Chapter Six: The Wedding & Protective ClaimingMy belly was gloriously round at six months pregnant. My tits had grown heavy and full, constantly leaking sweet milk that Damien drank from me multiple times a day. Walking made my swollen pussy lips rub together, keeping me in a constant state of low-level arousal. I was a vision of fertile, dripping womanhood, and tonight I was becoming Damien Blackwood’s wife.The Shadow Garden had been transformed into a darkly romantic wonderland for our wedding. Crimson roses, black silk drapes, and a central altar-like platform where the ceremony and consummation would take place. Guests filled the seats club members in masks and finery, all eager for the show.I walked down the aisle in a sheer white lace gown that clung to my pregnant curves, my heavy breasts barely contained, my round belly proudly displayed, and my dripping cunt visible through a strategic slit. Damien waited for me in a tailored black suit, his eyes burning with love and raw
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