Page 180 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"He sure as hell won't… The little fucker is already exuding power…"

I didn’t know if I should laugh or cry at his choice of words for our son. The realisation that he was here, living, breathing, alive…

"Have you seen his eyes?" I asked softly, smiling slightly in amusement.

I removed him from my breast much to his annoyance and turned him to Alejandro.

"That’s kinda strange... But he’s fucking perfect." Alejandro said, the corner of his mouth twitching into that rare, sexy half-smile of his that was a blessing to ever witness. It melted me completely.

"He looks like you." I replied softly.

He looked up at me, the sadness in his eyes so clear, so raw…

"I don’t think I can ever make up for all the pain I have caused you." He whispered.

"You can, because you’re here for the rest of my life."

I caressed his jaw, the amount of happiness that I was feeling could never be explained.

He didn’t reply, wrapping his arms around my waist, his head resting against my hip and our baby’s feet, not caring that he was being kicked in the head by our little pup who I could tell was going to be a handful. I wrapped my free arm around Alejandro’s shoulder, caressing his hair. I couldn’t wipe the smile from my face and I didn’t want to. This was the happiness I wanted.

We remained like that until our baby fell asleep.

"Alejandro." I whispered.

He looked up at me before moving back.

"Sorry."

I tilted my head,

"Stop apologising." I said, lifting our baby to my shoulder to burp him.

Alejandro got up from the floor and sat on the bed facing me, his eyes dipping to my breast that was partially uncovered.

"I’m still not happy that he gets to enjoy those." He frowned possessively.

I couldn’t stop the giggle that escaped my lips. A fresh wave of happy tears threatened to fall.

"Al, they are his source of food." I laughed weakly.

I was blushing when Alejandro reached over, brushing his finger over my swollen nipple. I felt myself throb, my core clenching and I knew he would be able to smell my arousal.

"Still my playthings… guess I can’t complain when you're my favourite dessert too." He smirked arrogantly, his gaze dipping between my thighs. "You smell so fucking good."

He leaned over kissing my neck softly, right over his mark, making me shiver in pleasure, his fingers brushing between my thighs.

"Only yours." I replied before I looked down at my baby, who had fallen asleep, looking drunk on milk. I wiped away the droplets that were gathered at the corner of his mouth and held him out to Alejandro. "He’s strong." I encouraged, as Alejandro slowly took him from me. Even though he was a big boy, he looked tiny in his Dad’s hands.

The image before me was one I’d never forget. He looked at me and I saw the vulnerable hesitation in his eyes. I gave him a warm smile, my eyes blurring with tears as he looked down at our son once more. Watching him raise the child up and kiss his forehead ever so gently, at that moment I felt as if I couldn’t contain all the emotions I was feeling. I covered my mouth, to hold back my happy sobs. Not even noticing my aura swirling around me until Alejandro reached over and I realised the entire room was illuminated in purple light.

"Hey…" He said softly.

"I really missed you." I said, he leant back on the bed, his long arms easily reaching the crib as he placed our baby into it. I got on my knees, reaching over and making sure his blanket was firmly tucked in so he didn’t end up covering his face. I smiled softly, feeling so content that our little prince would have his Dad and Mom.

Alejandro scooped me into his arms, I closed my eyes as he wrapped his arms around me, my entire body tingling at his touch as I cuddled into him.

"I know, Amore Mio… but I won't ever leave. Not again. There’s a shitload of things I want to do with you… I will never leave you again."

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