Clara

"Everything looks good. I’m going to go back to the House Mansion," I say.

"Yes, of course. Allow me to accompany you," the guard says.

Before the guard can take a step toward the stairs leading down from the border wall, I stop him with a hand on his chest.

"Thank you. But I can make it there alone," I say wryly.

"But-"

"Really," I interrupt, patting his chest as I walk past down the stairs.

I do take extra care, though.

I'm barely showing, but everyone knows I’m pregnant because there was just no way to keep Drevakin's sudden, incandescent joy under wraps. Smiling to myself, I remember his complete and utter shock and joy when I told him the news. And then the immediate announcement he made to the entire House, followed by an order for everyone to watch out for me. Men are silly.

As I walk through the marketplace, the crowd parts around me, everyone solicitous to a fault. The young girl in a stall I walk by offers me some food while another offers me a cold drink.

Being babied is the last thing I need, but apparently everyone else seems to think I do. That doesn't mean I don't take the food and drink. I mean, I'm not an idiot. And these cravings are no joke!

"Thank you," I smile at the young girl and take the food. Then I take the cold drink from the man who offers it with a smile. I carefully sip it with one hand as I take a bite of the street food with the other, sauntering toward the House Mansion. All the while, the guard I left behind is creeping along behind me, thinking he's being sneaky.

I let it go. I don't want to burst his bubble and at least I know who's following me this way. And, honestly, the way everyone is treating me is a good indicator of how far Drevakin has come in winning them over.

Things were kind of touch and go in the beginning when he first took over House Ti'ana, the prejudices against Minor Houses coupling with the fact that Drevakin killed their last Prince formed a not so great mood for his reception.

But he's winning them over just by being himself.

He's fair when arbitrating disputes, he's honest about his reasons for doing what he does, and he has a level head. Being reasonable is a major crowd pleaser.

Not to mention that his changes to the House's trade agreements and his much more open border policy has increased the wealth for House Ti'ana. If there's one thing everyone responds to well, it’s prosperity. I smile and wave at everyone who calls out.

"You look radiant, my Princess!"

"Good evening, my Princess!"

"I hope you are feeling well, my Princess!"

Honestly, the hardest thing to get used to is being called princess. I don't feel like one. Though if I ever do, I’ll know I've fallen off the deep end.

It doesn't take long to reach my destination even at my slow pace. And, as usual, Drevakin is already waiting near the House Mansion. I swear there must be some kind of warning system that lets him know I'm coming home.

"How was your day?" he asks as he pulls me into a gentle hug.

"Good," I sigh, leaning against him with my food and cup held out. "They give me food and drink. Again."

He chuckles, turning to enter the courtyard.

"The people want to take care of you," he explains as he holds my arm to step inside.

Like I might trip over nothing and fall. I resist the urge to roll my eyes.

"Would you like me to get anything else for you from the kitchen?" Drevakin prods as we walk down the hall to our bedroom.

"No, I have already eaten enough for two meals," I reply with a sigh.

He chuckles as he opens the door for me and closes it behind us.

"Good. I would like to see you nicely round," he teases, sliding his arms around me and placing a sweet kiss on the side of my neck.

"That is what you say now," I warn. "You won't be singing the same tune when my roundness is crushing the life out of you while you struggle for breath underneath me."

He laughs, guiding me to sit at the edge of the bed. I let him because I want to sit, anyway. And I know he likes to take care of me.

Oh, all right. I'll admit it. I kind of like it too.

He pulls my shoes off as he looks up at me, his eyes still smiling.

"It would be an honor to die under your roundness."

I snort out a laugh. Shaking my head, I lean forward to wrap my arms around his shoulders.

"You know what I want?" I ask, kissing him lightly.

He frowns.

"I do not know. Tell me and I will—"

I set my mouth on his. Shut up and kiss me.

All right. I'm fine with this method of persuasion.

I smile against his mouth.

He undresses me, slowly and carefully, his fingertips brushing against me as he slides off the light layers of clothing. By the time I'm naked, I definitely want more.

