Page 28 of The Bodyguard Freed


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Reluctantly he pulls out of me, but I know that is only to give me a moment, then he gathers me in his arms.

He kisses my forehead. I place my hand on his chest and fall asleep to the beat of his heart. The dread and doom that has surrounded Kayne and me, dissipates.

He lets go. He knows he was never going to kill Roger Thompson. He would hurt him just enough then heal him and start all over again. On his own he would have never found the right moment to end his torment. He would have wandered the halls of his hell until I lost him completely.

But he’s here now. With me. Completely. No shadows threatening our happiness.

He was my prince when I was a princess. But now he’s my dark king.

All I need is Kayne Langley.

This is our fairytale happy ending. Nothing will ever come between us again.

Epilogue

Kayne

Five years later…

She’s pregnant again and fuck I can’t stop tasting her, drinking from her. I want to keep her locked in our bedroom day and night just so I can feast on her delicious body without any interruption.

She made me soft in some ways. Well in one way only. Our four-year-old daughter Michaela. She’s the spitting image of Sophia and she has me twisted around her little finger twice as badly as her mother.

Sophia walks out of the bathroom in a beautiful black dress. We’re attending some dinner. But that part hasn’t changed. I accompany her as both her husband and her bodyguard.

She rules her country exactly the way she is. Strong, powerful, generous, fair, caring.

After five years she still sends me text messages during her day as I stand guard over her. I still make her blush and her panties wet with my replies.

“I’m already fat,” she pouts, sliding her hands down her hips. “I just found out I was pregnant like a minute ago.”

I stare at the beauty before me.

“Don’t look at me that way. That’s the reason I’m pregnant again,” she grumbles. But she walks into my arms as I lean against a table in our bedroom.

“Mr. Langley,” she says softly before she lets me kiss her.

“Your Highness.” I deepen the kiss.

After five years I still only have to think about her, be in the same room as her, or touch her to get hard. She has no idea that she’s only gotten more beautiful with every day that passes.

And she’s mine.

I pull her onto my thick cock so she knows how irresistible I find her.

“Are you happy?”

She asks me this question all the time.

“Yes,” I say every time.

She smiles because she knows I mean it.

THE END

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