The Other Side of Fairytale: HIS RETURN

Chapter Three

Annabelle rolled over, her cheek resting against Drake's hard chest. Drake instinctively pulled her closer in his sleep. A grin tugged on her lips, loving the way his arms felt wrapped around her. She breathed in the smell of his bare skin, always uniquely him and no matter where they were the subtle hint of pine, smoke and whiskey always lingering on him. It filled her with memories of a life they have built together.

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"Are you sure you're ready for this?" Drake hovered above Annabelle, his scent filling her with warmth, his sticky skin pressed against hers as both their chests heaved in anticipation.

"Yes, Drake. She breathed, the flicker of flames from the fire dancing in his chocolate eyes as they studied her blue.

"Are you ready?"

Drake grinned. Annabelle knew Drake had been ready to start a family with her since the moment he put a ring on her finger, but Annabelle wanted to wait. She needed to be sure she was healthy mentally and physically after everything that happened with Maxwell. Drake, of course, supported her decision and he never pressured her in any way. But when she told him she was ready, she could see the excitement in his eyes.

"I've never been more ready, Granger." He leaned down capturing her lips as he slowly eased himself into his wife. Annabelle moaned into the kiss, the feel of the way he filled her and stretched her was something she would never tire of. Drake began slowly and steadily moving against her as he deepened the kiss. Annabelle's legs wrapped around his waist urging him onward as he gently broke the kiss. "God I love you" he breathed as she ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him back into her.

Their kisses became needy and sloppy as they both neared the edge. "Oh Drake", she searched his eyes before they rolled back, her body arching off the bed as pleasure overtook her. Drake could feel her legs quivering as she contracted around him and he shuttered, releasing his seed deep inside of her.

Drake cupped her face between his hands, his thumbs stroking her cheeks as he smiled widely. Annabelle's eyes filled with tears as she chuckled. "We might've just made a baby". Drake nodded, smiling as he leaned in kissing his wife and pulling her into his arms.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Drake questioned, one eye opening and taking in his wife, who was staring up at him with a goofy grin. She giggled, "Can't I stare at my amazing husband?" Drake groaned, his voice still laced with sleep as he looked over at the clock.

"After seven AM? Sure."

Annabelle bit her lip, "and what if i make it worth your while?" she cooed.

Drake lifted his head, his eyebrows raised. "Well, that is a different situation entirely", he smirked. Annabelle moved up pressing her lips to his. "Should I uh. Should I use something?" Drake questioned, tentatively.

Annabelle pulled back, her brow furrowed. "I thought we were trying?"

"We were. We are!" Drake assured. "I just didn't know what you were thinking with everything. I know this shit with Maxwell has really... it's thrown you, Granger. Understandably. If you want to wait till things settle back down", Drake shrugged. "I'm just saying that it's okay." He was gently tracing a heart on her bare shoulder as he spoke. "I'll still be here, whenever you decide you're ready."

Annabelle stared at her husband with such love and appreciation in her eyes. "Thank you Drake, but i don't want to wait any longer." Drake pulled her into him, and into a heated kiss.

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"I spoke to Bastien this morning", Liam announced taking a seat beside his Queen at the breakfast table. He lifted Eleanor from her lap and onto his own.