Claimed By My Husband's Enemy novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94

(Eli)

“Say yes, princess. Nobody has to know. I can keep a secret.”

Creed’s voice sounded closer as if he was just right behind me, as if he had already crossed the little gap that I put between us and I didn’t want to turn around to confirm. I didn’t want him o see the tips of my breasts hardening or the flush in my face. I thought I was tired, but apparently, not too tired to be aroused by him.

The power this man held over my body was nerve-wracking.

“Your Highness?”

If Creed’s gaze demanded obedience, his voice was something else too. How many women had he lured using it? How many women had stripped, gone straight to bed, and bent over upon hearing just his voice? His eyes, his voice, his scent, all that could make a woman do whatever he wanted. Add either his body or his face and it was game over for anyone. My bodyguard was hot as sin and he knew it. He knew how to use parts of him to his advantage. And I was not immune to

“No, thanks,” I croaked. “I can totally manage.”

If not for the stalker, I would not have needed anyone’s help. I was a strong and independent woman. And I was currently on a break from men. I didn’t need him, especially his hands on my heated skin. My hands shivered as I tried to take the tiny fabric off, but when I shimmied and bent a little, my hips accidentally brushed against Creed.

Within seconds, his warm and large, callused hands were on my waist, steadying me. A surprised gasp escaped from my mouth.

His front was now pressed against my back. And it shouldn’t feel this good.

My hands froze.

His mouth scraped against my ear as he spoke. “Whether you admit it or not, there is something between us, Vicious. Aren’ t you wondering why we feel this way towards each other?”

My throat was dry when I asked, “Why?”

I had immaculate looking guards, all of them were a feast to the eyes. But I didn’t go crazy over any of them. With them, I was relaxed somehow. My chest didn’t feel like it was close to bursting like this although I learned that heats could still happen to pregnant women, especially to female dragons who wanted to hoard all their mate’s attention.

“Because in our missing memories, you knew who I was, Vicious. In the past, I held you like this. I touched you the way your body deserved to be touched. With utter reverence. I kissed parts of you that you normally hide from everyone else.” Creed dropped a kiss on my earlobe and then on the side of my neck. “In the past, I already saw all of you.”

“H-how come?”

“Because you have always belonged to me the way I belong to you. We were mates then, Eli, and still are now. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been like this to each other.” Creed’s hand cupped my core and squeezed. Hard. “In the past, I’d been here.”

“That’s not true,” I denied and yet, I didn’t stop his hand. “I wouldn’t have trusted anyone else after my ex.”

“And yet, you trusted me to be inside you. You begged me to.”

I swallowed. “You’re lying.”

“There. Problem solved. You can have your shower in peace now, your highness.”

My lips parted when I realized that Creed had taken my panties off me while he distracted me with his words. With eyes still filled with disbelief, I turned around and caught him staring at the fabric, making me wonder if he said all those things just to distract me.

What part of those words were true? What part was the lie?

There had to be a lie somewhere between those lines. Because if I allowed him to actually touch me, to hold me the way he described, then how come he was not my baby’s father? How come it was someone else?

If I let someone like him hold me, I wouldn’t have let myself be held by another man, especially by Landon. But he was the baby daddy. Even in his addled mind, Landon could still remember our baby.

“You ripped it.”

He wiped the blood off his mouth before answering, “I got the job done, princess. That’s what matters. I’ll buy you dozens of them tomorrow.”

“Why did you bleed?” I asked instead.

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Chapter 94

“Because I’m fighting the spell, punishment, or whatever the fuck they called it.”

I frowned. “What are you talking about?”

Why did everyone’s mouth seem to be bleeding randomly? First was Uncle Anson, Alistair, and then Creed.

“It’s nothing to worry about.”

He quickly put the fabric in his pocket before I could snatch it from his grip. And then he fixed his gaze on me, making me realize that I was completely naked in front of him. My instinct was to cover my private parts.

But with him watching me this intensely from this moment on, Was there any need to do so? Even if I were to hide from him today, he would still see me like this one of these days because bet he would be standing this close to me again like he couldn’t keep his hands to himself.

With my heavy breasts and bigger body, I thought Creed would find it unappealing now that he was seeing all of me.

So, why was he staring at me like I was a work of art? Like I was God’s most beautiful creation?

He rolled off his sleeves, exposing his strong and veiny forearms before turning on the shower. Lukewarm water instantly. trickled down my head to my body as Creed grabbed the shampoo from the rack. He rubbed it in his hands before gently shampooing my hair and massaging my scalp and I let him.

Because his hands on my scalp were soothing my throbbing head. Because no one had done this to me before. No one had served me like this, had taken care of me the way this alpha did. He didn’t mind that his clothes were soaked. He rinsed my hair and put on the conditioner next before lathering me with the bodywash, his hands lingered on my breasts, fondling them, cupping them, as his eyes grew darker.

“Is this also part of your duty as my bodyguard?”

He pinched the pinkish crowns, and I tipped my head back and moaned. “Consider this as me taking care of your body, your highness.”

“Would you do this for your future employers? Would you touch them like this?”

“Why would I serve anyone else?” He glowered like the idea itself was appalling. “You are my first and last employer, Vicious. I don’t touch just anyone else. I don’t serve just anyone else. I choose who to serve.”

And he chose me.

I bit my lower lip, afraid to ask more, as his hands reached the parts of me that I couldn’t anymore because of my big belly.

When the shower was over and Creed wrapped me with a big, fluffy towel, he kissed my forehead, making my heart pound, my mind confused, and my core drenched from all the touching and teasing his wicked hands did.

And the worst thing?

This was only Creed’s first day on the job.

So help me, God.

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