The Jealous Groom by Alexa Riley

Chapter 9

Allison

Irun my fingers across Magnus’s wide chest and think about how thick he is all over. My body still hums with pleasure from last night and into the morning. I turn my head, placing a kiss over his heart.

“I’m going to enjoy waking up every morning like this.” He runs his fingers through my hair, and I tilt my head back to look up at my husband. Husband. I never thought I’d have this, and the butterflies in my stomach are thrilled with the news.

A smile pulls at his lips, and I shift over to straddle him as I go in for a kiss. His hands go to my ass and squeeze as I wiggle on his hard cock. He lets out a deep groan that rumbles through his body, and my eyes become hooded.

“You’re sore.” His grip on my ass tightens so I can’t wiggle anymore. “I took you too many times.” His eyebrows pull together in concern, and the level of care he’s giving me has me nearly swooning once again.

“I’m a little sore,” I admit, not wanting to lie to him. I’ve done enough of that already, and now that we’re married I want us to always be truthful.

He rolls me over, and I let out a small squeal of surprise.

“Let me kiss it better,” he offers as he trails kisses down my stomach and spreads my legs wide. He forces me to make room for his broad shoulders, and I grip his hair when his tongue circles my clit. My hips try to come off the bed, but Magnus pins me down so I can’t move.

He devours me quickly, and I moan out his name when my climax surprises both of us. My hold on his hair tightens, but he doesn't stop even when I try to wiggle free. My clit is too sensitive, and this time I cry out.

“Magnus. I can’t.” My back arches off the bed, and I try to sit up.

“I want another,” he growls against me, and the vibration is nearly soothing.

My husband is a very generous lover. Every time he takes me, he makes sure I cum first. Sometimes he’ll even make me cum a few times before he’ll finally find his release inside of me.

“Are you going to give it to me?”

“Yes,” I gasp out, another orgasm pushing down on me already.

How does he do this to my body? I must be entirely addicted, because his command is the only thing my body needs as I fall over the edge. It’s so hard, black spots dance in my eyes and my legs shake. Magnus kisses the insides of my thighs, making my body jerk. It’s not just my clit that’s so sensitive now; it’s every inch of me.

When I open my eyes, I watch him rise to his knees between my legs. He looks at me as he strokes himself, and the sight is so damn hot that I can’t look away. He licks his lips, getting more of my taste in his mouth as he grips his cock tighter.

“Allison.” The way he says my name is like a plea as his cock thickens and he begins to cum.

His warm release spills onto my sex, and my mouth falls open at how sexy it is. His movements are jerky and rough, giving himself another few strokes, and he squeezes out the last of his release. Then to my surprise he drags his fingers through the mess he’s made and then pushes some of it inside of me.

“Magnus,” I gasp.

“We don’t want to waste it.” He smirks.

This man really wants to knock me up. I long for a family of my own, and I know he’s going to give it to me.

When I sit up, I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him with all the love in my heart. He pulls me into his lap and kisses me deeply.

“Shower, and then I need to feed you.”

“Sounds good to me,” I agree. “Have you heard anything from my sister?” I ask as he leads me toward the bathroom.

“I know she’s here.”

“Really?” I smile up at him as he pulls me into the hot shower with him.

He takes care of me again like he did on the plane, but this time I take care of him too. Seeing the look of satisfaction on his face warms my insides, and I think of all the ways I can make him feel loved.

Once we’re clean, he leads me to another door, and I stand there with my jaw nearly on the floor.

“This closet is ridiculous,” I laugh, walking through and trying to find something to wear. I watch as he presses numbers into a keypad on the side of the giant island and then I step back as a drawer pops open.

“Is that a crown?” I peek inside.

“You are a princess,” he reminds me. It’s crazy to think about where I came from and now I’m actually royalty. “You were born to be my queen.” He places the crown on my head and then tugs at my towel. “Fucking sexy.” He smirks as I stand naked in front of him only wearing the crown and my ring. He makes me feel special with the desire I always see in his eyes.

I step closer to him and press my chest into his, up on my tiptoes for a kiss. “I think the crown might be a little much for breakfast,” I say teasingly.

“The code is your birthday. Get dressed. I'll make sure they're preparing breakfast for us.” I take the crown off and put it back into the case for safekeeping.

“There are too many choices!” I shout after him as he leaves the closet, chuckling.

I sigh as I go over to a row of shelves and grab a pair of yoga pants. Then I walk over to his side of the closet and steal one of his shirts. I have to tie it up so it doesn't fall all the way to my knees, but I love the scent of him wrapped around me. When I’m finished, I slip on some shoes and walk out into the bedroom.

“There you are!” Amber comes running toward me. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” She grabs my wrist and starts to pull me. From the look of her hair and swollen lips, I can tell she was definitely in Henrik’s bed last night.

“What are you doing?” I try and pull back.

“What am I doing? We’re getting the hell out of here.”

I don’t miss the giant ring on her finger, and my brows rise in surprise. “You married him?” I say softly, grabbing her hand to get a better look at it.

“So?” She shrugs. “You got married too.” She huffs and then rolls her eyes. “Now they trust us and we can make our escape.”

“They’ll just find us again. You know we can’t run forever.” But even as I say the words, I know I don’t want to run. I love Magnus, and I want everything he’s offered me, but more than anything, I just want him. He makes me feel whole and fills up spaces inside of me that I didn't know were empty.

“No, we’ll be smarter this time.” She smirks and I wonder if she enjoyed Henrik chasing her. I get it, because I enjoyed it too, but they have proven to us they want forever.

“You don’t like it here?” I ask. “We’d get to stay together.” She stares at me for a moment and then shakes her head.

“No,” she says, but there’s no power behind her answer. “They just want to knock us up and get their heirs. Put us in some box like toys until we’ve served our purpose.” She drops her hand from mine.

“Magnus loves me,” I snip back, feeling defensive.

“Are you choosing him over me?” She puts her hands on her hips. This feels like an attack. “We stick together. Always,” she reminds me, and a lump lodges in my throat.

I have no idea what to do, because no matter who I choose, it will hurt someone I love.

And it will break my heart.