Jordan. A sense of triumph, along with a compressing sensation in my throat that felt suspiciously like the tightening of a noose, assaulted me . It was necessary; the only thing that could be done. The only way for me to truly claim this child, make him my heir. And the only way to claim Nala .A heavy pulse throbbed in my groin at the thought of claiming her in the most basic, elemental way. I wanted her with a kind of passionate ferocity that was foreign to me.I would have wanted her no matter what, would have desired her had i passed her when she was walking down the street. But the intense, bone deep need to take her, to enter her sweet body and join myself to her…that had to be connected to the pregnancy because it was outside anything in my experience. I had experienced lust the basest kind that had nothing to do with emotion and I had been in love. This didn’t resemble either experience.I could satisfy my lust for her without marriage, but marriage was necessary for me to h

Jordan.I was surprised that Nala was denying us both what we so obviously wanted, but not even a sexless marriage was new to me. I had been there. I imagined it had been Selena’s way of punishing me for not giving her a baby, although the issue had been with her body and not mine. It hadn’t mattered to me. I had never once seen her as less of a woman. But she had been so frustrated with out timed lovemaking that never, ever produced the result she wanted, that she hadn’t even allowed me to touch her in the last six months of our marriage. The last six months of her life.I knew why Selena had denied me, and i wasn’t sure i hadn’t deserved it. But i didn’t know what Nala’s game was. Although I doubted that she would hold on to that stance. The attraction between us was far too strong for that. It was certainly beyond anything I had ever known in my experience.She licked her lips and my body ached with the need to taste her sweet mouth again, to move my tongue over hers. I was insta

Nala. Jordan began to walk back toward his quarters, and i had to take short, quick steps to keep up with his long strides. “That is ridiculous. Not being able to have children doesn’t make you a failure.”“It felt that way to my wife.” He paused for a moment. “My mother introduced us. It was her opinion that Selena was perfect for me. Her family was wealthy and well. known, she was talented and cultured. In my mother’s estimation she would make a wonderful princess. A wonderful mother. When Selena could not fulfill that part of what she considered to be her requirements, she became very depressed.”“But that wasn’t the only thing you loved her for,” i said softly.Jordan turned to face me, his mouth pressed into a grim line. “No.”“I understand why you don’t want it to become public knowledge. I won’t tell anyone.” It might make things easier in a way, although inimagined his mother would dislike me regardless, but i just didn’t want to hurt Jordan by dredging up things from the pas

Nala. The limo pulled up to the curb of what looked like a very upscale row of boutiques. The driver opened the door and Isabella slid out. I followed. The ocean was only a hundred yards away from the shops, and the chilly salt air did wonders for the eternal churning in my stomach. The shops were all set into small, historic stone buildings, but just at the end of the row of boutiques there was a new, massive casino. It wasn’t all lit up like Vegas, rather it was more sedate, in keeping with the theme of the rest of the district. Jordan really was a genius. What he had done to revamp the economy of his country was brilliant. Women in expensive clothing milled around on the cobblestone walks sipping coffee that was as designer as their handbags. The men, i assumed, were in the casino. “ Isabella!” Both Isabella and i turned to the sound of a man shouting. A flash went off, followed by more flashes. My eyes widened. There was a pack of people, men and women, holding cameras, They

Jordan “I’m hot. I want to go inside,” she said. I didn’t know what had caused the dramatic shift in Nala’s mood. She had been sweet one moment, not resisting my attempts to touch her, and then she had gone stiff and jumped as far away from me as she could manage in one movement. I wanted her. I had been totally honest about my intention to seduce her, and i did intend to. I was going to make this advanced honeymoon a honeymoon in the most basic sense of the word. I ached for her every night as i lay in my empty bed, images of her fiery hair spread around her head as he laid her back onto my pillows. That gorgeous mouth parted on a sigh as i sank into her willing body… My need for her was so strong, so intense that my entire body ached with it. Desire on this level was a madness I had never before experienced. And it was an ideal scenario for it. Nala did not want love, but i knew she felt the same kind of lust for me that i felt for her. Lust i could handle. Love was not on the ag