Page 148 of Alpha's Redemption

We bid our farewells to everyone and head back up the side of the house to clean up when Macey speaks up.

“I predict this time it will be quadr–”

I clamp my hands over her mouth.

“Shut it! You jinxed me last time,” I snarl at her, and she laughs, swatting my hands away.

“Hey, that reminds me. Valen, you still owe me that foot rub!” she calls after him.

He peeks over his shoulder. “I am not touching those Neanderthal feet!” he says, and she growls.

“You’ll be rubbing my feet!” she snaps as she darts after him. I shake my head and Tatum laughs as she gives chase.

ChapterSixty-Eight

Later that night.

I knew from the beginning that it was a bad idea to agree to Valen’s deal, although I know, undoubtedly, he will not be letting me get out of it. I’d started it myself, of course, by saying I wanted a damn Ferrari if he wanted a baby. I underestimated him and his eagerness. He had laughed at me and said he would take the puppy. I thought that would be the end of it. Apparently not!

“How about some fish?” I offer and Valen smirks.

“Not a chance, you’re paying up!” he purrs as he climbs onto the bed.

“A guinea pig?” I ask.

“Not a chance. You’re not getting out of it,” he growls, nipping at my thighs as he crawls up my body. He pushes my night dress up, then kisses my stomach. “I am filling this womb—a deal is a deal,” he growls, nipping at my flesh.

“You got a Frankie!” I retort.

“And now a warm womb to house another pup!” he chuckles.

“That’s double-dipping!” I snap.

“No, but I don’t mind double-dipping tonight to ensure you are filled with my seed,” he laughs. I roll my eyes at him. I should have asked for a jet.

I shake my head and start to protest some more—try to talk my way out of it—when he silences me with his lips as he settles between my legs. I moan into his mouth as his tongue invades mine, his hard, muscled body pressing against me; sparks spread across my flesh. Every inch of my skin is covered in goosebumps, and my breath hitches as he devours my lips in a soul–sucking kiss.

I feel like I’m on some sort of high, which makes it hard to see straight. I can’t concentrate. It’s all too much, and Valen knows exactly how to get what he wants—how to get me to comply. And I know he’ll get what he wants because he’s not going to give me a chance to back out. Yet, some small part of me doesn’t want to anyway and is coming around to the idea.

Valen breaks the kiss, then tugs off his shirt with one hand, tossing it aside. A smirk dances on his lips as he sits back on his knees. I raise an eyebrow at him as he reaches for my night dress again. A gasp of surprise leaves my lips when he yanks on it, ripping it straight up the middle.

“Valen!” I hiss at the sting. “I just bought that one,” I pout.

He chuckles, uncaring, eyes solely on the prize he thinks he won.

“You owe me a–”

He forces my mouth open with his tongue, and I have no choice but to oblige as he presses his weight against me, cutting off my words once more.

I shiver, the pool of arousal in my panties only growing more prominent as my heart beats out of my chest. I want more. I want so much more. And so I allow him to explore my mouth with his tongue in a rhythm so fast I can barely keep up with it. His claws rake my hip as he shreds my panties, earning another growl from me, which he ignores. Yet, I feel the hint of a smile on his lips as he kisses me.

My hands roam across the hard muscle of his chest as I surrender, allowing him what he wants. Reaching down, I push his boxers down.

“Hmm, somebody changed their mind,” he hums.

“Just shut up before one of the kids barges in,” I tell him.

At my words, he wastes no time—he slips inside of me. I feel every inch of him as he penetrates me, making me gasp.

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