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Story: His Forbidden Princess
He collapses beside me, pulling me tight against his chest, our skin slick with sweat, hearts hammering in tandem. His large hand splays possessively over my stomach, and I wonder if he's imagining what he just spoke of—our child growing beneath his palm.
"I meant it," he says after our breathing has steadied, confirming my thoughts. "About wanting a child with you."
I turn in his arms to face him, tracing the line of his jaw with my fingertips. "I know you did." I press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. "I want that too."
Something vulnerable flashes across his features, rare enough that it makes my chest tight. “I don’t deserve you?—”
I silence him with a finger against his lips. “You deserve everything and more.”
He captures my hand, pressing a kiss to my palm. "I will spend the rest of my life making sure you never regret choosing me."
"I know." I curl closer to him, my head tucked beneath his chin. "That's why I love you."
His arms tighten around me, and I feel his lips press against my hair. "And I adore you, my princess. More than duty, more than honor, more than my own life." His voice drops to a whisper, reverent and fierce. "You are everything to me. Always have been. Always will be."
We lie together in the fading afternoon light, his heartbeat steady beneath my ear, his hands still protective even in our most private moments. Outside these walls await crowns and duties, a kingdom to rule, a life of public scrutiny. But here, in the circle of Dain's arms, I've found the freedom I truly sought all along—the liberty to love and be loved without reservation.
My bodyguard. My husband. My king.Mine.
"I meant it," he says after our breathing has steadied, confirming my thoughts. "About wanting a child with you."
I turn in his arms to face him, tracing the line of his jaw with my fingertips. "I know you did." I press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. "I want that too."
Something vulnerable flashes across his features, rare enough that it makes my chest tight. “I don’t deserve you?—”
I silence him with a finger against his lips. “You deserve everything and more.”
He captures my hand, pressing a kiss to my palm. "I will spend the rest of my life making sure you never regret choosing me."
"I know." I curl closer to him, my head tucked beneath his chin. "That's why I love you."
His arms tighten around me, and I feel his lips press against my hair. "And I adore you, my princess. More than duty, more than honor, more than my own life." His voice drops to a whisper, reverent and fierce. "You are everything to me. Always have been. Always will be."
We lie together in the fading afternoon light, his heartbeat steady beneath my ear, his hands still protective even in our most private moments. Outside these walls await crowns and duties, a kingdom to rule, a life of public scrutiny. But here, in the circle of Dain's arms, I've found the freedom I truly sought all along—the liberty to love and be loved without reservation.
My bodyguard. My husband. My king.Mine.