Bleeding Heart (Captured Miracle Book 2)(39)

There was no question, I was still afraid of this man - my captor and now my husband, but I was also entirely safe with him. The closer I was to him, the less at risk I was from harm. The man had made me cry - plenty of times. He pushed me past the edge of my sanity and he forced me to accept a new way of thought - of life. But he had never physically hurt me. He’d never hit me, or forced himself inside of me - not even a finger. It was because of this that I was thankful to him. It was because of his strength to maintain his control against his own desires, that I found security in spite of his selfish ways. Yes, Calix was selfish. He had, after all, taken me.

Placing a hand on the side of his face, I watched the blue of his eyes deepen as I nibbled on my bottom lip. Finally, I spoke. “You’re a beautiful man, Calix. But I think you’ll always frighten me.”

He closed his eyes for a brief moment as he leaned into my touch. Then he opened his eyes and spoke softly. “Shall I show you our bedroom, love?”

My heart hitched. “If you want to.”

A throaty growl sounded on his words and he dropped his head to press a kiss to my forehead. “You have no idea how bad I want that.”

My knees felt like jelly as I walked behind Calix to the door on the opposite end of the living space. I was nervous. Yes, I’d shared a room with Calix before - but that room was sort of my safe place. It was in his bedroom where I found acceptance for my life with him. It was in his bedroom where I experienced my first orgasm, my first real kiss, the first time I’d seen a naked man. A lot of my comfort with Calix had been built within those walls. This was new, undefined territory. And yes, I was freaking nervous!

He reached out to twist the knob before stepping inside, guiding me into a very dark, very masculine room. I swear to the Greek Gods surely watching over us, that my heart was in my throat!

The walls were the same dark color as the rest of the yacht and the carpet was the same creamy beige. The furniture was dark wood or dark brown leather and the bed had been draped in a cream beige duvet and matching sheet set. There was a small intimate wet bar along the far wall and I had a feeling that if I opened one of the cabinet doors, I would find a mini fridge. In the back of the room there was an open door to which I saw a closet where all our clothing had been hung, and through the closet was a generously sized bathroom. The room was lit with amber pot lights that had been sunken into both the roof and walls. There were settings, I noticed, for the lights, as Calix dimmed them a bit more. I stepped into the middle of the room and felt my heart stutter in my chest as Calix retrieved a remote from the nightstand before pointing it to a wall that was entirely glass. Then, the glass wall moved.

I watched, stunned and speechless, as the wall opened to a large round hot tub and deck exposed beneath the ebony shimmering of the night sky. There were white lounge chairs around the sunken tub and a small round table for two that was tucked beneath a structure of the boat that served like awning. A few steps down and there was a large stretch of deck that was so close to the ocean water, I could hang my feet off the side and dip them into the abyss.

This was absolutely stunning. It literally took my breath away and I wondered, how many girls dreamed of a night like this - so completely magical and utterly fanatical?

Calix moved to stand behind me, pulling my back against his chest as he looped his arms around my waist. “What do you think?”

“Well,” I breathed. “I still think you have too much money.”

“But?” He half-growled against my ear and I fought the shiver that threatened to riot inside my body.

“But this is beautiful, Calix.” I admitted. “It’s unreal.”

“This is very real, love.”

I leaned my head back against his chest, feeling content and safe in his arms - even from the very monster that held me. Breathing in the salty air, I let my eyes flutter closed as my body relaxed. I didn’t allow my mind to wander far from this moment. I didn’t allow myself to think about later - and the possible events that later would consist of. I simply stood, my mind quiet and my heartbeat gentle, in this mans arms.

Just then, I felt the boat give a very gentle jostle and I knew we were moving.

“We’re moving?”

Calix nodded as I spun around in his arms. “We are.”

“Where are we going?”

“Anywhere.” His eyes watched my mouth for a moment and I felt my heart race as I imagined him pressing his smooth lips against mine again. “But tonight we’re just sailing out a few miles. We’ll anchor and be able to see the city lights, but no one will be able to see us.”