Page 31 of Urgent Vows
She scans my face with her hazel gaze. "I can't just stop being embarrassed."
"But you can answer when I ask you something."
"Fine," she says with an attitude bordering on insolent.
My wife needs to learn her place, but for some reason I feel disinclined to tell her so. I merely wait in silence for her answer.
"The pain went away entirely during my, uh…" She trails off.
I help her out. "Your climax."
"Uh, yes."
"And afterward?"
"It was better."
"But not now?"
She rolls her eyes. At me. "Now I'm stressed having to talk about it which makes me tense and that makes my pain worse."
I nod. Then I kiss her.
She startles at first, and is unresponsive. But then her lips soften and finally her body relaxes completely. I keep my mouth against hers, gently eating at her lips and slipping my tongue inside her mouth leisurely until I feel my own sexual urgency rise.
Then I break the kiss and stand straight. "And now?"
She looks at me in confusion and then understanding dawns on her beautiful face. "Better. Is that why you kissed me?"
"The only reason I will ever kiss you is because I want to," I inform her. "If it has the added benefit of relaxing you, that might influence the timing."
"Oh." She is back to looking confused, but not unhappy.
The nurse chooses that moment to return. She asks my wife about her pain level again. This time, Catalina answers and offers that it was between a seven and an eight when the nurse asked her before. Looking pleased to be able to tick her boxes, the nurse inputs the information on her tablet.
"The doctor said your wife can leave once I go over her homecare instructions with you," the nurse informs me.
"He did not think it necessary to return and inform me of that himself?"
"He didn't mean to offend you," the nurse hastily assures me. "But an emergency patient came in and he didn't want you to have to wait until after he treated him."
"When my wife is in this hospital, there is no patient more important, no emergency that supersedes her care," I inform the nurse in a tone that causes made men to squirm.
The nurse blanches and stutters out, "Of c-course. I am so sorry. I will get the doctor immediately."
"Severu," my wife says my name softly.
"What?" I ask, letting her see with my expression I will not tolerate another bit of disrespect from her, or anyone else.
"Please, I do not want to wait. I am tired." She looks it, the dark shadows under her eyes like more bruises against her pale skin. "Please," she says again. "I want to go home. Maybe you could call the doctor later and yell at him then."
There is only one time I want to hear that word from Catalina. When I am fucking her. She should never have to beg otherwise.
She needs to learn her place.
While it is under me, it is not less than me and it damn sure is not less than anyone else.
"Get on with the homecare instructions," I growl at the nurse.
