The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus) novel Chapter 258

Magnus raised an eyebrow. "Well, he has a nanny, and you are so busy with your design sketches and chatting with me. Who has time for him?"

Natalia laughed at his comment and continued to sketch her design.

Magnus stood quietly behind her, watching the sunlight illuminate her hair. He longed to hold her close and kiss her enticing red lips. As he thought it, he did it. He moved her design sketch aside, and with his warm hand, he gently held her small, hand.

"Darling, stay with me. I'm feeling lonely." His dark eyes were as captivating as the ocean, looking at Natalia's small face.

Natalia rolled her eyes, utterly speechless. But before she could respond, Magnus had already lifted her into his arms and was heading towards the bedroom. "Hey, what are you doing?" She protested.

Magnus kicked the bedroom door open with his foot and then kicked it closed. "What do you think, sweetheart?"

He laid her down on the bed, his tall figure pressing down on her. "I want you. Feel this..." he said, pressing his arousal against her stomach.

Natalia's mind was a whirl of confusion. "But... it's daytime, and Jonas will be here any minute!"

"He's playing in the yard. Darling, I need you..." He leaned down and kissed her lips, assertively prying open her lips and exploring her mouth.

Not giving her any chance to resist, he began to undress her. His masculine scent and the stimulating aroma of his hormones filled her nostrils.

Natalia tried to resist, but her hands were captured, and his kisses traveled down to her neck and ears. His kisses were aggressive, yet tender, not sparing any part of her.

When Natalia had become a soft puddle of pleasure, and her consciousness started to blur, Magnus claimed her.

In the bedroom, bathed in the sunset, their lovemaking was passionate. It wasn't until Jonas knocked on the door that Magnus finally took a satisfied Natalia to the bathroom.

After cleaning up, he tucked a sleeping Natalia into bed before opening the door. At the door, Jonas was wide-eyed. "Where's Mommy? What were you guys doing?"

Magnus stood in the doorway. "Mommy's sleeping, be a good boy."

He bent down to pick up Jonas. "Jonas, I have a question for you. Would you like a little brother or sister?"

Little Jonas immediately nodded. "Yes!"

"Okay, don't disturb mommy then. She'll give you a little brother or sister to play with."

"Really?"

"Absolutely!"

Father and son met eyes and erupted into laughter.

Life was sweet, and the days passed quickly. The family of three lived happily in France. It felt as if there weren't enough hours in the day.