“I know,” she says on a quiet breath, her eyes still on my scar. Mine are on the thin white line along her neck, also from Samil’s blade. I can only pray it is done. The thought of anyone coming after or hurting Bellamy ignites a fire within me that’s fueled by both fear and bloodthirst. That’s why I wanted Samil for myself. It wasn’t only because he took down Nora’s helicopter.
It was because he went after Bellamy.
She and my children are my greatest weaknesses, and Samil knew it. He used that to his advantage. And I already know he’s not my only enemy out there. It’s why we’ve taken precautions. Bellamy as well as the children all wear tracking anklets in addition to Bellamy having tracking on her phone.
“Do you think we can come back sometime with the children?” she asks, her smile re-forming and dragging me away from my dark thoughts as she rolls onto her side and props her head up with her hand.
I reach out and stroke the small bump sitting just above the red line of her bottoms. I can’t feel them moving yet, but, oh, how I long for that. Just looking at how stunning my wife is pregnant makes my dick hard.
Mybabies. Insidemywife.
“With all five or just the three for now?”
“However you want it to be, Your Majesty.” She bats her eyelashes prettily at me.
“Are you baiting me?” I question, tossing words out to her that I know she immediately recognizes. We didn’t have the best start. She pushed all my buttons, enjoying every second of how easy I was to rile up. The first second I laid eyes on her, I knew I was in trouble. I knew this sexy, beautiful, intelligent, witty, and kind woman would upend my life, and I wasn’t wrong.
“I might be.” She gives me a playful wink, only to shoot back from me when I reach out to haul her against me. “Uh-uh. If you want me, you have to catch me.” She laughs, jumping to her feet and running for the sea, already knowing I’ll chase.
How could I not want to catch that?
Bellamy skips over a few small, rolling waves as she splashes through the clear water. The high sun reflects off her creamy white skin, her dark hair flying every which way. I’d do anything to hear that laugh and see that smile every moment of every day for the rest of my life.
Anything for her to forget what happened with Samil.
She’s been having nightmares and trouble sleeping but brushes it off anytime I bring it up. She doesn’t want to talk about it, and I get that. Frankly, I don’t either, so seeing her happy and carefree is everything.
The waves gently lap at the shore as I come charging toward her, kicking sparkling pools of water high up into the air.
“Stop!” she shrieks, retreating farther, her hands outstretched toward me. “No! I thought the beast was gone.”
A wicked smile curls up the corners of my lips. “Oh, baby, you should know by now that the beast is never gone.” The words are hardly past my lips when I make my move, faking left when I go right. It throws her off, giving me an extra second’s advantage, and I catch her legs, scooping her into my chest bride style exactly the way I carried her over the threshold on our wedding night. I bury my face in her neck and lick her, tasting salt and her sweet skin. “Do you yield?”
“You’ve literally swept me off my feet and you’re asking if I yield?” She rolls her eyes at me. “Of course the answer is no. You should know by now that’s not something I do.” She tosses my words back at me.
“Now you’ve done it.”
Without warning, I drop us both into the waves. She belts out a scream as the cool water rises to meet us, and we’re both soaked with only our heads and necks above the surface as I sit down on the sand beneath the waves.
“It’s cold!”
I chuckle. “Not that cold.”
“Oh yeah?” she challenges. “Are you telling me if I reached into your bathing suit, I wouldn’t find your balls the size of raisins?”
I choke out an incredulous laugh. “Raisins? My balls are never the size of raisins. Besides, the water is warmer in the summer. We just happen to have come here in the winter.”
“Remind me the next time I get married and go on a honeymoon to do it in a place where the water isn’t sixty degrees.”
I pinch her ass hard under the water until she squirms against me. “Next time?” One eyebrow curves up. “There will be no next time and there will never be another man. If it’s upto me, I’ll get you pregnant with my children every chance I get.”
In a flash, I lift us both out of the water and walk us back to the beach until I have her pinned beneath me on the blanket. There are royal attendants lurking somewhere about, but mostly they give us privacy out here. It’s an empty beach and it’s just us. And frankly, right now, I don’t give a fuck if they see. It’s my honeymoon.
The first one I’ve actually wanted to be on.
“Your threats don’t scare me,” she taunts, her blue eyes bright and clear as she stares up into mine. “I happen to love your children. Even the ones who biologically aren’t mine.”
My heart turns to a puddle at her feet. Never has a man been so in love with his wife as I am with mine.
