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ESTELLE

I thought my nightmare was over, but it seemed this was just the beginning— this was probably my life now, constantly worrying about my husband’s well-being whenever he wasn’t around.

To be with a man whose words were his honor, I had learned to be patient and understanding. But I still couldn’t ignore that he was putting his life on the line for me, his family, and the people he valued the most, including his men.

Biting my lip, I closed my eyes as I felt the cold lips against my bare shoulder. Unable to help myself, I gave him access. Maybe it was true. Pregnant women still enjoyed sex even if the abdomen could come the way.

His breathing brushed the shell of my ear, darting his tongue out, flicking my earlobe. A moan escaped from me, wanting more.

My body shuddered as his hand went down, pulling the thin material down my knees and dragging it with his foot down my ankle. Now, I was completely naked in his mercy.

With a low rumble, he swore upon finding out I was soaking,