Virgin Wife Read online Alexa Riley (Virgin Marriage #2)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Virgin Marriage Series by Alexa Riley
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
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I swallow and take a breath. I know I’ve been going nuts but I just want everything to go okay and it’s all beyond my control. Seeing the look in her eyes and hearing that she needs me grounds me and I nod.

“You’re right.” I swallow and nod. “I’m here and it’s all going to be okay.”

Just then the doctor comes in with the nurses and she smiles brightly. “Alright, mom and dad, are you ready to meet your baby?”

I look into Savannah’s bright green eyes and see that she’s totally relaxed as she nods. I lean in and kiss her softly before I turn back to the doctor.

“We’re ready.”

Epilogue

Savannah

Two years later…

I stand in the middle of the art gallery, my own work hung on the walls all around me. I feel him before I see or hear him. My husband is never far from me. I’m sure it hadn't taken him long to realize I’d slipped from the room where he and the owner of the art studio had been chatting about tonight’s showcase.

“You look beautiful tonight, princess,” he says, his hand coming around to cup my baby bump. He slides his other hand into my hair. I tilt my head, letting out a sigh as his lips graze my neck. My body tinges from his simple touch. It always does.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” I tease. He nips my neck affectionately and pulls me flush with him. I moan when I feel his very hard cock against me. He told me I looked beautiful before we’d left the house. In fact, he’d pretty much chanted it as he fucked me on the entry table of our home before we left. I had a feeling that might happen when I put it on this dress and I was proven right.

The dress is a little showy for me. It’s tighter than most things I wear, but the material is stretchy, so while it looks tight it isn't. It does, however, show off every curve of my body.

I’m halfway through my second pregnancy and my baby bump is on full display tonight. Maybe I’m one of the lucky ones, but I love how my body feels when I’m pregnant. I’m not sure who enjoys it more: my husband or me. Either way it doesn't matter. I’m pretty sure he has plans to keep me in this state for a few more little ones. I’m not protesting. I want more, too.

I turn in his arms, sliding my hands up his simple buttoned-up white shirt. The top few buttons are undone still, likely from me when we’d gone at each other. Or maybe he never bothered to button them to begin with. His sleeves are already rolled up, making him look calm and relaxed at the moment, but something is lingering. I can see it in his gaze.

“You did it,” he says, his eyes flicking over me to where my drawings are hung in the room.

“I did,” I agree. “You all brought me back to life.” I want him to know this isn’t just me. It’s him too. I started drawing when I first met him. He’s always been my inspiration. He looks down at me, his eyes softening.

I could always draw, but my father took something from me the day he took my drawing book from me. Wyatt helped me find that something again. My art came back to life with me. Sadly my parents hadn't. It’s bittersweet but I’m thankful for it. If they aren't going to change I don't want them in our lives. Neither Wyatt nor I will ever let their ways touch our babies.

It’s their loss. Between our family and Aiden’s we’ve made a family of our own, one I could never have dreamed of having before. Not until I saw it right in front of me for myself.

He leans down kissing me softly. “God, I love you so damn much,” he says against my mouth, making me smile. Wyatt wasn't the only one who’d gotten a family too. It was a joy and we both got to understand and love together. Neither of us had had a real family before. I wouldn't call the family I had before him real. They never would be. This is real. I no longer had to pretend to be something I wasn’t.

“You going to tell me what’s bothering you?” I ask. I know my husband too well to not know something is going on.

“Everything has sold,” Jenny says, breaking into my question to my Wyatt. I pull back a little from his firm hold he has on me to look over at Jenny. Her high heels click loudly on the marble floor as she makes her way over to us.

“It doesn't start for another hour.” I stare at her in shock for a moment. She stops walking looking like she’s not sure what to say. “Really?” I snap my eyes back to my too-handsome-for-his-own-good husband, who gives me a cocky smile.


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