Kyra’s POV
"I can get another room," Nathan said as soon as we entered the hotel room assigned to us.
I looked around the space before eting his worried eyes. Even though this was awkward, I smiled. "It’s fine with ."
He stared at , looking worried. "I’ll sleep on the couch, then."
"The bed is large," I said, glancing at the queen-sized mattress. "We will fit."
When I looked at him again, his stare was so intense it made forget to breathe. He was standing far away, but I could still feel the heat from his body reaching .
"I don’t know why my feelings for you have grown even deeper since you told about our baby..."
He began moving toward with deliberate slowness, but I could see the aggression in his eyes—Alaric, his wolf, straining against his human control. His gaze told everything; he wanted to devour . And Moon Goddess help , I wanted to be devoured.
"I can no longer wait, Kyra," he continued. "I know I told you I would wait, but I can’t now. I want to claim you again. I want to make you mine officially. I want you to crave as desperately as I crave you."
I swallowed hard when he stopped before and gently tilted my chin upward. I lifted my face slightly as he bent down. Our gazes locked as he brushed his nose against mine.
"Nathan..." I whispered his na.
"I’ll go crazy if I can’t have you in this lifeti, Kyra. I need you, and I need you to need too..."
I opened my eyes and licked my lips, feeling my pulse race. "I... need you..."
He closed his eyes tight like he was enjoying every sound of my voice, his minty scent enveloping completely.
"Say it again." His hands held my face, his thumb touching just below my ear. His lips brushed against mine and I wanted more.
"Again, baby..." he whispered, his breath warm against my skin. "Tell you need ..."
I swallowed hard when he opened his eyes, "I need you..."
My words were lost in his deep, hungry kiss. His lips pressed against mine as his tongue entered my mouth. He kissed hard and desperately, like he had been waiting for this for too long.
He tilted his head to deepen our kiss as he continued caressing my jaw until his left hand gently brushed the underside of my breast.
I gasped when he pushed onto the bed and settled himself between my parted legs. Still kissing , his hands traveled over my body as if relearning every curve, though he’d already morized every sensitive spot long ago.
"I want you..." he whispered between heated kisses, making my body tremble with anticipation.
I arched my back as his lips traveled down to my neck, the bond mark area tingling even though we hadn’t completed our bond yet. "I-I want you, Nathan... Claim ..."
He stopped kissing and pulled back to look into my eyes. His warm brown eyes were dark with desire as he clenched his jaw, his hand caressing my waist.
"I won’t make love to you again without the commitnt, Kyra. This ti, I’m not letting you go. I can’t take it anymore." His voice dropped to a possessive growl. "I want our children to call daddy, with my na branded on yours."
I sucked in a breath and wrapped my arms around his neck as I stared into his beautiful eyes. "I love you, Nathan. I have only ever loved you, and I’m still loving you. I’m in love with you."
His eyes softened as his lips curved into a sweet, amazed smile. "You love ... even before?"
I smiled. "You were just too blind to notice it."
He cupped my cheeks and kissed again. His fingers moved to the buttons of my blouse and were about to undress when soone knocked on the door.
"Mommy!"
Nathan looked at , panic flashing across his face. "It’s Snow..."
I chuckled. "Did you forget we have a daughter who barges in unannounced?"
He scoffed, but his eyes twinkled with happiness. "I locked the door."
I raised an eyebrow. "You’ll let her wait out there?"
"Of course not!" He pulled himself up and helped to my feet. He fixed my hair and blouse before straightening his own clothing and walking toward the door.
"Mommy? Are you in there?" Snow’s sweet voice called through the door.
"Just a minute, princess!" Nathan called back.
"Daddy Nathan?"
I smiled as I watched Nathan open the door and imdiately kiss the top of Snow’s head. "Hey there, pretty girl. Do you need sothing from mommy?"
Snow smiled sweetly and extended her arms to Nathan, silently asking to be carried. Nathan chuckled and lifted her into his arms before walking toward . He sat on the bed beside and placed Snow on his lap.
Snow looked at us with confusion in her eyes. "Mommy, why are your lips bleeding?"
My forehead creased as I touched my lips and glanced at Nathan. Had he bitten ?
Nathan smirked. "Princess, that’s lipstick."
"Lipstick?" Snow pouted and looked at Nathan. "You have lipstick on your lips too, Daddy Nathan."
My lips parted as my eyes landed on Nathan’s mouth. Oh great!
Snow suddenly giggled and covered her mouth with her little hands. "Mommy and daddy were kissing!"
My cheeks burned with embarrassnt. I never imagined it would be this awkward to hear my own child say sothing like that.
Nathan chuckled and stood up. "Why don’t we explore the resort for a while, princess?"
"I’d love that, Daddy Nathan!" Snow said, jumping up and down with excitent.
Nathan smirked and looked at . "We’ll roam around for a bit. Do you want to co?"
I smiled at him. "I’ll... rest for a while."
He nodded and bent down a little so I could kiss Snow’s cheek. After that, I was taken aback when he pecked my lips in front of our daughter, who giggled again. He even winked at and caressed my arm before walking away with Snow in his arms.
"Daddy Nathan, can we swim later?" Snow asked as they headed toward the door.
"Of course, princess. We’ll swim later."
"With mommy?"
"With mommy."
I sighed and lay on the bed with a smile playing on my lips. Slowly, I touched my lips, feeling them stretch into an even wider smile.
I had given in to him. We weren’t officially in a relationship yet, but I couldn’t believe how liberating it felt to finally free my feelings. I hadn’t been able to do this before, and hopefully, it would all be worth it.
I’m gambling on you, Nathan. Again.
"Be careful, Kyra," Sylvia seed to say.
But this ti felt different. This ti, I wasn’t just his chosen mate by arrangent—I was the mother of his child. And the way he looked at now... there was a possessiveness there that hadn’t existed before.
I closed my eyes and allowed myself to hope.
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