Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
Twenty decapitated heads lay inside, stacked high in a sinister pyramid. The coppery stench of blood hung thick in the air.
Even Wassily had to repress a shudder at the gruesome sight.
After that box, I decided to not bother Mrs. Delphine anymore.
* * *
Emily’s third trimester arrived and my focus shifted to us getting married before our son’s birth.
Once again, Emily was adamant about the ceremony happening after our son’s birth. She had some gown that she was destined to wear, and kept talking about how she wanted to look perfect for that day.
By now my mouse’s stomach had grown to be the size of a beach ball. It made me smile every time I saw her, but she seemed uncomfortable with her new weight.
I couldn’t understand why. I enjoyed every new curve and relished in nibbling on her softer layers. To me, she looked ravishing. Her breasts were fuller. Her ass was bigger and even softer than a pillow. And nothing could compare to the breathtaking glow on her face.
Plus, there was nothing like pregnant pussy. Emily got wet faster, and those hormones made her want my cock all the time.
Back and forth, we argued about the wedding date.
Eventually, I gave in to her delaying the wedding, especially since she let me have my lions at the reception.
* * *
Then one morning arrived and changed everything.
Sunlight spilled through the drapes, casting a golden glow onto the bed and our naked bodies.
Sex and her sweet perfume drenched our master bedroom.
“Oh, Kaz!” Moaning, Emily lay on her side while I slowly pumped my cock into her from behind.
With my other hand, I caressed her swollen clit. “You like that, mysh?”
“Yes, baby.”
“Are you going to take this cock all day?”
“Fuck yes.”
Groaning, I drove my cock deeper into her.
Then, suddenly, her phone rang. This time it wasn’t the usual tone. Instead, it was a loud shrilling chime.
“Oh wait.” Emily reached back and touched my hip, trying to stop my strokes. “That’s Misha.”
“That is the last thing I want to hear while I am deep inside of you.” I thrust hard into her pussy.
“Kaz.” She tried to scoot away. “I need to answer that.”
I gripped her hips. “Are you trying to have me kill my cousin?”
“Move.” Emily shoved my hands away and struggled with getting up.
We were toward of the end of her pregnancy and moving around proved to be more and more of a challenge for her each day.
I pulled my cock out of her. “Why the hell are you stopping sex to talk to Misha?”
“His people are watching J.P. and Eden.” She slid off the bed and grabbed her phone. “He told me he would call when Eden was having her baby.”
“Surely, that could still wait.” I sat up in bed.
“Kaz, it cannot wait—”
“I have needs, mysh!”
“You need to shut your spoiled ass up.” She turned on the phone and placed it next to her ear. “Hello. Yeah. Really? Are you sure?”
I gazed down at my wet cock. “Is she serious?”
“Yay! I’m so excited.” She put Misha on speaker.
To my annoyance, Misha’s voice filled the room, completely erasing my erection. “Eden has her midwife team with her. Jean-Pierre’s property is crowded with family and friends.”
“Yeah, but what about the baby?” Emily slowly headed over to her robe that was draped on the chaise lounge near the window.
“There is no baby yet.” Misha cleared his throat. “Emily, she just went into labor and our belief is that she will have a water birth.”
“Okay. What does that mean for me?” Emily picked up her robe. “Can you still get some footage?”
Something spilled from her thigh.
I squinted my eyes.
What is that?
It was an odd fluid streaming down her thighs and legs.
What the hell?
Misha continued, “Unfortunately, we will not be able to get footage of the birth, but we should be able to get some pictures of the baby once born.”
“Aww.” Emily began putting the robe on as more fluid streamed down her leg. “Can’t we at least put a camera in the ocean or on a tree branch?”
“Ocean or tree branch?” Misha sighed. “Here we are a team of highly intellectual technicians, yet you have solved it all for us. Sure, we will just put a camera in the ocean.”
“Mysh?” I got out of the bed and headed toward her.
“No need to be an asshole, Misha. I was just saying.” Emily rolled her eyes. “Thanks for doing this for me.”
“You’re welcome, Emily.”
“By any chance will you be allowing Max to come home or are you going to just continue to keep him from me?”
“I am sorry, Emily. I believe our connection is breaking up.”
“Sure it is.” She hung up and rolled her eyes again.
I stood in front of her, grabbed her robe, and snatched it open.
“What are you doing, Kaz?”
My nerves flared. “Your water broke.”
“What?” She gazed down at her legs. “Oh my God!”