Royal Love Read Online Fiona Davenport

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29423 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
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“Absolutely not,” I cut her off as it suddenly dawned on me that she had misunderstood my acquiescence to planning a wedding. Ignoring the couples waltzing around us, I stopped and peered down at her. “You will have my name before our baby is born, Dani. I’m not waiting more than a week to legally bind you to me.”

“But—”

“You and your mom can plan whatever kind of wedding you want, but it will be a formality because we will already be married.”

Dani gaped at me, but she was kept from replying when one of the other dancing couples spun right into us.

“Oof,” I grunted when she was shoved against me. “Maybe we should take this discussion elsewhere,” I mumbled. I apologized to the dancers, then guided Dani off the dance floor.

“Tristan,” she hissed. “Be reasonable!”

“I don’t give a fuck if I’m being unreasonable or not,” I muttered.

“You’re such a caveman!”

I shrugged and dragged her toward a back exit. “You might be right about that, but it doesn’t change the fact that you will be my wife in no more than a week.”

“And what if I say no?” she sassed. I almost laughed because the breathlessness in her voice betrayed her. It turned her on when I took control.

“Then I’ll just have to convince you to say yes.”

“And just how do you plan to do that?”

“Naked.”

EPILOGUE

TRISTAN

“It might be the possessive bastard in me, but I swear your pussy tastes sweeter when you’re pregnant,” I groaned as I ate my wife’s drenched pussy. I pushed a finger into her tight channel and sucked on her clit, tipping her over the edge into a screaming orgasm. She squirted so hard it filled my mouth and ran down my chin.

Dani was horny as fuck when she was knocked up, and it took very little to make her come. So when I forced her to hold it, she came really fucking hard.

If I was truly honest, it was one of the reasons she ended up pregnant seven weeks after giving birth to our daughter Brigitte. Dani had been pissed until I reminded her that she’d been the one to climb on my naked cock and ride me until I filled her and she was bursting with my seed. Not that I’d put up a fight. I was completely addicted to my princess, and I was going to breed her as many times as she’d let me.

After placing a soft kiss on her mound, I moved up onto my knees, looking over her delectable body. I licked my lips as my eyes roved over her. Pregnancy had changed her body, making her curvier, her birthing hips wider, and her tits had grown. They should have been too big for her tiny body, but they looked fucking amazing.

But the round little baby bump, the proof that I’d bred my woman and she was mine…come dripped from the purple head of my cock. The skin was stretched so tight around my girth that it was painful.

“Spread your legs, princesse,” I ordered. She did as she was told, and I ran my hands up her inner thighs, then over the swell of her stomach, up to cup her breasts. Her hands were tied to the headboard, and she curled her fingers around the silk restraints, holding tight as I played with her body.

With just a gentle squeeze, milk beaded on their rosy tips and slid down the sides. I leaned over and licked up the droplets, groaning at the sweet flavor. “Watching you feed our baby makes me so hungry,” I growled as I lapped up the juices that had begun steadily dripping from her nipples.

“Daddy’s turn to eat,” I grunted before wrapping my lips around one milky tip. Her sweet cream filled my mouth, and I swallowed it greedily.

“Tristan,” Dani moaned, her hips bucking and rocking against my cock in search of relief.

I released her nipple with a pop and flipped her over to slap each of her ass cheeks. I spanked her until the globes were raw and she was writhing and begging me to fuck her. Then I rolled her back over and gave her a stern frown. “I decide when you come, Dani,” I growled. “I’m not done with my snack.”

When I finished eating, Dani was dripping with sweat and trembling from the effort it was taking her not to give in to her orgasm.

“Such a good girl,” I crooned as I released her hands and sealed my mouth over hers. Our tongues twisted and danced in an erotic rhythm, while my hands glided over her silky skin. “I adore you, ma princesse,” I murmured in her ear when I broke the kiss and lined my cock up with her entrance.

“I love you, Tristan,” she breathed, arching her back as I slowly slid inside her.

“Fuck, baby. You’re so damn tight!” Even after having our little girl, Dani’s pussy was as snug as the day I popped her cherry.


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