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.

is not supposed to

follows

c**k if you don’t want it inside

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

This is no dream.

and pulls my face into his chest before I can tell him to

more. “His hands slide to

my voice muffled against

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

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eyes take in the hair falling over his forehead, before meeting his eyes again. They are still half-closed

right now.

His fingers rub over my scalp, sending the sparks down

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

bed? “I

and for some reason, it feels so good. It takes me a moment to register that I am in his arms, our bodies pressed together and his hands all

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you remember?” Darkness flickers in his

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flooding back. I 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

thing I remember is his hand under my shirt, caressing my stomach as he whispered that I

“I mutter

are still in my bed, little Kitty. What

lands against his cheek with a stinging sound.

my lips, then to my hand still hanging in the air. His sleepy

that with me again, Massimo. “I whisper, my body

his lips

shouldn’t have done that.” He says

legs moving rapidly to claw my way out. In a single moment, he sits up

still flipping my legs around and trying to grasp the sheets

my heart, almost sending my mind back to the abyss but his

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

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

focus on the sensation of his rough fingers on the bare skin of my butt as I lay in his

pulls my pants up, and