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My body is ready to implode. “More. I’m right there.”

“Come for me, baby. Give Daddy all your sticky cream.” That’s all it takes to set me off like a rocket, and I catapult into the ether. White light blinds me as my body tingles from the tips of my toes to the roots of my hair. I can’t breathe, see, or move as Galen fucks me full force, taking everything he wants as I drown in the pleasure he brings my body.

“Fuck, doll, fuck!” he shouts, and I feel him erupt inside me. His heated release throbs with each pump of his hips until it leaks out, coating the sheets in our intermingled fluids. “Should be nice and bred now. Coated your womb in enough seed to knock you up twice.” The feral growl in his words makes me whimper.

“But I’m on the pill.” I barely get the words out when he meets my eyes, and I catch something there before he conceals it, but I’m too exhausted to decipher it.

This has been the most emotional day of my life by far, and as Galen rolls to the side, bringing my exhausted body with him, I feel his lips on my head as he kisses me and pulls me close before I pass out cold, wondering what I saw and what it could mean.

CHAPTER 10

Galen

Staring down at my exhausted wife, guilt assaults me. She trusts me to love her, to take care of her, and we’re starting our marriage with my lies. My hidden secrets. I have to tell her everything—the stalking, the birth control tampering. The fact that I likely know her cycle better than she does, and I know for a fact she’s in heat and plan to take full advantage of that.

Confessing might cause her to hate me, it might make her run. But I’ll give chase. Now that I’ve had every piece of Piper, I’ll never let her go. I can’t. I won’t survive a life without my wife in it.

After spending most of the night buried inside her welcoming heat, I know her inside and out. And for a man like me, that kind of heaven isn’t relinquished for any reason.

“You’re staring.” Piper’s soft voice comes off shy, and when I look up her body, a pink hue works up into her cheeks.

“Fucking love how innocent you are.” Leaning over her, I grab her lips in a sensual kiss that quickly turns hot. “Let me feed you, baby doll. You must be starved.” As if on cue, her stomach growls loudly. “Food, then fucking.”

“Oh my god,” she murmurs, covering her face with both hands.

Dragging the blankets off her, I tweak her nipple, making her squeal, then I slap her ass. “Get a shirt on and let me feed you.” Climbing from bed, I tug on a pair of shorts and toss one of my t-shirts at her before grabbing her hand and pulling her downstairs to the kitchen.

“Any requests?” I ask after seating her on the island.

Her eyes watch me closely as I get the coffee brewing and begin pulling out eggs and bacon before she can answer me. “You have more to tell me.”

Blowing out a deep breath, my eyes cut to the side to glimpse a curious expression on her face and not one that’s ready to condemn me. “I do.”

Leaning against the counter across from her, I fold my arms and debate how to proceed and how much to reveal.

“Did you know who I was when you approached me?” I don’t answer right away, and she repeats what she said to me last night. “You promised me answers today. Honest ones.”

“I knew,” I reply, hating how suspicion enters her eyes, but I trudge forward. “I’ve known for about four months.”

She blinks rapidly before hiding her eyes from me. “How?”

Getting the bacon on a tray, I turn the oven to preheat. “A video call I was on with Ma. I saw you and Dad in the kitchen making something, and I felt a shift inside myself; it screamed you were meant to be mine.”

Her brows furrow in concentration as she tries to remember. “It was the first time I met your parents. Amy didn’t want to miss your call because you’d been away so long, so I offered to help with dinner. I couldn’t get the dough right for the rolls and started beating it. David couldn’t stop laughing before showing me what to do.” The memory makes her happy.

“I was home a week later.” Our eyes connect, and I see more curiosity now, so I forge on. “An obsession grew the more I learned about you.”

She’s hesitant in her next question. “What kind of obsession?”

The oven chimes, and I shove the bacon inside. “The kind that led me to breaking into your house and learning more about you.” Fuck! Her shoulders grow rigid and curl in on her body. Motherfucker.

“Broke in?” She sounds slightly horrified as her breathing picks up.

“Yeah. I didn’t go through Hael’s things or anything communal.” I’m fucking making this worse. Clasping her cheeks, I force my way between Piper’s legs so she can’t escape me. “I need you to understand how much I fucking love you, doll. What I did was because I knew you were meant to be mine. Just like I’m yours.”

“You went through my stuff?” Tears hover in her eyes.

“I did.”

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