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I collapse against his chest, shaking. He tips my head back, claiming my mouth in a fierce kiss. We're tangled together, a perfect mess of twisted desire and possession.
"I love you," he whispers when he finally lets me up for air. "I'll remind you every day until it's burned into your soul, Thalia."
"It already is," I whisper. "I'm yours, body and soul, Troy."
Epilogue
Troy
Five Years Later
Moonlight spills in through the bedroom window, bathing Thalia in a soft, silvery glow. She looks ethereal as she sleeps, her blonde hair fanned across the pillows, her nipples hard little pebbles begging for my mouth. She's an irresistible invitation, more beautiful now than she was five years ago.
I strip as silently as possible, trying not to wake her. The cool air prickles my skin as I move toward her, my cock hard and heavy between my legs, anticipation coiling in my stomach.
I carefully pull the sheet down her body, exposing every gorgeous inch. She's so much softer now, her curves sweeter, her hips fuller. I can't get enough of her.
I crawl between her legs, groaning at the heady, intoxicating scent of her. Even asleep, she's wet and ready for me. I part her thighs, spearing my tongue into her cunt.
A soft sigh escapes her lips. The sweet sound never fails to stir something fierce within me—possessiveness, pride, adoration. I fucking live for this woman.
I circle her clit with my tongue, my eyes locked on her face, watching as she slowly comes alive for me. Her back arches, an adorable little mewl of pleasure vibrating from her lips as she grows wetter.
I run my fingers around her back entrance, teasing her as I lick around her hole, dipping the tip of my tongue inside and fucking her with it. I know the second she comes awake. But she doesn't open her eyes. She doesn't move.
Even after five years, this is still our favorite game. She tries like hell to pretend she's still asleep, but she still can't resist me. I know her. I know her body. I know what drives her crazy.
I press my thumb against her back entrance, forcing it into that tight little hole.
Her eyes fly open on a gasp.
Before she can say anything, I rear up over her, driving my cock into her. I clamp my free hand over her mouth, silencing her cries so she doesn't wake our sons.
"Quiet," I growl against her ear. "If you wake them, I'll punish you."
Her pussy clenches around me, her sapphire eyes wild with desire. I pound into her, fucking her hard and fast as I toy with her tight little asshole, quickly driving her to the edge of an orgasm.
She moans against my hand, unable to stay quiet. She's never quiet. My princess is loud when I'm fucking her.
"Come," I growl, nipping at her ear. "Now, angel."
I don't have to tell her twice.
Her back arches off the bed.
Her teeth sink into my hand.
She shatters around me, soaking my cock. I groan against her throat, the way she clenches and ripples all up and down my length, sending me hurtling over the edge after her.
"Fuck," I groan, raining kisses all over her face as we pant for breath. "I think you needed that, princess."
"Mm," she moans, smiling up at me. "I always need that."
I chuckle, brushing my lips against hers in soft passes. "I missed you today."
I had things to do at the Rosewood Kingdom. She still won't step foot inside her former home. She and her father don't speak. He's tried to beg her forgiveness a thousand times, but she refuses to relent. His wife hasn't forgiven him, either. She spends most of her time here with us. It drives Thalia's father crazy. But he made his bed. He can lie in it.
I have no sympathy for him. Just like I had none at our wedding. I broke his jaw and threw him out into the street like a fucking rodent with both of our kingdoms looking on. They know what he intended to do to his daughter. I made sure of it.
