“Hand me another?” I try with my best puppy eyes.
Matvey gives me an impressed once-over. “Someone’s forgotten her manners.”
“Hand me another, pretty please?”
With an amused huff, Matvey presses a cheese cube to my mouth.
As I chew, a moan escapes me. “This is better than sex.”
“Careful, kalina. I just might let you starve.”
A shiver runs down my spine. Whenever Matvey growls his threats into my ear, I always want to push those boundaries. See how far he’s willing to take it.
I shake my head and force myself to focus on the food. If I keep thinking like this, it won’t be long before yet another part of me starts calling the shots. Again. “You’d never. I’m carrying our child here.”
“Which is the only reason I’m entertaining this.” His big palm comes to rest over my belly, rubbing ci
