhaling sharply from the heat that dissolved in that part of his body.
"...That when a man and a woman did what we did this morning and did not reach to the end, the man suffers, and the painful swelling might be harmful if not tad. I wanted to know if you are swollen!" She said the words in one breath and so fast so she wouldn’t have to think about them.
When there was no reply from the man beside her—as she wasn’t looking at him—she dug her fingers into her dress. Had she said sothing she wasn’t supposed to? Had she insulted him in so way? Why didn’t she just bite her tongue and swallow it to death!!
Belle was chiding herself when Rohan’s voice ca. "Find it out for yourself."
"What?" She jerked her gaze to him and saw that he was smiling mischievously.
"You want to see if I am painfully aroused, right? Check it out for yourself and help , Isa," he drawled thickly. He had been so damned aroused for days, but not wanting to scare her since the day he brought her to Nightbrook, he’d kept himself in check to first make her get used to intimacy and the thought of being his wife and what ca with.
He wanted her to desire him so much that she would make the first move. He could stir that longing in her if he chose to, but he didn’t want to rely on his own thods. If he had his wife in bed, he wanted to be the only man she craved and thought about. He wanted her yearning to grow stronger with each passing night.
Belle heard in his voice that he was suppressing himself. She had not known that all those tis he made her body feel better with his fingers and... mouth, that he was torturing himself and that it was supposed to be sothing like a give and take—until she read it in this book. She had felt relief, but he hadn’t, which made her realize how much he had been giving her without her even knowing it.
It made her feel guilty in so kind of way she couldn’t put a finger on, which was why she made that decision to check if he had tad it by so ans or kept it. She had decided to help in ways she could, and the shaless book had many ways to ta it that she had read to her embarrassnt.
Now that he said those words, she turned to look at his dark eyes that still weren’t eting hers, and then down at his trousers. "Can... I see it?" she asked ekly.
Rohan moved closer to her, smiling that lting smile of his, and said, "You can, because it’s all yours, sweetheart. Anyti, any day. But if you want to see it, you will have to uncover it yourself."
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