Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 145606 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 728(@200wpm)___ 582(@250wpm)___ 485(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145606 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 728(@200wpm)___ 582(@250wpm)___ 485(@300wpm)
I had felt flames across my face, and Amy had snorted with laughter. I froze and watched her, it was the first time she had laughed since it happened. My mother and father must’ve noticed as well but they were better at hiding their reactions. Even with the undercurrent of sorrow that seemed ever present at the table these days, it had been nice. Cade and my father got on like a house on fire, although I suspect Cade may have had words with my father before searching for me. My mother of course adored him from the get go.
I was worried he might be overwhelmed, but he seemed completely comfortable, although his hand was still clutching mine, even though he could only eat with one hand. This was the case for me too, but I could barely nibble, so much was going through my brain. He noticed this and immediately let me go.
“Eat please, babe. I know our baby is getting big and strong, but you need more meat on your bones,” he told me softly.
I nodded, he clasped my hand again and brought it to his mouth, kissing it softly before setting it down on the table, allowing me to pick up a knife and fork.
I put a couple bites in my mouth before I realized the table was silent. My mouth full I looked up to find everyone staring at Cade and me. My Mum’s eyes were full with tears, my father’s were on Cade, full of respect, Amy’s were full of happiness and something else.
“What?” I demanded through my food.
My mother’s eyes instantly narrowed. “Gwen, don’t talk with your mouth full, Cade will think we’re savages,” she scolded.
I almost choked on my food at this ridiculous remark, managing to swallow without needing the heimlich. Cade smirked at me out of the corner of his mouth.
I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye, Cade leaned against the door, his eyes glowing. I didn’t move my eyes from his but I felt slightly shy under his gaze. I grabbed my robe to cover up.
“Don’t,” he commanded, his voice barely above a growl. He slowly walked towards me, eyes devouring me. I shivered as he approached. He stood in front of me and slowly rubbed his hand against my belly, spreading the cream across its considerable expanse.
His eyes glued to my stomach, his voice was rough and soft at the same time. “What’s this for?”
I swallowed, his hands sending tingles down to my toes. “It’s for, um, stretch marks. So I don’t look like a tiger when Bun comes out,” I joked.
His eyes snapped to mine. “Any evidence you’ve carried my child is welcome to me.” His voice was full of possession.
“Bun?” he asked after a beat, eyes locked on mine.
“Well, um, when I found out about the baby, Amy and I joked about a bun in my oven. Guess the name stuck with me.” I was surprised that my voice was shaking, there seemed to be electricity crackling between us.
Cade got that unreadable look on his face again, gazing down at my stomach in awe. “Bun,” he repeated softly.
“Amy calls her Supe because she thinks you have super sperm,” I blurted.
Cade looked at me, face blank, then barked with laughter, then he stopped abruptly. “Her?” He continued his one syllable conversation.
I fiddled with my fingers, until he grasped them, I felt his gaze burning into mine and I lifted my eyes to meet his.
“Well I don’t know for sure, I never let the doctors tell me. It just didn’t feel right, you know, without you,” I stuttered over my words, feeling ridiculous for being so nervous, this was the father of my child for Christ sakes.
“I just have a feeling, it might be a she,” I told him quietly.
His hands moved from mine down to my hips, toying with the sides of my underwear. He growled slightly, then I was up. My legs automatically circled his waist as he carried me out of the bathroom to my bed, not showing any struggle at carrying my extra weight. He placed me down gently, slowly peeling off my underwear, kissing my legs on the way down. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach as his touch set me on fire.
He slowly worked his way back up, stopping at the crease in my thighs, inhaling like it was his first breath in months then continued up. My breath came in pants as he kissed every inch of my stomach, worshiping me. He made it to my breasts, fingers making short work on the front clasp, when I was exposed to him he let out a hiss.
“Sooo pregnancy makes your boobs grow, who knew?” I told him breathlessly.
His gaze ignited me, hands cupping my newly sensitive breasts. I moaned as his lips closed over my nipple, the sensation nearly unbearable. I was teetering on the edge, barely able to breathe as he pushed me over when his hand moved down to my clit. I let out a soundless scream as my orgasm washed over me. It seemed like hours later that I came down. Cade’s eyes were glued to my face, his own dark with desire.
“You are the most magnificent creature I have ever seen,” he declared roughly, his tone riddled with desire, his eyes almost black.
I slowly regained coherent thought and realized he was still dressed, I sat up slowly. “You. Naked. Now,” I commanded, breathing heavily.
Cade smiled wickedly and stood, divesting himself of his clothes in record time. He knelt before me, pulling me gently to the edge of the bed, spreading my legs. “I need to taste you so badly baby.” His face disappeared between my legs and I suppressed a scream as he devoured me like a starving man. Riding my second orgasm I vaguely noticed Cade’s body on top of mine.
“I need you inside me more than I need to breathe,” I whispered to him.
His hands framed my face, kissing me tenderly as he pushed inside me, he let out a grunt of pleasure as he filled me to the hilt. I opened my eyes.