Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 79563 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79563 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Keeping an eye on her mama is hard enough at times. It doesn’t matter that she has a horde of kids always running around her feet, men still try to grab her attention. Like the one who is eyeing her now. He’s clearly not from around here and must be a tourist or something. I keep trying to see if maybe he has a kid with him and it’s just coincidence, but no kid has come near the man. And he keeps getting closer to my princess.
“It’s perfect, Daddy.”
I look down at my daughter, who has her hand in mine as she sits in a chair getting a butterfly painted on her cheek.
“It is beautiful. But not as beautiful as you,” I tell her, making her smile even more.
“She is beautiful.” I glance over at the boy standing with one of my twin boys Nathan. He reaches over to his friend and punches him in the arm.
“Watch it,” he growls, and I have to hold in a laugh. My daughter rolls her eyes, looking more like her mother than ever.
I glance back over to my princess, and now I see the man I’d been eyeing before is talking to her.
“I got it, Dad,” my son tells me, taking my daughter’s hand from mine and holding it in his own.
I lean down, kissing my daughter on the top of her head then ruffling my son’s hair before heading towards my wife. I can’t look away for two seconds and someone is trying to hit on her.
I walk up behind her and wrap one arm around her waist, pulling her into my body. She molds to me like she always does, and I don’t even have to look at her face to know she likely just did the same eye roll our daughter did.
“You’re standing too close to my wife,” I tell the man who has taken a few steps back.
“Stan was just abou - ”
“Stan was just leaving.” I cut my wife off. I’m sure she thinks he’s being polite and friendly, but I see through his shit. Saw it the second he started eyeing her. “Weren’t you, Stan?” I finish, giving him a look that sends him running without even a goodbye.
Tabitha hits my chest. “You’re such a caveman.” I drag her to my chest and wrap both my arms around her.
“He wanted you,” I tell her in a muted snarl.
“You think everyone wants me,” she says, but she wiggles closer to me, twining her arms around my back. God, I’m lucky my jealousy and chest beating turn her on or this marriage would have had me groveling a lot. Not that I don’t enjoy when I’m on my knees for her. Like this morning when I had one of her legs over my shoulder…
I lean down, pressing my lips to her mouth and tasting the cotton candy on her lips.
“They want your sweetness,” I tell her.
“You’re going to go without it if you keep it up,” she teases me.
We both know that’s a lie. I take her mouth again, proving that she would never take herself from me. Not when she knows I need her to breathe.
“Didn’t you know? The forbidden princess is always the sweetest.”
THE END
BONUS!! Unexpected Princess
Unexpected Princess
Unexpected Princess
by
Alexa Riley
Romy has let the paparazzi make up their own story about him. But the secret he’s managed to keep is his love for Star. He’s watched her from a distance, loving her since the day he saw her, but never able to make his move.
Star has developed a reputation, even though she never had the fun of earning it. She’s spent her life looking for love, and the tabloids have twisted it into something dirty. All she ever wanted was to find her forever, but she’s ready to give up.
One morning Star wakes up in the bed of the biggest playboy around, and to her shock there’s a ring on her finger. What? How? Who?
Warning: Don’t worry… it all works out. It’s safe, sane, and over-the-top as these two find their ridiculous happily ever after.
1
Star
My mind feels foggy as my eyes flutter open. I try to move, but arms tighten around me. I look down to see strong, tanned arms wrapped around my body, holding me possessively. My heart is beating like crazy. I look around the room, trying to remember where I am, but nothing in this room is familiar. Nothing about how I got here is coming to me.
My legs are tangled with the mystery man wrapped around me, and I have to move a little to free myself. I don’t feel any soreness between my thighs. I would be sore if I had sex, right? I shift again and hear the man whisper my name. I glance back down at the arm again, and it shifts so his hand comes into view.