Alpha Heroes A Me, Myself & I Collection Read online Fiona Davenport, Elle Christensen

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Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 56603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
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“I love this house,” she gushed as she walked into the living room that opened up to the rest of the house. “It’s so warm and homey.”

I walked up behind her and slipped my arms around her middle, cuddling her close and resting my chin on the top of her head. “It needs a woman’s touch,” I murmured.

My hands splayed across her belly, and I bent my head, angling it so I could reach her ear before whispering, “It would look even better with a toy chest by that window.” I pointed at the spot, then returned my hand to her stomach. “And maybe a cradle in that corner.” I buried my face in her hair and exhaled harshly. Just the thought of getting her pregnant had me ready to explode.

Jaelyn’s breathing had sped up, but when I fisted my hands in her shirt and rocked my pelvis forward, pushing my huge erection into her lush ass, she stopped breathing altogether. I knew I was coming on strong, but it was almost impossible for me to go slow now that I’d found Jaelyn. Still, I decided to give her some time before throwing any more at her.

Turning us around, I let her go, giving her a swat on her ass to get her moving in the direction of the kitchen. “What would you like to eat, baby?”

She slowly rotated her head until she was looking back at me over her shoulder. Her expression was dry, and she had one eyebrow arched as if to say, “Seriously? What do you think I want to eat?”

I fucking lost it. I roared with laughter until I actually felt tears leak from the corners of my eyes. Jaelyn giggled right along with me, and when I could finally catch my breath, I tugged on her top and yanked her into my arms. “You are so fucking perfect, baby,” I told her with a giant smile. She beamed at me, and I couldn’t help stealing another kiss. “I’m warning you right now, Jaelyn,” I murmured against her lips. “I’m keeping you.” One more kiss. “You are mine.”

She looked a little dazed, and before she had a chance to react, I scooped her into my arms and walked the rest of the distance to the kitchen where I set her down on a stool at the center island. “How about Chinese, baby?”

“What?” she asked absently, making me chuckle.

“Chinese?”

“Oh! Yes, sure. I love Chinese.”

I opened a drawer, took out a menu, and handed it to her. She picked a few things, and I called to put in the order.

We had about thirty minutes before the food would arrive, and I figured Jaelyn would probably like a chance to shower and put on some clean clothes. I came to stand in front of her and wedged myself between her legs. My hands delved into her hair and massaged her scalp. She closed her eyes with a blissful expression. I could easily imagine seeing that look on her face when I made her come.

“Would you like to take a shower, baby?” I offered softly. A slow smile spread across Jaelyn’s face, and she winked at me, making me chuckle again. “Patience, Jaelyn.” I honestly couldn’t believe I was saying this to her, but I wasn’t going to be rushed. I slid my hands up her thighs to encircle her waist. “Once I get you naked, I’m going to want to take my time and worship every inch of your gorgeous body.”

Jaelyn shivered, and I swallowed hard, lecturing my cock and telling him to calm the fuck down. “Now, I’m going to show you where everything is, and then I’ll handle dinner.” I raised her up from the stool, brushed my lips across hers and set her on her feet. Lacing our fingers together, I gave her hand a small squeeze as I led her down a hallway to the master suite.

When we reached the bathroom, I left her by the door to start the shower. I turned on the towel warmer and then walked over to her. I kissed the top of her head as I slid by her and out into the bedroom. “I’ll leave something for you to wear on the bed, baby. Meet me back in the kitchen when you’re done.”

“Thanks, Rand,” Jaelyn said softly, giving me a beautiful smile.

“Anything for you, baby.”

I was setting out two plates and silverware when the doorbell rang. Grabbing my wallet, I jogged to the front door and swung it open. A teenage boy with an insolent expression stood there holding out a bag. I took it and handed him some cash. He reached for it but stopped suddenly and craned his neck to stare at something over my shoulder. His eyes grew wide, and his jaw dropped. I turned to follow his line of sight and sucked in a deep breath. Jaelyn was standing at the island in the kitchen. Her face was scrubbed clean, her hair was damp and drying into wild curls. She was wearing one of my T-shirts, and it was so big it slipped off one shoulder. She’d twisted and knotted it at her stomach. A pair of my boxers were rolled at the waist to hold them up on her slim hips, and it made her legs look a mile long. Even her bare feet looked fucking sexy.


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