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I look at Theo's sleeping face. He is sleeping soundly with his arms and legs over my body. We are both naked underneath since we spend the weekend in bed together. Our lovemaking is nonstop that I start to feel the soreness between my legs. He compares our sex to vanilla and I think I would like to taste vanilla more. It's always been crazy with him, and the servants are always red in the face every time they enter our room. It must have been the smell and the way we look-looking deliciously devoured by each other. Vanilla is amazing.
I lightly touch Theo's cheeks. He should be with his harem, but he went against his general's wishes and stay in bed with me, reasoning that I will be busy for the whole week, so he will spend the weekend with me instead.
I smile. This might be his way of compromising. It makes me forgive him, but I still want him to be mine alone. He is my mate, so it's natural to be greedy, even if he is a King and needs heirs.
I continue to watch his sleeping form. I can look at his face forever. And it's not only because he is handsome. Every time I look at his face, it feels like I am looking at something irreplaceable. My mate. Someone that should be mine alone.
Ah! How great it would be when all he needed is me and our children? And if I bear him a child, will that make him happy? It will, right? As long as our child is not the firstborn.
I scoot closer to his body and breathe in his familiar scent. Lavender. Oh! How I love it.
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