I grunt on top of her as I feel beads of sweat roll down my chest. Her cunt grips me harder the more I talk, and I feel her sopping wet pussy cling to my cock.
“Look at you, so perfect. So sweet and innocent. Legs spread wide, fresh little pussy sucking in my cock. You were made for me, Alena. Made for me to mate.”
“Roman!” she shouts into the pillow, and I feel her orgasm roll through her body. Her muscles tighten and then relax as the waves of heat fill her veins.
I bury myself as far as I can go and then release my cum deep into her. I nearly pass out from the intensity, but I manage to brace myself on my arms and lay my body over her back. We are both gasping for air as the last of my seed fills her, but it’s Alena who breaks the mood with a laugh.
“You always get what you want,” she says, looking back at me and biting my forearm.
“Because it’s exactly what you want, my queen. I saw you looking at little Tabby’s baby clothes yesterday. You’re ready for another.”
“Maybe.”
She shrugs, but I caught the look in her eyes. I know my Alena better than anyone. I knew with one look that she wanted one more. And I will always and forever give her what she wants. Even if she doesn’t want to ask for it.
“I love you, my queen,” I say, kissing her shoulder.
“I love you, my king.” She closes her eyes and smiles contentedly. “Thank you.”
THE END
Mr and Mrs
Phillip has been married to Molly for a year. He’s beyond obsessed with his new wife, to the point that he has to hold his true feelings back. If she knew how crazy he is for her, she might push him away.
Molly is feeling distance growing between them, and she’s worried she’s not enough. One night she walks in on Phillip, and it changes everything.
When Phillip discovers Molly was in an accident and now has amnesia, he’s going to do all he can to make her fall in love with him again. Holding nothing back this time.
Warning: It’s just as crazy as it sounds and just as over-the-top ridiculous. If you want to get silly with us and spend a little time away from reality, grab this one up!
Alexa Riley Promises
Welcome to Alexa Riley Promises. This series is dedicated to old romances. It’s tropes galore, with all of our usual over-the-top alphas and sweet cheesy goodness.
These short books will focus on traditional and classic tropes while sticking to the Alexa Riley code: no cheating and always with an HEA. That’s our Promise to you.
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Edited by Aquila Editing
To all of you that snuck into your mom’s secret collection of dirty books and got your first taste. These stories are for you!
Chapter 1
Molly
“Molly, just give it more time. I’m sure you’ll conceive.”
I look up from the tasteless salad I’m just pushing around on my plate, not feeling even the least bit hungry. But a dinner out seemed like a lot more fun than sitting in the penthouse condo alone all night for the fourth time this week. Phillip’s working late. Again. Something that’s becoming a little too normal for my liking.
It’s his place, even though the condo is ‘ours’. I still find it odd calling it home, though we’ve been married and living in it for a year. But I don’t think anything has ever felt like a real home before. Not like the ones I’ve dreamed of, anyway. It still feels like it’s his more than it’s mine. We still haven’t gotten around to finding a house. The house that will be the home I’ve always wanted. Longed for and dreamed about for most of my life. Phillip seems excited about it, but it keeps getting put on the back burner, and I’m starting to think I am, too.
Cindy places her hand on my arm, giving it a comforting squeeze. Everyone knows we’ve been trying to have a baby from the moment we said “I do.” I wasn’t great about hiding how excited I was about starting a family, and Phillip had encouraged me to be more vocal about it, to see it as a reality. He’d started to make these little dreams I had in my head come alive. It was all a part of the fairy-tale dream I’d fallen into the moment I’d met Phillip.
Young girl falls madly in love with her father’s new business partner, and he sweeps her off her feet in a whirlwind marriage. The press ate the story up. Millionaire Phillip Tanner finally tying the knot. Not only that, but with his new business partner Charles Moore’s daughter. Their partnership brought together two of the biggest hedge fund firms in the country, and it was believed they would be unstoppable together. They have been.
I smile at Cindy, giving her a reassuring look. “I know. When I’m supposed to get pregnant, I will.” I’m not even sure if having a baby right now is something I want anymore, which feels odd because having a family is all I’ve ever wanted.