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Chapter 295 Pretty Things

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“Come on. Say it again.”

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“A–ah… Rowan,” I moaned as he continued to tease me.

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“You said it so effortlessly a while ago. I won’t hold it against you if you say it again. In fact, I’ll stop moving if you don’t say it,” he teased with a smirk.

With that, he halted his movement.

I think you already know what happened after I said that word. The wedding preparations had undoubtedly taken up a lot of our time, so we had reduced the number of times we were making love. Now, all hell broke loose.

I was right on top of him. From this position, I could see everything–from his teasing smirk to his muscr body, and even my slight belly bump that Rowan was already obsessed with. He kept fondling the still–soft area, and I didn’t even know I was sensitive in that area until

now.

I started moving my hips instinctively because I was so close to my release. Only a few more. However, Rowan decided to stop moving because I hadn’t called him that word once since he ced his cock inside my entrance.

He held onto my hips, halting my movement, causing me to whine. “Rowan, let go,” I muttered. “I’m already tired.”

I leaned against him, and he wrapped his arms around me softly. “Then say it, my love,” he

it.” said. “I’ll make sure you won’t even move a muscle if you say

“Fulfill my fantasies, please.”

I bit my lip and looked into his eyes. It didn’t seem like he was joking. It also didn’t appear like he was going to make fun of me if I said it.

It was actually ridiculous, but I think he was going to be addicted if I said it out loud. However, my body felt like it was on fire, and the only thing stopping me from getting to that ice–cold pitcher of water was saying that one word.

That one atrocious word that would have been something I wouldugh about if it weren’t for this moment.

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Finally, the fire became unbearable. So, I groaned and ced a kiss on his lips.

“Daddy, please,” I begged, trying to move but to no avail.

“Daddy…”

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His eyes darkened with that single word, and without saying anything else, he sat up–with me still on top of him. I yelped when I felt his cock pierce something deeper inside me. I gasped in shock, but he merely sucked my tongue from my open mouth and swallowed all of my

moans.

“Fuck,” he cursed as he continued moving, hitting the ces I didn’t even know existed in my body.

“Want me to make you pregnant again, huh?” he whispered.

I gasped at the vulgarity of his words. However, I would be lying if I said I didn’t like it.

“I’ll make love to you over and over again just so I can see you get pregnant like this. So. Fucking. Sexy,” he murmured against my lips.

He began moving at an inhumane speed, but he was hitting all the right spots, all while being gentle with me. I could see nothing but white at that point, choked moans leaving my mouth as he continued to abuse my entrance.

“I’lle inside you,” he growled.

“Please,” I begged again. “Daddy, inside me, please.”

He growled louder this time, and I felt his thrusts be sloppier yet harder at the same time. The sound of skin pping and our juices mixing filled the room, and I was thankful we were all alone today.

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“Fuuuck…,” he drawled out, causing my entrance to twitch at the sound.

Then, I copsed on top of him, breathing heavilyi, /imy body still trembling slightly from the pleasure.

Wey there for a while, skin damp and warm, hearts slowing back after being tangled together. I was still on top of him, my cheek pressed against the hard ne of his chest, listening to his heartbeat beneath my ear.

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Rowan’srge hand moved slowly up and down my back in long, soothing strokes. When I finally stirred, he chuckled softly, moving me just enough to reach for the towel on the nightstand. Without a word, he cleaned me up before pulling me back against him. I was boneless in his arms, yet he moved me with such care.

Once we were settled again, he slipped one of his robes over my shoulders, tugging it close around me. His fingers slipped through my hair,bing and brushing it with his hands.

I let out a small sigh. “My heart is finally at peace.”

He hummed, his chest rumbling beneath my check. “Hmm?”

I smiled. “It seemed like my heart was always in a state of war. First, it was weak–always fighting with my sickness. Then, it was reced. During that moment, it fought with guilt, because I felt unworthy of living when someone else’s heart gave me a chance.” My fingers traced the faint scars over his chest absently. “And then… it was you. My heart fought the hardest when it came to you, Rowan. I didn’t think you would love me like this.”

His arms tightened around me instantly. His lips pressed against the top of my head, lingering there. “Now?” he asked, his voice soft.

“Now?” I repeated, lifting my gaze to meet his.

“It’s at peace,” I whispered.

“I thought it was still at war, honestly, because it was erratic. It always beats faster when you’re around. But… that’s what makes it at peace. It continues to feel, Rowan. Don’t you think that’s what peace really is? At least that’s what I feel it is now.”

“It’s at peace because it’s alive.”

His lips curved, smiling at me with adoration.

We stayed like that for another moment, staring at each other. Then, suddenly, he sat up. bought you something,” he said.

“Huh?” I sat up with him.

“I

Rowan reached over to the nightstand, pulling out a small velvet box. My breath caught when he opened it, revealing a delicate ring. He took my hand without hesitation, slipping the ring onto my finger–right where my engagement ring already sat.

“Our wedding ring?b” /bI asked. “Isn’t it too early for that?”

“No,” he said simply, shaking his head. “It’s just a pretty ring.”

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I frowned slightly, tilting my head. “Why did you buy me this, then?”

His answer was so simple. “Because it was pretty.”

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“You can’t just buy me things because they’re pretty, Rowan,” I scolded softly, though my lips showed a smile I couldn’t quite hide.

“Nope,” he said firmly. He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to my hand where the new ring sat. “You deserve all the pretty things in the world, Tessa.”

“And I will make sure my entire life that you get just that.”

END OF BOOK 2–BOOK 3 (ABEL’S STORY) COMING NEXT

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