Brisa suspects her husband is hiding the darker aspects of their kingdoms from her. Each day her belly swells with their child, but her love engorged heart has begun to shrink as she learns the terrible truth about her husband’s thirst for power. Saving him by ending the injustice consumes her. She knows she can unlock Ka’Sen’s magic, but she fears the truth may destroy him.
Brisa doesn’t want to command worlds, but she does want to command her husband’s heart. She’s willing to give him everything, body and soul, but is she enough when she’s asking him to give up the universe? Or does loving him mean accepting his darkness?
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Command His Soul (Commanded 4)
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Copyright ©2018 Ashlynn Monroe
Brisa giggled as her husband’s morning stubble tickled against her distended abdomen. Her hormones were in overdrive. She’d woken him by kissing his cock. Now he was being playful, but his erection bobbed between his legs in all its beautiful glory.
Days were the only thing standing between them and the arrival of their first child. Brisa rubbed the spot where the life stirred within her. “Stop tickling me, Ka’Sen. Our little Kutura doesn’t seem to like it.”
Ka’Sen chuckled and kissed Brisa’s belly again. “Bri’Sen,” he whispered. “I will not let your mother give you such an undignified name.” He glanced up at Brisa and winked before returning his attention to his unborn daughter. “It would be lovely for a common child, but you will grow up to rule worlds.”
“What if she doesn’t want to rule worlds?” Brisa tried to relax her brow, but she could feel her frown etched deep. “Can’t we just wish happiness on her instead of power?”
Something dark passed across Ka’Sen’s face. “To ensure her happiness I will safeguard her power. Everything she has can be gone in the blink of an eye. Everything. Supremacy is her only protection when we’re gone.”
Brisa placed her palm against his prickly cheek. Her heart ached. She still had a lot of work to do if she was ever going to get through to him. Ka’Sen turned into her touch and placed a kiss on her skin. His lips were warm. With her hormones so erratic, all she wanted to do was make love to him. Day and night, his naked body was the only thing on her mind. And as if he could read her mind --
Ka’Sen moved with the graceful speed of a warrior as he pinned her to the soft mattress beneath them. With the bond of magic between them she could feel his lust humming through his body. That need fueled her own. Brisa bit her lip and let go of the breath she was holding to slow her pounding heart. “I need you, husband.” His slow grin made her heart flutter with joy, yet fear nibbled in the back of her brain. “Promise me everything is all right.”
His eyes narrowed, and he pulled back a bit. Brisa let him scrutinize her, and through the bond between them she silently begged him to understand her fear. Maybe it was the baby or just the whispers she’d heard of war, but this felt like the last time.
She didn’t flinch when he took her face in his hands, forcing her to maintain eye contact. His gaze seemed to be searching, and she sensed him trying to sort out her fears. “Why are you afraid? I would die to keep you and the baby safe. You know that, sweet witch.”
Brisa nodded. “Of course. I don’t doubt your love, but I -- I wish I could explain.”
When his expression gentled, a moment of shame filled her. He had so much weight on his shoulders. He’d promised her he would make a fresh kind of democracy on all the worlds. Each world would get representation. Each species would be free to choose what kind of life they wanted. The whole universe waited for him to fix injustice, yet she lay in his bed begging him to fix nothing and everything at the same time. Brisa wanted to look away, but he wouldn’t let her. His love poured into her through the invisible threads weaving her soul to his.
“I wonder if every wife has such high expectations of her husband,” Brisa whispered, trying to defuse the tension she’d created.
Ka’Sen didn’t laugh. He also didn’t give her the relief of a new topic. “I would destroy and rebuild worlds if you ask me. I will never let anything harm our family. You are the only peace I’ve ever had. Don’t you understand, woman? I will teach you everything.” His voice was steady, but she felt his arms trembling as he held her face. “I will give you everything -- be your everything. I will lay universes at your feet. And you…” He leaned in and brushed his lips lightly to hers. “You are my magic. Your power will protect my empire, and our daughter will never lose the legacy we leave for her.”
Fear grew instead of dying. Her heart thundered as a wild crescendo of feeling swelled and crashed around her. Hopeful. Conflicted. And terrified in the same moment. Tears filled her eyes. She blinked them away. “But…”
“No arguments.” He pressed his lips to hers again, this time in a tender, slow kiss. When he pulled back his dark eyes glistened, making her love him even more. “It’s just a fact of the truest truth. I offer you everything.”
No other person had ever been so devoted to her. She realized she’d give him her whole soul, even the broken pieces. She was his and through the waves of power humming between them the certainty he was wholly hers gave her both comfort and worry. “What if --” She paused. How do I tell him he has his own magic? How do I tell him he doesn’t need me?
“If?” He waited.