Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

Chapter 99

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It feels like I am burning. Sweat clings to

kin. I gasp and try to get up for some air but the weight over my body keeps me down.

It’s so hot.

Annoyed, I blink my eyes open. The sunlight peeking through the windows hits my face, making me wince slightly.

My head hurts. I groan, closing my eyes for a second.

The weight above me shifts, wrapping around me like a slithering snake to pull me back.

My eyes shoot wide open, blinking rapidly against the sunlight.

What the—

I suppress a scream and look down at the thick arm coiled around my waist. My jaw hangs low as my gaze lifts to another arm wrapped

around my chest tightly.

I must be dreaming.

Is this a w**eam?

I never had one of those before.

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My lips form an O. I close my eyes again and ease into the arms that keep me plastered to a muscular, warm front.

Heat creeps down my skin, sliding between my legs. I press my thighs together and swallow.

I should wake up from this w***m now.

A masculine, woody scent overpowers my senses, making me hold my breath.

not supposed to feel this real, or is

follows as the arms tighten around my body, pulling

inside your p**y, Kitten. “A sleepy, hoarse voice mumbles against

horror, and lust become a hazy

This is no dream.

I fight his hold over me. He turns me around with ease and pulls my face into his chest

some more. “His hands slide to my

voice muffled

My wide

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his eyes again. They are still half-closed like he can’t bother to open

right now.

His fingers rub over my scalp, sending

of words, a soft moan slips past my lips. A lazy smirk

am I doing in your bed? “I snap, shaking the

in his arms, our bodies pressed together and his hands all over me but I am not panicking.

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remember?” Darkness

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remember crying and screaming in his bathroom, foolishly begging him to come back and let me go. I remember being scared to the point that it felt like my soul would leave my body. I remember the moment everything went black before my eyes and it seemed like my

is his hand under my shirt,

“I mutter

not good for you to curse at me when you are still in my bed, little Kitty. What if I decide to teach

with a stinging sound. My palm burns and my fingerprints remain on his cheek, proof of what I just did to

still hanging in

Massimo. “I whisper, my body beginning to shake with the intensity of my

as his lips press into a thin, threatening

that.” He says before my world spins in my

my way out. In a single moment, he sits up with ease, twists me around,

name, still flipping my legs around and trying to

tugs my pants down. Fear strikes my heart, almost sending my mind back to the abyss but his palm connects with

mouth, almost sounding like a whimper. The sting of

repay someone who let you sleep in his bed?” He scoffs playfully, his fingers rubbing the

mind remains still, as I try to process my thoughts. But I doubt that I am even thinking. I can only focus on the sensation of his rough fingers on the bare skin of my butt as I lay in his lap, blinking at the

up, and sits me