Maternal Instincts Novelas e Histórias

If he can’t stop staring at it when it’s clothed, I have to think he’ll be even more interested to see me in all my naked glory. Sure enough, Ethan’s wolfish eyes travel from my face to my enlarged breasts, so sensitive to the touch. His gaze rakes further south, lingering on my belly, so obviously swollen with his child. His nostrils flare as he breathes in the scent of my desire, which is always rampant these days. I can imagine how I must look to him, both full of maternal strength and utter vulnerability. Few things can make a mate feel more protective than a breeding mate, and I need to trigger those possessive instincts if I’m going to win him back.

I gathered herbs and whispered ancient words of protection, my hands guided by an instinctual knowledge that seemed to emanate from deep within my very core. As the days turned into weeks, the physical evidence of my impending motherhood became undeniable. The gentle swell of my abdomen served as a constant reminder of the lives I carried, and with each passing day, my connection to them grew stronger. I spoke to them, whispered words of love and reassurance, as if willing them to feel the depths of my devotion. They were my strength, my reason to keep fighting, and I would do anything to ensure their safety and happiness.

And here I was, sitting there, suddenly craving it like a madwoman. Why did I challenge him again if it's all backfiring on me? Am I stu.pid? Am I just provoking this instead of cooling things down? I mentally shook my head, feeling lost and confused. Why couldn’t he be ugly? I tried to imagine him with a fat, hairy body, but my mind betrayed me. All I could see was a handsome, strong guy with perfectly sculpted muscles. My primitive instincts found him so irresistible, I swear my brain wanted to make babies with him. What is it about our ancient instincts that drives us to choose the strongest, the best from the gene pool, and just go for it?

But seeing her lose consciousness, I knew that what she did took a huge toll on her, coupled with the fact that she had just given birth to our pups. I tried listening to her heartbeat as she didn’t respond to me, only to hear it slowing down gradually to the point of hearing it very faintly. I panicked and started remembering every word and caution of my mother and Hera concerning her. Every word began playing back in my mind as they told me about her purpose and destiny. Mother’s very last conversations with me started flooding in and replaying themselves in my mind.

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