The Almighty Alpha Wins Back His Rejected Mate
Chapter 1039

I believed we were set for some peaceful rest, yet…As we embraced, I was puzzled by his unexpected arousal.

Frustration bubbled up within me, leading me to thump him on the chest.

“Haven’t we indulged enough last night?” I questioned, perplexed.

Caleb gazed at me with an innocent expression.

“It’s mot under my control.

It’s just a natural response.

Whenever I’m near you, it happens.

There’s nothing I can do about it.

”

He rolled over, positioning himself atop me, and said in a charming tone, “Baby, how about another round, huh? I assure you, just once more.

”

I had no other option but to concur.

On this occasion, Caleb was exceptionally thoughtful.

He took care of the foreplay.

He bit my earlobe and let out a heavy breath against my neck.

He gently touched my clitoris with his fingers, attempting to slip them into my vagina until it was moistened with arousal.

“Debra, you belong to me.

You can only belong to me.

”

Caleb caressed the back of my knees, parting my legs.

With a deft movement, he then removed my lace underwear.

With a stifled noise, he leaned over and entered me with his penis.

“Ah…”

I closed my eyes.

Caleb kept moving slowly.

The continuous motions sent shivers through my body.

My blood raced, heating every vein as if my body was on the brink of unraveling.

“Honey, move faster…” I couldn’t help urging him.

“Okay.

”

Caleb pressed his lips to mine and quickened his rhythm, moving within me more swiftly.

In the end, we both reached our climax together.

After Caleb ejaculated, he nuzzled his face into my chest.

Following a brief rest, we dressed and made our way downstairs.

Elena and Dylan were already there, helping the household staff lay out the breakfast table.

They attentively followed the instructions, carefully placing each piece of tableware.

Dylan’s health had visibly improved, his cheeks flush with color, a testament to the effectiveness of the medication Brian and Melany had developed.

We shared breakfast as a family.

In the middle of the meal, Elena asked in her sweet tone, “Mom, Dad, when will Dylan be well enough to stop going to the hospital? I wish we could hang out and go to school together more often so we won’t feel lonely.

”

Dylan glanced at us, his eyes wide with hope.

The bond between the siblings was noticeably strong, perhaps because they had been apart for so long.

Unlike other siblings, they never fought and seemed to cherish every moment together.

“He’ll be back home with us in just a few days,” I assured her, comforting her with a smile.