Bride of the Frontier (The Prophecy of Sisters Book 3)
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“Please,” I beg. “I need more.”
He hums, his hand leaving my center, his fingers wrapping around the back of my knee before he lifts my leg and I feel his hard length slide inside of me from behind. His fingers return to their place against my clit as he fills me and I purr again.
“Yes,” I cry.
He grunts as he thrusts inside of me harder and harder with each pump. My fingers grip the back of his neck, gripping the back of his longer hair as I allow him to take over, to take me the way that he knows I enjoy.
“I love you, honey,” he rasps.
My body begins to tremble as it climbs higher and higher, on the edge, ready to tip over and when it does, I cry out in pleasure as I come, hard.
Jeremiah continues to thrust until he buries himself deep inside of me and growls as he fills me with his release.
“I love you, Jeremiah,” I exhale.
JEREMIAH
I run my fingers through my long wet hair, still not sure that I will ever get used to this length plus my beard, as I step outside of our small home.
Living in Wolfjour Ail, I’ve decided to acclimate to my surroundings as best I can. I’ve grown out my hair and my beard and I serve my brother-in-law, my king, in his vast army. Next spring I’ll be joining him for his first raid and I don’t think I ever would have imagined my life this way, or thought that I could be this happy.
My wife may be the princess of Wolfjour Ail, but we have our small home that is just enough for us and we’re far enough from the main house that we can have our privacy.
My head jerks when I see someone running toward me. I’ve yet to truly learn the language, thankfully the seeress placed a spell on me so that I can communicate with everyone here. They can understand me and I them, but I still don’t know their language in their own words.
“The queen, she delivers the babe. King Aaric demands his sister.”
My body jerks and I dip my chin before I turn around and rush back into the house. “Wife,” I shout.
Sylvi turns around, her eyes widening as she stands at the stove making something for us to break our fast.
“Liv is having the babe,” I cry out.
Sylvi’s eyes widen and she gasps. “Go to her. I will shut down the kitchen and meet you there.”
She nods her head and starts to run past me, but I don’t let her get far. Wrapping my hands around her shoulders, I tug her against my chest. Tilting my head to the side, I touch my mouth to hers in a swift, hard kiss.
“I will be there shortly, wife. All will be well.”
Sylvi nods her head as I release my grip on her arms. She gives me a smile, then turns around and runs off toward the main house. I watch her until she’s safely inside of the home, then I go about shutting down our small kitchen.
Heading toward the main house, I am not surprised to see Aaric and many of his close guards standing around a table with pitchers of ale all around. Aaric gulps one down, then refills his mug and drinks another, and another.
“Aaric, you will not be able to stand or hold your own babe,” I call out.
Aaric’s gaze meets mine, his eyes are glazed over slightly and he gives me a wink. “Já, I will slow down, my brother-in-law is correct.”
We wait for what feels like hours, until Sylvi bursts through their bedroom door. She’s got an apron on, her hair is in a bun on top of her head and her face is flushed. Aaric rushes toward her and I follow close at his back.
“Liv and the babe are both fine, Aaric. You would be so proud, you have a healthy wife and a healthy baby boy,” she rasps.
He wraps his arms around her, dipping his chin to touch his lips to her cheek before he releases her and turns around.
“I have a son,” he roars. Then without another word, he turns and runs into the bedroom to see both his wife and his son.
“Sylvi,” I call out.
She lifts her gaze to me, wiping the tears from her eyes. Wordlessly she shuffles toward me, burying her face in my chest. Wrapping my arms around her, I touch my mouth to the top of her head.
“All is well, wife.”
She tips her head back, her watery gaze meeting mine. “It is, Jeremiah. It is so well.”
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Acknowledgments
I always say a special thank you to my husband, my best friend, truly he is the man who supports every single dream of mine and works to make them all come true.
My mom is everything. She’s the kindest, most loving, and most supportive mom in the world. Thank you, Banana Boots.
Ellie McLove, this book would not be without you. This cover is the BEST of the BEST. The content clean and crisp, my hot mess knows no bounds. Thank you so much for being my friend, Jeremy’s sister, and for generally being a badass.
Rosa Sharon, thank you so much for proofreading, you always add that finishing touch that makes my books sparkle!
Celia one of my biggest fans and supporters. You’re the best. Thank you for always being there for me.
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About the Author
As an only child, Hayley Faiman had to entertain herself somehow. She started writing stories at the age of six and never really stopped.
Born in California, she met her now husband at the age of sixteen and married him at the age of twenty in 2004. After all of these years together, he’s still the love of her life.
Hayley’s husband joined the military and they lived in Oregon, where he was stationed with the US Coast Guard. They moved back to California in 2006, where they had two little boys. Recently, the four of them moved out to the Hill Country of Texas.
Most of Hayley’s days are spent taking care of her two boys and homeschooling them, going music lessons, the pool for swim practice, or helping them with homework.
Her evenings are spent with her husband and her nights—those are spent creating alpha book boyfriends.