Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 100953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 505(@200wpm)___ 404(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 505(@200wpm)___ 404(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
“That’s good, because I wasn't really going to give you a choice,” he says as he flips us back around, his cock sliding deep inside of me. I know there are a million other things that need to be dealt with, but the great thing about living forever is we can worry about all that tomorrow.
Epilogue
Ravana
A Few Months Later…
I pull the cherry pie from the oven and the smell fills the kitchen. I may not be able to eat it but my mate will. I also love the smell and know I will taste its sweetness later when I sink my teeth into him. From my understanding, I’m the only one who can taste what their mate has eaten. I don’t know if it’s the pregnancy or something I’ll always be able to do, but I know my baby girl loves cherry pie as much as her daddy.
I put the pie down on the rack and rub my hand over the baby bump that has formed. I’ve finally stopped getting all weepy when I look down at it. It’s hard to believe everything I’ve ever wanted is happening. Not only that, it’s more than I could have ever dreamed of.
I’m actually thankful for my death. It brought me to this place where I belong. I don’t think the man who tried to kill me would agree. Valen hadn’t told me, but I’d seen the story of him dying in prison. It didn’t go unnoticed that he’d died the same way he’d tried to end my life. If Bishop hadn’t saved me. I shake the bittersweet thought away and rest my hand on my stomach.
“What is your daddy up to?” I ask her. The man has been working on a secret project and it’s driving me crazy. He does most of it when I’m sleeping. I know he’s building something. It can’t be the baby’s room because I’ve been all over that since the moment I realized we were expecting. I may have gone a little overboard.
My daughter is either going to be really girly or hate pink by the time she’s three. Her room is a pink explosion. I don't care though. For too long I masked the feminine side of myself, trying to be strong and act as though something didn't bother me. I’d mothered the others in my coven but I’d still hold back. Valen wasn't having it. He wanted the real me and I wanted him to have that, too. There was no hiding from my mate.
I’d let him shatter the hard shell I’d built around myself. I didn't need it anymore. I might be a vampire but I’ve never felt more alive in my life then I do now. Ariella gives a little kick and I know she’s hungry. I didn't need a sonogram to know the sex. I just knew. I also knew she was going to be a gift to this world, different than the rest of us.
Valen must sense my hunger because I hear his heavy footsteps moving towards me. When he enters the kitchen I suck in a breath. His chest is bare and covered in a sheen of sweet. His jeans hang low. His hair is still a mess from our morning love-making session. He didn't bother to fix it.
“You hungry for more than a bite, mate?” He gives me his cocky smile. “Come here and take what’s yours.” His cocky sweetness is always my undoing. He bosses me around in the sweetest of ways. It really is an art and he does it perfectly. I find myself clearing the distance between us. He easily lifts me, and I wrap my legs around his waist.
“You’re wet,” I tell him before I brush my mouth against his, nipping his lip and getting a taste of his blood.
“I guess that makes two of us.” He squeezes my ass with a firm hand.
“I'm not giving you any more until you tell me what you’ve been working on,” I huff. It’s a lie. I can never bite him without wanting him in me a few moments later and lately I'm biting him all the time. My hunger has no bounds. I don’t know how his body can keep up with my need but he does. He says it’s because he was made for me. Made to be able to handle me and the needs of our little girl. I think he’s right.
“You’ll do what I tell you, princess.” He gives my ass a smack. “Take a bite and then I’ll show you,” he demands, making my pussy clench. Damn him. I do as I’m told sinking my teeth into his neck and making him groan out my name in pleasure. I’m lost in his taste. It isn't until I feel warmth hit my face that I pull back from his neck.