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.

A w**dream is not supposed to feel this

poking it. A throaty grunt follows

my c**k if you don’t want it inside your p**y, Kitten.

horror, and lust become a hazy mixture. I gasp, my eyes

This is no dream.

He turns me around with ease and pulls my face into his

hands slide

voice

fingers tangle in my hair and gently draw my head back. My wide eyes meet his sleepy, lazy gaze—the gaze of a predator who is in the mood to play

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over his forehead, before meeting his

right now.

His fingers rub over my scalp, sending

a soft moan slips past my lips. A lazy smirk tugs at the corners

doing in your bed? “I

that I am in his arms, our bodies pressed together and his hands all over me but I am not panicking. It feels normal as if I am not traumatized

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you remember?” Darkness flickers in

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to the point that it felt like my soul would leave my body. I remember the moment everything went black before

memory after that and the last thing I remember is his hand under my shirt, caressing my stomach as he whispered that I should

“I mutter under

when you are still in my bed, little Kitty.

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

hand still hanging

whisper, my body beginning to shake with the intensity of

as his lips

have done that.” He says before my

my legs moving rapidly to claw my way out. In a single moment, he sits up with ease, twists me around,

flipping my legs around and trying to grasp the sheets to

to what I have to say, Massimo tugs my pants down. Fear strikes my heart, almost sending my mind back to the abyss but his palm connects with my a** cheek, jolting me out of the

gasp leaves my mouth, almost sounding like a whimper. The sting of

his bed?” He scoffs playfully, his fingers rubbing the spot he

to process my thoughts. But I doubt that I am even thinking. I can only focus on

up, and sits me in his lap, making me