Page 52 of Princess Redeemed

His words send a shiver down my spine, and my resolve strengthens.We’re in this together, at least for now.

Until his actual mate shows up.

But whatever occurs, Roganwillsave our child.

I have to believe that.

“It’s here.”Rogan sniffs, an urgency to his movements, as if he’s expecting trouble in the bunker.

I’m on high alert, protectively covering my abdomen with my hands.I follow Rogan through the maze until we get to the entrance.

Finally, the door opens with a quiet click, and we step into the dimly lit room.Same cave, same dank dirt floors, same musty smell.

But I feel safe here.Safe with Rogan.

Rogan inhales deeply.“No one’s been here for days,” he says.“Time passed strangely while we were with the demons.”

His words jar me.“Rogan, when I had an ultrasound, the technician said my baby was measuring large for its fetal age.Do you think…”

He shakes his head.“No, your pregnancy isn’t affected by any time shift.Wolf pups tend to be large.”

I cock my head.“Excuse me.Pups?”

“Sorry.It’s just a word we use.Our children are born human.Or theylookhuman, at least.And our pregnancies are nine months, just like humans and vampires’ are.We tend to have large babies, is all.”

“Great,” I say, looking down at my slim hips.“Just great.”

“What I wouldn’t give for a shower,” he says wistfully.

“Me too,” I reply, still concerned about the twenty-pound baby I’m likely to have.

Then he turns to me, his gaze smoldering.“Take off your clothes, princess.”

I’m hardly in the mood, but his voice, its low timbre, makes my legs turn to jelly and my lust—including my blood lust—head into overdrive.

I can’t take more blood from him.He’s still weak.

Of course, his cock is hard and thick and erect, so he’s notthatweak.

“Take the clothes off, princess, or I’ll rip them from you.And while I have a couple changes of clothes here, you don’t.”

His words ignite the fire inside me, and my gums itch and tingle.I try to hold back my fangs.If they descend, I’ll take his blood.

And God, his blood.

My blood lust has quadrupled since I became pregnant, and this child… The vampire in him needs his father’s blood.

My body overpowers my mind, and my canines snap down with a force so powerful it nearly knocks me off my feet.I shed my clothing rapidly as Rogan watches me, his eyes growing more smoldering by the second.

Once I’m fully naked, he grabs me and crushes his mouth to mine.

It’s frantic—as frantic as our kisses always are—but there’s more to this kiss than to the others.

I feel something new from him.

Almost…

Almost a fear…