The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

Chapter 37

His warm breath fanned across her face, his breathing gradually turning ragged. His large hand began to wander over her body once again. Natalia tried to push him away, but he furrowed his brows, “Stop resisting. Let me kiss you.”

Natalia’s hand fell limply by her side. The man held her tight, the only sounds in the silent bedroom were the echoes of their breaths and the occasional suppressed moan.

Ten minutes later, Magnus lifted his hazy eyes, “My lady, I want you.”

Natalia was taken aback. She could feel the heat intensifying beneath her, so she quickly pushed him away, “No, it’s daytime, and I am not your wife.” Her emotions were a whirlwind. She was torn between appeasing him and keeping her distance. After all, her sister was his lawful wife. The realization that she was only a substitute sometimes made her feel heartbroken. She felt like she had no right to do what his wife was supposed to do. If she did, she would feel even more worthless and degraded.

Magnus gazed at her with hazy eyes, “You are my wife. We’ve done what husbands and wives do. Don’t ever say that you’re not my wife again. If you say it again, I’ll have to punish you.” His gaze darkened suddenly, and he leaned in to whisper in her ear, “My lady, don’t worry about anything else. Just stay by my side, as my wife. Leave the rest to me.”

His voice was low and husky, and sexy as hell to Natalia’s ears. Before she could react, she felt the wheelchair glide towards the bed. Her body was lifted into the air and thrown onto the bed. Magnus supported himself with his hands. Natalia’s vision went black, and the weight of Magnus‘ body pressed down onto hers.

She tried to sit up, her hands pushing against his burning chest, “Magnus, don’t.”

“My lady, don’t speak.” He suddenly said in a low voice, like a command.

Natalia stared at him in shock, expecting him to do something else. However, he bent down and kissed her, his large body trapping hers beneath him. His kiss was like a storm, assaulting her senses, leaving Natalia weak and helpless under his powerful onslaught.

Magnus took advantage of her weakness to strip her, claiming her as his own. He closed his eyes, suddenly thankful for her presence in his life. No matter what, he would never let her

leave him.

Half an hour later, fearing that the servants might knock on the door once again, Magnus made it quick. He lay satisfied on top of her, looking at her flushed face filled with desire, “My lady, did you enjoy it?”

Natalia hid her face in her pillow in embarrassment. This man was simply insufferable. Wasn’t he supposed to be unable to move his legs? Yet, he acted as if nothing was wrong, taking her again and again.

“Magnus, your legs…”

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deeply into her eyes, his lips brushing against

She tried to push him

She was going numb under his

still inside her. Upon hearing her complain about his weight, he moved it intentionally, making Natalia wish she could disappear into a

so embarrassed that she couldn’t even look at him, which made he

with a push of his hands, he sat up, put on a shirt, and wheeled

bathroom.

room. The sound of running water

be hidden.

laughing. It had been years since he had seen his

way into her bowl. She looked up to meet Magnus‘ gentle gaze, “Eat more,

around. The servants were covering their mouths, trying to stifle their laughter. She gave Magnus an

finished the chicken wing, a piece of fish

her bowl. She frowned

hadn’t noticed and kept

choice but to force herself to

She got up and went to the living room, picked up the remote, and turned on the TV

smile. He picked up the food

was packing her suitcase in their bedroom when

pack some essentials. We can buy anything else we need there, Magnus said, frowning

stuffed items

You still have to get checked out,” she said, implying that they