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,she said then sebastine watched her closely Sebastine "Your stomach burning hot,huh mell Melissa "I said am fine Seb, Sebastine "Ok let's go home now, Melissa "Ok dear, Sebastine "Mel,we had sex just two?", panicking days ago Melissa "Yes and so? Sebastine "And you say your stomach was burning hot,hmmm Melissa "Yes it's was but not anymore,you think am pregnant or what,huh Seb Sebastine "Yea am thinking maybe,

Her snot was dripping, but she still continued speaking between breaths. “Do I really have to break it down for you?! You want me to tell you how many times? Where? What position? How many minutes?!” She sniffed loudly in between her anger. “You want me to include how many times I cursed?!” “Yes, we had sex! Not just once, but… okay, a lot! And even if it just started, early pregnancy is possible! G****e it, sir! I get fertilized fast, sorry not sorry if I’m fertile and your son has Olympic-level swimmers!”

That was also when I was forced to another reality, that I had to go on with a marriage that didn't count, one that involved Camilla, and so she gave birth to the pregnant woman that I am in. I pushed everything to the back of my mind, my fingers curled on my lap, and suddenly it turns. I have a feeling that it has very little to do with the déjà vu, and more to do with the fact that this time I'm heading over to Italy and on a search for Jasmine.

“You have no idea how tasty you are Giselle, your body, scent and the feel of you drives me crazy “ he said with his deep voices laced with lust I could feel how wet my core had become with just his words and hands on me but at the back of my mind I knew for a fact we couldn’t go further than this. It wasn’t because I wasn’t ready to completely move on from Raven but because I was pregnant and I’m certain it isn’t a good idea to have sex while pregnant.

That asshole Beta of mine, definitely DID NOT need any of my help until and unless, they wanted me to join for a threesome (eww) but it was as clear as day, that they did not need that too. "Mhmm mate,” Xeon groaned as he ravished the relatively smaller man and kissed him senseless against the huge tree trunk. "Fuck !,” Dre grunted as his frantic fingers curled in Xeon's hair while the later increased the friction between their frantic, hormonal bodies. Aaaaannnddd boys and girls, that is how you get fucking pregnant during your teenage years if you go wild in a fucking open forest and do not keep your head in the mission assigned to you.

I asked him. He glanced at me a second time, I could sense the fear in his eyes. He started to speak very carefully: "We ran several tests. "For what? Food poisoning?" "No." He said, shaking his head. "Then what?" He hesitated. “You are pregnant.”

From what? From who? My fingers curled into the sheets. “You’re talking about a pregnancy,” Cole said carefully. “Not a ledger entry.” Lucien’s voice dropped. “In my world, there’s no difference.” I swallowed hard, heart pounding loud enough that I was sure they’d hear it through the door. “The fluctuations,” Cole went on, quieter now. “They’re unusual, yes. But not unheard of. Stress, trauma, overlapping hormonal….” “Overlapping?” Lucien interrupted.

Then he looks at me. “Don’t poke too hard,” I warned. He chuckles before kissing me. I know he is not going to listen, and I was right because 10 minutes later he was ramming into me, slamming the bed against the wall as we moaned in ecstasy. I guess he was right after all. Having sex while pregnant is fun. The night was pleasurable and long. We were both finally happy and at peace. What we didn’t know is that a certain ex wife is somewhere fuming and pacing in anger and also planning something to destroy our happiness.

And though his words hadn’t been filled with promises and romantic declarations, there had been something raw in his voice—an emotion I hadn’t expected from a man who made power plays before breakfast. Still, it didn’t change the reality. I was pregnant. And now he knew. I kicked off my heels and padded barefoot to the kitchen, pouring myself a glass of water I didn’t really want. My stomach was tight, not from morning sickness but nerves. I hadn’t told anyone else. Not my best friend, not my mom, not even my doctor beyond the confirmation appointment. It was too fragile, too early. Too real. My phone buzzed from the counter. Nathan: I meant what I said. I want to be involved. Let’s take thi

Thankfully, Zivon was able to dodge in time, and after raising a slight brow, he was prompted to say, “Drink a bit slower…” Watching as the worried man began patting her back, Xavia couldn’t help but squint. Was he seriously not aware that he was the reason why she had accidentally spat out all that fruit tea?! Shaking her head, she then took the book from Zivon’s hand to read its header… ‘Pleasing your pregnant wife down to her soul. During pregnancy, women tend to be less sexually active. Here are a few tricks to-’ Slamming the book shut, the embarrassed woman then grabbed another book from Zivon’s pile… and to her dismay, this one was titled, ‘Getting your pregnant wife high.’ W-what were