Page 170 of Alpha's Forbidden Fate

I smile, feeling a sense of peace settle over me. In Liam’s arms, I know that I’m safe, loved, and cherished.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, and then you can get some rest.”

“What about—” I yawn, “What about the sex?” I ask.

He brushes the tendrils of my hair back, kissing me gently. “The sex can wait, okay?”

“Okay.”

He lifts me into his arms and carries me to his bedroom, and then he gently strips me before removing all his clothes.

He is tender as he washes me in the shower. Then, he uses his strong hands to massage shampoo into my hair.

It feels so good to be taken care of.

When I suggest doing the same for him, he refuses saying he wants to be able to do this for me. “I owe you everything, my love; let me do this one thing for you.”

I lean in and kiss him before he swats my ass, turns me around, and washes my back.

Then he carries me back to his room, dries me off, and slides his t-shirt over me.

I am so exhausted that I can hardly think as he helps me into his bed. When he wraps his arms around me, I sink into him and let sleep carry me away.

I wake up to his warm breath in my hair and his hand firmly around my waist.

“Liam,” I whisper.

He shifts once before his gravelly voice responds, “Yes…”

“I am awake now.”

I can feel him smile as he shifts me, climbing on top of me. His body is hot as he pins me to the mattress.

His hair is a little too long. I reach out and push it back. “Morning, my love.”

“Morning, baby. Are you hungry?” he asks.

I slide my hand over his torso to the bulge in his black boxers. “Fuck yes. And we are meeting your mother in a little bit. I would really rather not rush, don’t you think?”

He groans as I hook my fingers into the band of his boxers and slide them over his butt and down his thighs.

“Don’t you want to talk about everything?” he asks as he leans in to kiss a sensitive spot on my neck.

“Yeah. Like what?”

He licks my throat before saying. “How about how, if we agree to this, we might never get to have babies?”

I freeze. “What?”

He looks up to pin me with his stare. “We might need to rely on magic just in the hope of you getting pregnant.”

I swallow the lump forming in my throat. “You’ve thought about this?”

“More than I care to admit. And I want you to have all the facts before we agree to this…”

I run a hand up his bare chest before circling his nipple. “So let me get this straight. I would be your luna, and then we would have to try to get pregnant.”

“Yes.”

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