He smiles as he gently pushes me down on the bed, kissing his way to my overly sensitive nipples, laving them with his tongue until I'm crying out. Then he goes down farther, making a beeline for the already wet place between my legs. He knows how to get me off.

I cry out with my orgasm, grinding against his face as he holds my body down, his tongue continuing to flick against me, drawing the climax out as he slowly pushes two fingers into me.

"Yes. I want you inside me," I pant, pushing down on his fingers.

He frowns. "I do not know if that would be wise. In your state."

"My state is fine," I reply, sitting up and reaching between us to grab his throbbing erection. It jumps in my hand as he groans. "Though I think yours might need some working on."

I open his trousers and pull his cock out, sliding my hand up and down the formidable length with an appreciative sigh. Man, the Celestial Mates agent really came through on what I thought was a joking request.

Drevakin watches my hand, his eyes hot. It doesn't take long for him to break.

Thank God.

"Fine. Lie back," he growls, helping me back and down onto the bed.

I reach my arms out and he quickly strips his clothes off before he lowers his naked body on top of mine. Just the feel of skin on skin is delicious. He reaches between us and guides his head to my entrance, his eyes locked with mine from inches away.

"Is this what you want?" he teases, his tip just kissing me.

"Yes," I say impatiently, trying to wiggle down to take him in.

He chuckles and gives me what I want. The penetration is searingly intimate as I look into his eyes while he pushes inside. Nowhere to hide.

You are so beautiful. His voice rings in my mind with utter sincerity.

I know with complete certainty he means it that I am beautiful to him. The Paritella has given me a level of security I haven't ever had in a relationship before.

You are beautiful too. And not going fast enough.

He raises his brows. "I am glad you find me attractive, but this is as fast as I will go," he warns.

But he reaches between us and plays with my clitoris, his eyes still on mine.

I'll take it. I swallow as the warm glow builds again. I reach down to grip him by the ass, using the leverage to grind myself against him, watching him watch me the entire time.

"If you do not stop, this will be the end," he tells me in a low voice. "I cannot hold on forever."

I crane my neck to take his earlobe into my mouth, sucking on the small bit of flesh.

"Then do not hold on," I whisper in his ear as I grind against him.

He moans as he increases the force of his thrusts, but still not the speed, the sound of his body against mine clear in the room. I wrap my legs around his hips and take everything he has to give, wanting even more.

"Come," he orders, flicking my clitoris and thrusting.

He doesn't have to ask me twice. In this way, I'm a very obedient Pari. The orgasm hits me harder than I expected it, crushing me in a surprising wave of pleasure. Oh, it's so good.

Our thoughts and emotions run together, the edges blurring as he follows suit. His jaw clenches and a hoarse groan leaves him as he orgasms deep inside me. And in that moment, I know he loves me because I can sense it.

I know he loves our baby, a deep, limitless love I'm so happy our child will have. And I know right down to my bones I made the right decision by staying on Alva.

Kissing Drevakin's lips, I smile.

I love you.

I swallow as I hear it, feel it, and see it on his face all at once. It's almost too much. I love you, too.

Swallowing the knot in my throat, I think about all I've gained in such a short amount of time. I didn’t even realize how much I wanted a baby until I found out I was pregnant and couldn't stop crying tears of joy for hours. It didn’t help that Drevakin suggested naming the baby Joseph if it’s a boy, that brought on fresh waves of happy sobbing. Every day of my life now is filled with love, anticipation and hope for the future.

I kiss Drevakin again, looking at the beautiful angles of his now familiar face. I am so lucky.

No. Drevakin interjects. It is I who is lucky.

Such contentment washes over me I know it isn't all mine. And that he feels just as good as I do makes it all so much better. This is it.

I have the life I never even dreamed I could have.

Tightening my hold on Drevakin, he rolls us to our sides, his arms around me, his gorgeous eyes still on mine as he smiles.

I've found a home I never even knew existed.

Right here.

In Drevakin's arms.

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