Page 224 of Rogue Alpha Prince
Her eyes water like my words somehow moved her, and I can see it’s one of these rare moments when she lets herself be vulnerable.
Only with me.
I let her pull me by the loops in my pants onto the bed with her, ready to worship every part of my Queen’s body.
I capture her full lips in desperate passion, pushing my tongue between her parted lips, and positioning myself on top of her. She parts her legs, wrapping them around my hips and her hands roam over my half-naked body while my hands are holding her face to mine. She tastes like heaven even in the hell we are rulers of.
I feel completely lost in her and never want to be found again.
“Can I mark you, my King?” she asks breathlessly in a haze, when I finally join our bare bodies in a soul-crushing need.
Epilogue
Asher’s POV
Almost 5 years later
Iused to have two goals in life: become a King and kill the Rogue Alpha Prince. Somehow, I failed at both and ended up his Queen instead.
I started to think that Moon Goddess paired us without any other motives than for us to kill the Rogue King that day, when I discovered we’d be a family of five.
Cain never changed his ways. He loves me in some fucked-up way, and somehow, every rogue loves him… He changed me, though. I no longer see our world as black and white as I used to.
But I’m pretty much the same woman I was all these years ago. The one who throws a book at annoying idiots and challenges the King of Rogues in the spur of the moment while being unable to shift due to pregnancy… Okay, that wasn’t my greatest moment, but I did win that fight, so we’re cool.
Colton’s brother never spilled his motives, and we’ve never discovered how Unwanted grew in enough power to make so many problems. But that’s life I guess, you can’t have everything beautifully wrapped up with your whole life ahead of you.
Just as I thought, I’ve never gotten a fairytale happily-ever-after with a Prince Charming.
But I’ve had lots of sex, fights, and sex-after-the-fights with a King of Darkness.
I’m not complaining about having three mini carbon copies of him running around the house he built for us, either. They are the cutest little things I’ve ever met.
But I still can’t believe I am amom.Of three kids! How!? Somehow, I became a fun but cold parent—while Cain is a stern but warm; and I would lose all fucking bets on it five years ago.
I look into the tall mirror in our master bedroom, getting ready for the long day of various duties in the castle, when Cain enters with a deep frustrated sigh—raking his hand through his shoulder-length black hair.
“I can’t get over the fact you bought swords for a bunch of savage four-year-olds,” he throws three mini swords on our bed. He must have just confiscated them.
I chuckle at him. “I can’t believe the Rogue King has a problem with his sons having mini swords just like daddy. And they arewooden!”
“You say it like you were never hit with a wooden toy, in the head. Or toes. Or face.”
I was. Too many times to count.
He stands behind me, pressing lightly on the back of my body, and locks our eyes in the mirror. He is gorgeous, and I’m so glad he never cut his hair short again. It’s pushed behind his ears right now, brushing his broad shoulders.
I figured he’s not completely bad pretty early on, but to learn it’s okay to love him unapologetically, not despite the bad but with all of his gray areas… It took me a while.
I feel one of his hands moving my long strawberry-blonde hair to the side and the other sliding over my soft stomach, tenderly. I’ve been lean and slim again for a few years already, but my tummy never flattened back after I was that impressively huge ball with the three tiniest babies inside.
I tilt my head slightly to the left so he can burrow his head there in the nape of my neck, smelling me. I know he will do it. He always does it when we stand like this.
Andsure, he does lean in and kiss my marking spot, baring his own in the mirror.
It’s one of the rare occasions for me to look at the silver mark I left on his neck that night he came to me after we killed the previous King.
Maybe it was early pregnancy hormones, but it was the first time anyone had ever made me so moved and affected by what he said.
