Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins
Chapter 122
#Chapter 122 – The Morning After
I feel a growl rumble in Victor’s chest in response to my plea. I smile as I kiss him, pulling him down on top of me as he fumbles at his belt. I know he likes it when I beg.
“Please, Victor,” I murmur, my eyes closed as I cup his cheek in my hand, feeling him kick himself free of his pants. Then, he returns his face to mine, kissing me soundly as he settles himself between my knees, sliding his hand down my abdomen, across my stomach, dipping it between my thighs.
He growls again when he feels how wet I am for him.
My eyes open to look into his as I feel his c**k press against my entrance. I shudder, then, at the feeling of it, in anticipation, in need.
He pauses, though, and I search his face, seeking an explanation for the delay.
“I love you, Evelyn,” he says, his voice soft and serious, “God damnit, I’m so in love with you.” I stroke his face, then, memorizing it, running my thumb over his eyebrows to smooth the worry I see forming between them.
“I know, Victor,” I whisper back, “I know. I love you to.”
He kisses me, then, fiercely, and I can feel the joy and the possession running through him as he pulls me towards him with a hand behind my neck and another against my lower back. Victor holds me close against him as he slides into me. I groan deeply, the sound muffled by his mouth against mine as he kisses me, holding me through each pounding pulse of his hips. He holds me against each shudder of my body as I feel the tension building in me, against each tightening muscle of my body until I spill over the edge, clutching him as I go.
Victor follows soon after, biting my shoulder as he reaches his climax, marking me as his own. I feel the sharp bite of his teeth cut my flesh and hiss, welcoming the sensation. Panting, Victor looks down at my shoulder and then up into my eyes, an apology in them, as well as a question. Did it hurt?
I shake my head no, smiling at him, glad to be marked by him, glad to be his. Softly, gently, he lowers his head again to my shoulder and licks the wound. It’s not very deep; it will be healed by morning.
I pull him back down on top of me, still panting, and enjoy the feeling of his heavy body pressed against mine. I close my eyes, my head pillowed against the blankets, Victor’s resting against my breast, and lazily run my fingers through his hair as I catch my breath.
The utter calm that I feel surprises me. I frown, considering this, but then realize that every time Victor and I have been together before, it was always illicit, always an act of betrayal. This time is the first time, really, that it’s just been about us. I smile, laughing a little, enjoying the thought.
Us.
Victor raises his head, frowning in confusion, but with humor in his eyes. “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing, baby,” I murmur, pulling his head back down against me.
pleasantly sharp against the sensitive skin
I murmur, smirking a little at the
naked body pressed against my back, his arms wrapped around me. I can feel the warm heat of his breath radiate
my lip, almost ridiculously thrilled, despite the very small amount of sleep that I got. I allow myself a moment to quietly reminisce about the rest of our evening
what could have woken me from such a solid sleep when I’m so exhausted. I listen, but
telltale ache in my lower back that echoes in the muscles of my upper thighs. My eyes go
then, grabbing a blanket to wrap around
for the stairs. I run up them, taking two at a time. When I get to my room, I run to the bathroom and slam the door shut, quickly locking it. I drop my blanket and sitting quickly on my toilet, ignoring the fact that it’s as cold as ice. I tear off a few sheets of toilet
again, there’s a dim pink streak across
God damnit.
God damnit.
like an hour, my world shattering and reconfiguring and breaking apart again and again as
of depended on me being pregnant. Did
all a mistake, now that there
bowl and cover my face
I could have had with Victor, just to emphasize to me that this is not what I’m supposed
of it all? If this really is the universe communicating with me, why would it give me that inconclusive test, make me want it, just
softly into my hands, I scold myself for these foolish thoughts. This isn’t the universe communicating with
my head, trying to convince myself
breath and pull myself together, telling myself that I’m being silly.
more deep breath and I open my door, peeking out into my room, grateful to see that it’s empty. I move to my closet and put on a pair of soft pants and a cozy sweater. Then, sitting down at my vanity, I comb through the knots in my hair and put some moisturizer
steel myself and open my bedroom door. As I do, I’m surprised to hear noise in
down the stairs
on the counter, passing him the next dish to be washed, and Alvin stands next to him, receiving the clean dishes and drying them before stacking
that we’re doing the dishes?” Alvin asks,
About Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins - Chapter 122
Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins is the best current series of the author Eve Above Story. With the below Chapter 122 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 122 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com