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grip on herself in a situation that she had utterly no control of.
    Striving to find some way to mellow out, she took a seat on the deep couch and folded her shaking hands in her lap. It took two or three deep breaths, but by the time she’d regained her composure Alex had joined her, his warmth pressed up against her, distracting her in an entirely pleasant way.
    He placed his large hands over hers, holding them beneath his strength. “I hate why they were there, but I am thankful they kept you safe, both of you, for me. You have no idea how overjoyed I am that you are here, really here, with me. Prinsessa moya, I thought you were lost to me forever.”
    Now she was the one closing her eyes against the terrible beauty of the moment, overcome with emotion as his pet name for her rolled off his tongue, the adoration in those two words suffusing her chest with a pressure that was at once painful and good. How she’d yearned for those words, for his touch, for his everything.
    Instead of giving him a chance to speak, she merely lifted her face to his and he lowered his head, his lips passing gently over hers. He exhaled just as she inhaled and she gratefully took his breath into her, tasting him on every level when he licked along the lower curve of her lip. In less than three heartbeats she was ravenous for him, eagerly stroking his tongue with hers, trying to devour him while he hummed with pleasure against her lips.

 

Chapter 2
     
     
    The taste of his wife exploded on his tongue, the crisp bite of apples mixed with a more sophisticated perfume teasing his senses. A low growl rumbled through him as he shoved her jacket off her shoulders then tore the thin silk of her shirt, stripping her as quickly as possible while she moaned into his mouth.
    When his hands met the bare, smooth skin of her back, he paused for a moment, caressing the slender curve of her spine, the perfect sweep of her waist. Her nails dug into his pectoral muscles beneath his dress shirt as she sucked on his tongue then she shoved her skirt off without breaking their kiss. Greedy, she was so desperate for his touch that she silently screamed her need for him with every inch of her body. They tumbled back onto the wide leather sofa together, their movements hungry and rough.
    For a moment he wondered if she’d been with anyone else, then decided he didn’t care. None of that mattered. She was here now, and she was never leaving him again. He’d gladly die first and spare himself the agony of losing her twice. Those dark thoughts twisted their kiss and he narrowed his eyes at her when she broke away, panting, her wide blue eyes searching his face as that familiar blush heated her cheeks.
    Her gaze darted away then back to him, timid and vulnerable. “You need to know my body has changed. I don’t look the same as I did five years ago.”
    The shame and apprehension in her low voice put him on alert. “What has happened?”
    His fears of some type of maiming or torture raced through his thoughts while she scooted so she sat next to him in a beautiful amethyst-lace panties and bra set.
    The first thing he noticed was that her breasts were a little bit larger and her belly softer. His cock throbbed as he took in her new curves, the lushness of her hips, the adorable bump of her small pooch. She would never be considered buxom, but she had filled out into a woman better than he’d ever imagined. There were some silvery lines on her hips that hadn’t been there before, and a few on her belly, but that was what being a mother sometimes did to a woman’s body. His child had made those marks, and they didn’t deter his interest in her one bit.
    She made a nervous sound as her hands tried to cover the cute little roundness of her tummy. “We can turn off the lights if you like.”
    “ Ti tak velikolEpna ,” he murmured, his gaze once again devouring her pale skin, the freckles that he so loved. “As if I would not gladly have you naked around me at