Chapter 9: The Bonding

Karin Vouivre's POV

I was looking at my husband who has been eyeing me from the other side of the table ever since the dinner was starting. I don't think that I would be in his center of attention until Catherine said something to me.

"Your husband must love you very much," she whispered that I was choking on my wine. I was recovering it very quickly that it was not noticeable.

"What do you mean?" I asked as I was dabbing my mouth Catherine was smiling at me before she patted my knee.

"It's alright. I know how these men get when it was around their mates," she whispered as I was furrowing my eyebrows at her.

"Mates? What was that?" I asked her before she laughed. She shook her head before Mr. Jones and Pascal were shaking hands.

"A pleasure doing business with you, sir," Pascal said as we were standing and were about to leave.

"Likewise. If you have any concerns or other deals to make, do not hesitate to contact me," Mr. Jones said before Pascal nodded.

"Good night to both of you," my husband said before Catherine kissed my cheeks again.

"Have fun," Catherine said before I was looking at her, confused. She laughed before Pascal was escorting me out of the restaurant. I was looking at the restaurant and the couple that we just dined. They were happy and I was hoping that someday, Pascal and I will be like them.

"What are you thinking about?" Pascal asked me when we were on the road back to his, sorry our, house. I was looking out the window before I turned to look at him.

"Nothing. Just something," I said as I was looking out the window again. Pascal took my hand before he kissed it and put it on his thigh. I was trying not to blush but there was something else that was going on right now. I felt the burning fire inside my stomach. Now I know that was not normal, at all.

I never felt like this before.

Pascal parked inside the garage before I was unfastening the seatbelt. Pascal was out of the car before he went to my side and opened the door. He offered me his hand and I thanked him.

"Thank you," I said before we were inside the house. It was quiet.

"Where the others?" I asked my husband before I was shrugging off my coat. Pascal was looking at me for a second he cleared his throat.

"Out,"

"Out? Where?" I asked as I was trying to keep the conversation going. I don't think I was ready to be alone with Pascal but it was overwhelming.

"Do you want a drink?" Pascal asked me as I was putting the coat on the coat rack.

"What do you have?" I asked.

"Hmm, let's see. I have rum, brandy, scotch, vodka, whiskey…"

"I have brandy then," I said before I was sitting on the couch. The house was spacious and I don't think I wanted to retire now. Not when I know what was coming.

"Here you go," Pascal said before I took the offered glass. I thanked him as I was sipping on the wine. It helped my nerves to settle down a bit before Pascal was opening the tv. We were watching some Animal Planet stuff and I was focusing on that. I did not even notice that Pascal has scooted over and he was splaying his arm behind my neck on the sofa.

"I love to watch this whenever I felt like the day was over," Pascal said as I was sipping on the wine. I don't want to make any comment but I know that he wanted to talk. I was shy right now as I just remembered that I was his once upon a time betrothed's the younger sister.

Then I felt the tears.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Pascal asked me before he lowered the volume of the tv. I did not know when I was starting to sob but I did. I was looking at the wine glass before Pascal was taking it from me.

"Karin, my heart breaks when you cry. Please, sweetie, why are you crying?" He asked as I was taking a deep breath. I think this man will never understand that I have been liking him for a very long time and he had no clue.

But maybe he just needs a little push.

"Kiss me," I said before I was looking at him. He arched his eyebrows at me before I was pulling his collar. I pulled him closer.

"Kiss me, Pascal. Please…" I said before I was biting my lower lips. Pascal groaned before I was looking at him. His eyes were darkened now and I think he wanted to kiss me too. Real bad.

"Do you wish it? I don't want to force myself onto you, Karin,"

"Just do it already," I said before I was claiming his mouth. He was taken back and he did not respond to my kiss. I felt shy all of a sudden and when I was about to retreat, Pascal was wrapping his arm around my waist and my nape. He pulled my hair before he groaned.

