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“Marriage has its perks.”
“Yeah. I think I might have trouble walking normally for a few days after that.”
“Good. It wouldn’t be a proper wedding night if you weren’t limping a little the next morning.”
I laugh. “That’s debatable.”
He sits up, smirking down at me before leaning in to kiss me. I enjoy every second of the kiss, my hands roaming over his hard, warm body, getting my fill of his strong chest and chiseled abs, taking my time following the lines of muscle that lead down to his still-hard cock.
“I’m so lucky I found you,” he says.
“Funny,” I say. “I was thinking the same thing. Roark?” I ask, chest fluttering because I’ve been trying to find the right time to bring this up for weeks now.
“What is it?”
“I want to ask you something but you have to promise not to get mad.”
“Ask me anything,” he says seriously.
“Can we free the servants? I mean, I understand the whole Shrouded Kingdom thing wouldn’t work like it has if word got out, but does it have to exist like it does? If the world knew about this place, there would be people lining up to work the jobs the servants do and it wouldn’t have to be against their will. We could offer the servants who are currently working here a fair salary if they want to stay, and we could offer them freedom if they want it.”
He looks down at my arm, tracing a path from my bicep to my breast where he idly runs a thumb over my nipple, grinning to himself. “You want to free the servants? To take centuries of tradition and throw them out the window?”
“I wouldn’t put it so dramatically,” I say. “But yes. I do.”
“Then we will,” he says. “But this will cause conflict with the other kingdoms. My people have valued secrecy for as long as anyone can remember. The other kings will not want to give it up so easily. You’re still sure you want to do this?”
I nod. “Getting you wasn’t easy, and at times it felt like it was impossible, but we did it. We could have looked at the odds and said it’s suicide to try, but we didn’t.”
He strokes my cheek. “I’m proud to call you my queen. They will celebrate you for the rest of history if this works. And you’ll deserve it.”
I kiss him. “Thank you,” I whisper.
“Now, the real question,” he says, sitting up and smiling wider. “Is when you’re going to start giving me little princes and princesses.”
“Oh? Thousands of slaves might gain freedom they never thought they’d have and the real question is when we’ll have babies?”
“Precisely,” he says. “I think you would look sexy as hell with a swollen belly.”
I laugh, rolling my eyes. “Oh, right. I’ll be waddling around and you’ll barely be able to keep your hands off me.”
“My queen, I’ll barely be able to keep my hands off you when you’re using a walker to get around.”
“I’m going to need a walker tomorrow after what you did to me, so that’s not saying much.”
“So? Can I expect a pregnancy next week? The week after?”
“What you can expect,” I say, climbing on top of him and pushing him down so I can kiss him again. “Is that you’re going to fuck me so many times, it would be a miracle if I didn’t get pregnant.”
“Then we had better get started,” he says.
