Chapter Eighty One

Since I got pregnant, I've thought of myself as a less desirable woman to men. I thought no man would want to have anything to do with a pregnant woman carrying another man's child, I thought they would be repulsed. But looking at Aziel now, looking at how glazed his eyes were with desire, he wanted me, even though I wasn't carrying his child, he lusted over me.

And that brought this indescribable joy to me.

Aziel gently laid me on the bed and then hovered above me with both hands on either side of me. I swallowed as I looked into his eyes from that position. They were so close that I could see the stripes of blue and golden flecks in them, both colors creating an intricate pattern and adding more uniqueness to his sea-green eyes. I thought that beautiful at that moment, not scary, just beautiful.

My hand slowly reached up to caress one side of his chiseled face, down to his sharp jawline. I moved up to his chin and then to his plump dark pink lips. The same lips that had given me