A Cage of Kingdoms (Deliciously Dark Fairytales #6) Read Online K.F. Breene

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dragons, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Magic, Paranormal Tags Authors: Series: Deliciously Dark Fairytales Series by K.F. Breene
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Total pages in book: 182
Estimated words: 171176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 856(@200wpm)___ 685(@250wpm)___ 571(@300wpm)
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Hadriel shook his head. “It’s a decoy. It’s there precisely for this scenario. One of two. I’m telling you, the beta has thought of everything. He’s fucking good. I mean, I knew he was good, but he’s fucking good.”

My admiration for Weston intensified, heightening my love, the feeling burning and throbbing deep in my middle. It bled down to my core, tightening me up and sending sparks of desire through the bond to him.

I felt him receive it, felt his body tighten, his ardor rise.

He needed something special tonight, like me waiting in his chambers, offering myself to my alpha.

“Okay, well . . .” Face flushed, body on fire, I stood, collecting everything and putting things away.

“What am I missing?” Hadriel half stood from his chair. “What happened?”

“I already laid out that little nighty that Cecil brought down this morning,” Leala told me, clearly reading the situation. “It’s on your bed. And make sure to dash into the washroom to freshen up.”

“Ah.” Hadriel finished standing. “Yeah, he deserves a good fuck for his talents, I agree. Suck him dry, love. Well, I’m off.”

Leala had laid out a little satin nighty, draping the soft, shiny crimson material across the top of a bed I still hadn’t slept in. Heat still coursing through me, I felt him start to head my way now, though from a great distance. He must’ve been visiting one of the towns or villages. I took a moment in the mirror to pay some attention to my hair. After that, I dusted my face with a little makeup and began to brush my teeth, noticing a pop of color in the washroom where it shouldn’t be.

I reached for it, crinkling the paper as I pulled it off the shelf, and then slowed when I realized where it had been sitting.

I stopped completely when I realized what was missing from that location.

My gaze fell to the peach-colored paper and Weston’s familiar scrawl.

The claiming is set for next week. I’m tired of waiting.

No more Product X.

Wait for me on our bed, legs spread.

It’s time to start our family.

A surge of primal desire nearly stopped my heart. I wondered if he’d put this here after I’d left for the morning, but I realized he hadn’t been near my apartment. He must’ve had Leala do it.

The dots began to connect: the nighty already set out, Weston starting back at the first sign I’d felt sexy thoughts, Leala specifically telling me to duck into the washroom . . .

Excitement and desire and more excitement and world-ending love crashed into me all at once. I clutched the note in one tight fist as I started to shake, my smile so big it felt glued on.

He wanted to make a baby.

With me.

Nature willing, I would get to have a baby!

“Leala!” I shouted, turning for the door and then stopping to rinse my mouth and make sure I’d wiped my face. “Leala⁠—”

“Yes, miss?” Leala stopped up short when I nearly ran into her. She noticed the note in my hand and smiled. “Congratulations! Shall we get you ready? Maybe we’ll tie you up so he can have full control and can do what he likes. Or maybe we’ll have you defy him by sitting on the couch and running from him when he tries to make you do what he says. I think you’ll be tremendously satisfied either way. What would he like best?”

I froze with my mouth open, unable to speak with the throbbing desire suddenly pounding in my core. My pussy was so wet it leaked down my thigh. I’d never dived headfirst into primal kink, or any kink, only following his lead when it happened in the moment, but there was no denying my lust or my sudden, desperate urge to do either of those things. Both of them.

“Hmm,” Leala said, tapping her lips as she studied me. “He’s going to breed you, and for that, I think he needs to chase and then dominate you. That sounds perfect for the moment.” She winked at what was probably my stunned expression, because she’d nailed it. “I’m really good at knowing what gets people off. It’s a gift. Okay, c’mon, let’s go get ready.”

Back in my room, she stripped me of the nighty.

“He wants you to wear this, and to start the fun, we will not be doing what he wants.” She tossed a pair of red, lacy panties on the bed. “No crotch. We want to defy him, but we want him to turn to jelly when he finally forces you to submit.” Then another nighty made of black silk, the material cut to drape down my body to my ankles with a slit up both sides to my upper thigh. “This will do.”

Once I’d slipped the nightgown on, she mussed my hair just a bit, darkened the makeup around my eyes, and took me through the secret passageway to his chambers.


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