Phoebe’s POV
I stared at Perry, ready to bolt. Fear crept up my spine—would this make him furious? But when he raised his head, his lips glistened. He licked them slowly.
"You taste absolutely divine," Perry said with that devastating smirk, heat flooding my cheeks crimson. He leaned down again, pressing his mouth to my core before standing and capturing my lips, letting taste myself on his tongue.
The mory hit —he’d done this before. How foolish I’d been, thinking he’d be angry about coming on his face.
He craved it.
"Now, get dressed. Or we’re not going anywhere."
Perry strode from the room, leaving alone. Without his support, my legs gave out. I collapsed onto the cold floor, fighting to steady my breathing. That had been overwhelming.
He’d gone straight for , but... I’d loved every second.
I bit my lip hard. Was wanting this intimacy so wrong? I’d endured sex with Kevin for an entire year. Even during my period, he’d force to satisfy him sohow.
Rare were the nights he left be.
But through all that darkness, never once had I felt what I experienced with Perry. He was intense, yes, but incredibly attentive to what I needed. He fulfilled completely, made shatter apart.
He satisfied first. Beyond that angry sex at the beginning, everything else was...
earth-shattering.
I touched my tender flesh, feeling the slickness there. When I rubbed myself, it couldn’t compare to Perry’s touch.
Monts later, I snapped from my dirty thoughts and quickly dressed, fixing my appearance. I found him waiting outside with a velvet box in his hands.
"Turn around," he commanded. His voice remained rough but softer than usual.
I accepted the velvet box he offered and opened it. A necklace and matching earrings lay inside. When I turned, Perry fastened the necklace around my throat and helped with the earrings.
In the mirror, I looked stunning.
"Those belonged to my mother. I want you to have them."
I spun around, disbelief washing over . "But... they’re too precious."
"So are you." He pulled against him from behind, chin resting on my shoulder as he kissed my neck. "You’re beautiful."
For the first ti in forever, I believed it. Looking at my reflection, I didn’t hate what I saw. I was beautiful.
***
Perry took to the shopping district, and I felt completely overwheld. Not just because he bought countless dresses, shirts, pants, jewelry and more, but walking beside him in public presented its own challenge.
Most people had only heard rumors that the king found his mate, but many didn’t believe it. After nearly a year, no palace announcent about a future queen had co.
So when they saw the king with a woman, they couldn’t help staring at . They’d bow before him, but I felt their gazes tracking my every move.
Only then did I understand why I hadn’t received this treatnt walking with Timothy.
"He keeps plenty of won at his disposal," Perry said, handing another shirt and pants to the sales assistant helping us.
Perry asked about my style preferences, selecting pieces he thought I’d like while encouraging to choose more. We weren’t leaving until I picked at least five items I wanted from the store.
"Won?"
Perry chuckled at my surprise over this fact, since most wouldn’t expect the royal gamma to be soone who chard won and slept with anything available.
That last thought made wince, but I realized why people hadn’t reacted the sa when I walked with Timothy—they’d assud I was just another of his conquests.
Sohow, that irritated .
At day’s end, Perry brought to an upscale restaurant atop a towering building where city lights sparkled below us.
"This is gorgeous," I whispered, but Perry caught every word from across our table.
Our corner table sat against floor-to-ceiling windows, imrsing us in the city’s nightti glow.
"Do you like it?" Perry asked, eyes locked on , and I caught that warm expression when he saw my smile.
"Yes."
It was rare, but we ended the day on a perfect note—and it only got better when we returned to the palace.
Perry spent the night making love to . I lost track of how many tis I climaxed, screaming his na when the intensity beca too much.
anwhile, Perry consud like a starved beast finally finding his feast.
The last thing I rembered before passing out from another orgasm was his electric blue eyes burning into , blazing with lustful fire. He wanted —there was no question.
I’d never been desired this fiercely before, not even with Kevin. That alpha had only shown lust and pain.
But Perry gave real pleasure, and I’d never get enough.
***
I woke to soreness between my thighs.
Heat radiated through as I noticed Perry sleeping, his arms cocooning my body.
But when I shifted to turn over, nausea hit hard. I shoved him away and rushed to the bathroom, emptying last night’s dinner into the toilet. When I finished, I gasped heavily.
Thankfully, Perry slept too deeply to notice.
Exhaustion overwheld after vomiting everything. I sat on the floor after flushing, staring blankly ahead as dizziness washed over .
This had to be the poison’s effect. I needed to stop taking it orally. I reminded myself never to do it again—I’d die before achieving my goal.
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