Given to the Gladiator Read Online Olivia T. Turner

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Historical Fiction, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
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She hurries onto the seat of the carriage and I hop up beside her and grab the reins to the two horses.

“That’s Pegasus!” she says with a gasp.

“No, love,” I say with a smile. “Pegasus has wings. These are two ordinary horses.”

She rolls her eyes at me and grins. “I know that! It’s my horse. Pegasus. We escaped together and now he’s here. Septimus purchased the two of us. I didn’t know where he was.”

My heart swells in my chest as we ride out of the city together, loaded with chests full of all the treasures that Septimus accumulated. It’s ours now.

But more importantly, we have each other. And we’re never letting that go.

Four long days of traveling later and we’re boarding a boat to sail to the island of Crete. From there, we’ll sail to a small island like I’ve seen in my dreams where we can start a family and live the life my Elovissa deserves.

“You are the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen,” I say to her as she stands on the bow of the boat. The sun is shining in her striking blonde hair, making it glow like Venus herself has put a blessing on it.

She smiles as the warm breeze washes over her gorgeous face. “Tell me again about the future you see.”

She moans as I take her in my arms. I’m never able to resist touching this woman. My body aches when she’s not near it.

“We’ll purchase a farm overlooking the sea on a small quiet island where the only fighting is between the gentle waves lapping against the sun-bleached rocks.”

She smiles as she looks up at me. The fortune that Septimus accumulated at my expense was quite significant and we can purchase whatever property we please.

“We’ll have boys. Lots of them. Six strapping young boys with enough muscle for an army or to raise a harvest so big it will make us the richest couple on the island.”

“Six?” she says with a gulp. “All boys?”

“Yes,” I say with a firm nod. “All stout young boys.”

“I don’t think you get to pick that,” she says as she presses her soft breasts against my stomach.

“We’ll see,” I say with an unstoppable smile as the boat sails away from the mainland toward our new future that’s looking more perfect by the second. “A man as virile as me cannot help but breed his woman with boys.”

She smiles as she looks up at me like she knows something I don’t.

“I can’t wait,” she says and I can’t help but take her mouth in a deep sensual kiss.

Epilogue

Elovissa

16 years later…

Kaeso was right about the number of kids we had—six—but that’s where the accuracy of his predictions ended.

“Breakfast!” I shout when the wheat pancakes are ready.

Kaeso is the first at the table followed closely by his six daughters.

“Hello, Papa,” they all say one by one, kissing his cheeks as they take their spots around the table. I walk up to where he’s sitting at the head and he wraps an arm around my waist as we watch them dig into the bowls of dates, honey, grilled fish, nuts, peaches, and wheat pancakes.

The look on his face is pure joy as he watches the six blonde girls fill their plates.

“Are you working today, Papa?” our eight-year-old Camilla asks.

“I’m the only member of the Vigiles on the island, Camilla,” he says as I fill his plate with food. “I’m always working even when I’m not.”

When our quaint island of five thousand people named Kaeso to be the one to watch over them and patrol the streets, crime dropped to zero overnight. I guess the criminals got one look of my giant of a man in his uniform and decided to retire.

“But will you be painting?” Camilla asks.

He looks up at me and I smile. “Yes,” he says with a grin. “I was planning on painting by the water.”

The girls are up to something. Mischief no doubt. The only people on the island who don’t fear Kaeso are his girls. When they get into trouble, he tries to bark orders and be the tough guy, but they all see right through his bark.

“You snarl and pounce around like a lion,” I always tell him, “but your daughters know that when it comes to them, you’re nothing more than a little cub with hearts in his eyes.”

“Am I that obvious?” he answers with a grin.

“I bet you’ll paint your best masterpiece yet,” Alba says with a wide smile.

Yup. They’re definitely up to some mischief.

After the food is gone and the girls have cleaned up, they scamper out of the house leaving me and Kaeso alone.

“Can I walk with you?” I ask when he’s gathered his painting supplies.

“Of course,” he says with a smile as he wraps his arm around me. “I’ll never say no to my muse.”


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