Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 100: I’m Yours

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.

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.

I nodded, resting my head against his shoulder. His hands moved over my back, his touch soft against my skin. I melted into him. It had been several weeks since we had been togeth er intimately and alone, always separated by babies and al ways called away on errands related to either the moon stones, Tasia, or Troy’s ascension to the throne of Poldesse.

“Yeah,” I replied, unsure if the reply was even audible.

have glitter all over my hands now,” he laughed, taking a

I felt like cowering, like covering myself.

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

in with me,” he said as he

through the pass had only added to his strength. It

feel better after a hot

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

“Maeve-”

be like I was?” I said, the words falling from

had been in the 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.

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?” I stammered.

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is the first time since we met

closing my eyes as his mouth

that again,” he growled, his voice low

“I’m yours.”

nipped the skin over my collarbone, then

portunity,” he whispered hoarsely, his touch leaving my arms. to run down

I rasped, unable

neck, then bent his head, gently tak ing one of my nipples in his mouth. I sucked in my breath through gritted

started on these. And your ass?” | squeaked in surprise, giggling as he

split second he had me up on the counter, kissing me so deeply that I felt at a

first. Despite our fatigue, we were in no obvious rush. This was the first time we’d had sex

he took me from behind, his fingers tangled in my hair and one hand clutching my hip as he roughly slid inside me,

kissed me, and against his lips, I begged him for my own release. A wave of pure, electric ecstasy enveloped me and I was

sorts, washing away our old lives, and when after a long while we finally stepped

fingers knitted to gether as he listened to the party continue on

downstairs.

going to be absolute ly worthless tomorrow,”

they needed to let loose I think. We can take George for the day. I can nurse him, you know. We can take all the boys for a walk around

littered with drunken bodies sleeping in the tall grass, that is,” Troy