"God, you don't know how long I have been waiting to kiss you, love," his husky voice was coming out and I think I was getting wet hearing it.

"Then what are you waiting for? We're married after all," I said as I was looking into his grey eyes. He clenched his jaws before he was getting away from me. Not so fast, you bastard! I pulled him before I was straddling his laps.

"I can't, Karin. You don't marry me for love. I won't marry you for love. I just can't…" he said before I was holding his head in my hands. I was caressing his cheeks with my thumbs before I was smiling at him.

"Do you know that I used to dream to marry you when you are intended for my sister?" I confessed before he was looking at me.

"What?" He asked before I nodded. I was tracing my fingers on his chiseled jaws as he was shivering under my touch.

"I used to dream that you will one day be mine and you will ravish me. I don't care that you will be my sister's one day but turned out," I said before I was chuckling as I was looking into his eyes.

"You're mine all along," I said as I was kissing him lightly on his lips. Then I sighed.

"But of course, you don't love me. So, I'm sorry if you will be stuck with me then," I said before I was moving out of his laps. But I was stuck. I turned to look at Pascal before I was catching my breath as Pascal was smirking at me. His eyes were shining with mischief as he was pulling me closer. I can sense that his hardness was under me. I gulped.

"And you thought I don't have the same feeling for you?" He asked as his hot breath was hitting my face. I nodded as I was smelling the smoke and spice that I liked.

"Well, you guess wrong, love, and I will prove it to you," he said before he was kissing me. I was gripping his nape before his hands were unzipping my dress before he was pulling my straps off my shoulders.

"Your dress has been driving me crazy with need tonight. And I have the pleasure to peel it from you, love," he said before I was smiling at him.

"That's the idea,"

"Such a tease," he said before I was unbuttoning his shirt. I was shoving it off from his shoulders as he was like I imagined him to be. It was all muscles and my mouth watered at the sight. Pascal chuckled at my speechlessness.

"Liking what you see, love?" He asked as I was fumbling with his pants. He was unhooking my bra before it flopped to the floor. I was conscious of my breasts as I rarely fill out B cup. I tried to hide it before Pascal shook his head.

"They're beautiful. Just like you," he said as he was looking into my eyes. I was breathing heavily before he was laying me on top of the couch. He pulled my panties down as he was removing his pants as well. I can see that his boner was showing in his silk boxer.

"Do you wish to see it?" He asked me before I was looking at his eyes. I nodded before he was spreading his hands wide.

"Then it's yours," he said as I was sitting up on the couch before I put my hands on the waistband. I gulped before I was pulling it slowly. My breath caught in my throat before I looked at his reproductive anatomy.

It was big, well-endowed, and silky. I touched it with my hand before Pascal groaned. I was pulling his shaft in my small hand and it did not fit.

"God, you're amazing," he said before he was pushing me onto the couch. I was looking at him before he was kissing me. He was licking his tongue on my lower lips before I was opening up to him. He plunged his tongue inside and we were fucking each other mouth as his fingers were playing with my core. I groaned before my hips were buckled under his torture.

Pascal smirked before his stormy orbs were on me. I licked my lips before he was pushing one finger inside. His eyebrows arched and I blushed. I think I know that he senses my maidenhead.

"Now, you're making this even more special, love," he said before he was attacking my breasts. I arched my back before I was gripping his hair and my heels dug into his buttocks.

"Please, I need you…inside me, my love," I whispered before Pascal was lining it up on my core.

"This will be hurt a bit at first and I cannot help it but I will try to make it bearable," he said before he was pushing inside me slowly. I moaned at the new invasion of my unused muscles before I was gripping his shoulders.

He was groaning when I felt the maidenhead. Pascal looked at me before he was pushing forward and I was clinging to him, trying to forget the pain.

"It will be over soon," he said before he kissed me. I was kissing him as we were still for a while. Then, Pascal moved and I groaned. He smirked before he was looking at me.

"Now, the real fun begins,"