Pregnant with Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance
“Sex is dangerous–I think my tombstone will be the first one you will see with those words. My mouth still tastes like I sucked on some dirty pennies, and my whole body is aching, I can smell food being prepared in the kitchen from here, I can smell your perfume and can even tell you exactly what bath salts and soap you used today. My boobs feel like someone is using them as a pin cushion… wait do you think Emily made a voodoo doll of me?”
“Ohhkay! I think we should add delusions and anxiety to the list of your symptoms. Maybe we should go see the doctor just to make sure everything is all right,” Shelby suggests, and I nod in agreement.
When we reach the medical room, Nurse Nancy smiles at