Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 320

Chapter 100: I’m Yours

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Our bedroom felt exceedingly quiet, but the silence was broken by the swell of chatter and music coming from the castle’s grounds, where the gala was still taking place. It was late now, the sky dappled with stars until a half quarter

moon.

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Troy was helping me out of my dress in our spacious bathroom as I took the pins out of my hair, letting the curls fall over my shoulders as I sighed a breath of relief. It felt odd seeing the jeweled tiara I was wearing sitting on the bathroom counter, surrounded by a tangle of hairpins.

Troy kissed my shoulder as I pulled my shelves from the dress, his touch sending a ripple of desire through my body.

“You’re covered in glitter,” he laughed against my skin as he ran his hand down over my exposed waist.

“Gemma found a new lotion at the market in Mirage. It has glitter in it and smells like cotton candy. She insisted I wear it.”

“Mmm… that’s why you smell like sugar.”

“You noticed?”

“Earlier, in the sitting room when I….” He looked over my shoulder at our reflection in the mirror, giving me a knowing

smile.

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I felt suddenly self-conscious as he looked at my reflec tion. My body felt foreign to me still, my new curves strange and unwanted. I closed my eyes as he reached down to un clasp the hook and pin that held my skirts in place, causing them to fall around my ankles. I was totally, completely ex posed.

“Troy, don’t-”

“What’s wrong?” He turned me to face him, standing so close that my breasts pressed into his chest. They were hard as rocks and streaked with purple stretch marks, so heavy I felt like my back would break. How could he look at me and want me? Let alone recognize me?

Exhaustion and grief at the fact that our sons were still in the nursery, fast asleep, washed over me and brought tears to my eyes. Troy ran his knuckles over my cheek, leaning down to brush a soft kiss across my forehead.

“Today was a lot, wasn’t it?” he whispered into my hair.

into him. It had been several weeks since we had been togeth er intimately and alone, always separated by babies

if the reply was even

over my hands now,” he laughed, taking a

his full gaze, I felt like

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c*ck rigid against the zipper of his dress pants. He smiled at me, his cheek dimpling as he turned and opened the glass

said as he unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it on the

only added to his strength. It had been the complete opposite for me, my body stretching apart to make room for not

after a hot

my shoulders and back was too delicious to ignore, and the thought of it caused my breasts to harden sharply, milk beginning to trickle over my breasts and down my stomach. I reached down involun tarily, touching the long scar that stretched from one side of my belly

“Maeve-”

be like I was?” I said, the words

act of taking off his pants, and he paused, looking up at me for a moment before he pulled them off and kicked them to where he had thrown his shirt. “No,

my head. “Does that

the question. “Are you kidding me, Maeve? You gave me three sons. You carried them in your body for months. You gave them life, risking your own and….” He paused, closing the dis tance between us, running his hands over the swell of my hips. “I’d be lying if I didn’t say I was slightly jealous of the closeness. Of the fact they

“Jealous?” I stammered.

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in, brushing a kiss along my neck. “This is the first time since we met that

eyes as his mouth traveled down my neck and onto my

he growled, his

“I’m yours.”

over my collarbone, then ran his hands

hoarsely, his touch leaving my arms. to run down the length

rasped, unable to hide my

his head, gently tak ing one of my nipples in his mouth. I sucked in my breath through gritted teeth, but he was gentle,

these. And your ass?” | squeaked in surprise, giggling as he cupped my ass in his hands.

In a split second he had me up on the counter, kissing me so deeply that I felt at a loss for air. All that was separating us were his boxers and

first time we’d

he had me pressed against shower, my breasts pinned against the tile as he took me from behind, his fingers tangled in my hair and

my own release. A wave of pure, electric ecstasy enveloped me and

a baptism of sorts, washing away our old lives, and when after a long while we finally stepped out of the shower, it was as though we had

in bed, our fingers knitted to gether as

downstairs.

be absolute ly worthless tomorrow,” Troy

We can take George for the day. I can nurse him, you know. We can take all the boys for a walk around

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