AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Nesting with Rose has crossed my mind multiple times, keeping me up at night with the need to fucking claim her. Every day of our month-long nesting, I’d worship Rose until she forgets all the men that came before me, and I forget any woman other than my wife. If we were lucky, she might fall pregnant with our child by the end of it. I need heirs.
But time is not in my corner. The Nephilim are waking up and the tension with my council threatens to burst each day. Those who I trust are slowly dwindling, so I can’t afford the luxury of nesting. Not now. Because if we don’t live through this…
No, I can’t think this way. We will defend our territory, there’s no other fucking option.
This is my home.
My people.
And Rose is my mate.
“Malix?” Rose’s soft voice brings me back. Her head is slightly tilted and the compassion in her eyes nearly sends me to my knees. “I lost you there for a moment. Where were you?”
A loaded question and not one I can easily answer. The price a king pays is his own well-being and I’ve paid it again and again. Though having a queen to ground me is something I’m not yet accustomed to.
“Our people,” I finally settle on. It isn’t a lie, now is just not the time to discuss it in depth.
Rose nods like she understands and I’ve no doubt she does. “You have given enough for your people for one day. We both have. I think it’s time for us to enjoy our marriage bed.”
I’ve never heard sweeter words.
“I’m not a gentle lover, Rose. You should know this before we continue.” I don’t want to hurt her, but I’m part beast. That beast likes to come out during heated moments, and it has been desperate to get its hands on Rose since she got here. My beast always knew Rose was the one for us.
“You and gentle don’t belong in the same sentence, husband.”
Husband. That’s what does it for me. A simple word, but one that carries so much importance, far more than the title of king ever will.
I kiss her. Not a sweet, exploring kiss. No, this kiss is meant to claim. To succumb to my will. I drink Rose like my favorite wine, nipping at her bottom lip. Her tiny gasp goes straight to my cock.
I can’t nest with her, but I can give her one night of orgasms.
It will have to be enough for now.
My hand travels up her thigh, inching her dress higher up her leg. She’s so fucking soft and responsive to my touch. Her scent fills the air, and I crave to taste her.
When we break apart, Rose’s golden cheeks are flushed red. She pants, her chest heaving, giving me a good glimpse of her cleavage. My mouth waters at the thought of her nipples, teasing them until they become hard points.
“Lie down,” I command, expecting a sassy response. Instead, my wife complies, lying down on her back. I move between her legs, hiking her skirts up higher until the cotton of her panties shows. Damn the maids for remembering to supply my wife with them.
“You’re drenched for me.” Unbridled satisfaction warms my body.
“Don’t get too cocky. It’s just because I haven’t been with someone in a long time.” My wife attempts to play her sass card, but the breathiness in her voice tells me her wetness is all for me.
She wants me.
Just as much as I want her.
And I plan on taking my damn time.
I both curse and praise the existence of panties. The white cotton hugs her mound and seeps with her desire. But it’s still a barrier between her and me. I need it gone.
My hands slide up her ivory skin, squeezing her thighs between my hands. Rose lets out a dissatisfied whine and I chuckle. “So, impatient, wife.”
“If you don’t touch me, I’ll do it myself,” she huffs and reaches her hand down between her legs.
I almost let her.
But her cunt is mine.
