After I had made my peace with my expected departure after the baby was born, I decided to focus on the bright side. After all, I would always have a place to look back to, people whom it ward my heart to think of.
“Rosalie, it isn’t that bad!” Georgia laughed as I stared at the green goop that had been given for to eat.
“Do I have to eat that?” I replied, wide-eyed, as I let it drop from the spoon back into the bowl. I looked up at Vicky and Georgia, bewildered at the amusent they found in the situation.
“Estrella said it’s a protein pudding, and filled with nutrients—”
“But so is real food,” I protested in a voice only I could hear. I put the bowl down and picked up the orange juice sitting on the tray. “Am I not allowed to have real food? Bacon, eggs– sothing.”
Georgia burst into laughter again, shaking her head. “You’d better listen, Vicky. Rosalie is the pregnant one, and she knows what her body wants.”
It had been a few days since I had been locked down in my room, and I was going absolutely stir-crazy. I wasn’t confined to my bed anymore, at least, but I struggled with the healthy nu that Estrella had put on.
“Georgia, don’t encourage her. You know what Estrella said–” Vicky replied, giving Georgia a serious look, before I cut her off.
“Then could you please talk to Estrella?” I pleaded. “I don’t know why, I just want bacon.”
Knocking drew my attention away from the food matter towards the door to the main quarters.
I turned to see Ethan standing there with one hand in his pocket. As I watched, his cold look turned to one of confusion.
“Anything wrong?” He seed curious about the tension in the room due to the bacon situation.
Ethan had been a man of his word. He ca and saw when he could. A lot of the ti, there wasn’t a trendous amount of conversation that happened– but he always made a point to visit.
Though the visits were short, they were always the highlight of my day.
“Estrella is making Rosalie eat green goop, and she is pissed and wants bacon.” Georgia burst into laughter as she made her explanation. “It’s funny.”
“Georgia...” I muttered. Oh gosh, the last thing I wanted Ethan to worry about was my diet.
Ethan’s eyebrows shot up, and a surprised look crossed his face.
Then he quickly pulled out his phone from his pocket and made a call, walking away from us as he did.
I looked toward Vicky and Georgia in confusion. Both won shrugged their shoulders, having no idea what he was doing.
Ethan walked back and turned to . “It’s been handled. Now, how are you feeling?”
My hand instinctively went down to my stomach, and I smiled, looking at him. “I feel great, actually. No more nausea. I seem to be back to normal.”
“Except for your food cravings,” Georgia mumbled, causing Vicky to snicker in amusent.
My eyes turned to them both, narrowing into a glare. “I do not have cravings.”
“Oh, really?” Georgia exclaid with a smile. “One word... bacon.”
“Oh, not just bacon,” Vicky interjected. “Don’t forget steak and roasted potatoes with extra gravy and bacon pieces. Oh, and strawberries, as well as yogurt– and, of course, the chocolate cake, but not just any chocolate cake... only the one our chef makes back ho.”
“But he makes the best one...” I mumbled quietly, looking at them in shock.
This ti, it was Ethan who chuckled softly. All three of us turned to look at him in surprise.
Quickly, he cleared his throat and turned to his sister. “Georgia, go check the kitchen.”
Georgia was beyond puzzled. "Why ...?" Then she realized. “Hey, if you don’t want us around, you can just say it! Hahaha...”
He shot a glare at her, and her laughter imdiately quieted down, though she kept snickering.
Vicky jumped up, grabbed Georgia’s arms, and pulled her towards the door. As she exited the room, I heard her murmur, "Of course, Alpha, we’ll go check the kitchen right now!"
Suddenly, the forrly-busy room quieted down. I realized Ethan’s eyes were back on .
Since I’d decided to cherish every day I spent with the Drogomor pack... with Ethan... I gave him a bright smile. "Thanks for checking on ."
He moved towards without saying a word, leaning down and scooping up.
"Ethan!" I gasped.
“Good, you’ve gained so weight,” he comnted as he walked toward the bedroom.
“I–I did?” I was caught off guard.
To make sure I didn’t fall, in a panic, looped my arms around his neck, and I thought I saw his lips lifted up slightly.
As the door closed, I imdiately found my back gently pressed against it, with Ethan’s hands upon my hips.
It took by surprise, scaring for a mont before I had the courage to look up at him.
"E... Ethan...?"
“Don’t move,” he ordered.
The mont his sentence ended, his lips captured mine in a frenzy, and I found myself lost in his kisses. His tongue pressed against my mouth, demanding my lips part ways so that he could enter and taste once again.
I didn’t refuse him. How could I ever refuse him?
The deeper the kiss got, the more frantic his movents were. His hands were wandering my body and caressing every inch of .
“Ethan...” I whispered softly as he kissed my chin towards my neck. “We can’t...”
“Why can’t we?” he growled softly, placing a nip at my shoulder that sent a shiver of pleasure straight to my core.
“Georgia and Vicky could co back any minute...”
I moaned again, and he picked up and gently laid down on the bed.
“And?”
His fingers made quick work at pulling my leggings down, and before I could protest, he dropped to his knees beside the bed and pressed his face into my core, inhaling my scent.
“I can sll my child growing inside you,” he groaned.
His tongue flicked out and captured the sensitive bud of my core, causing to moan again in pleasure.
“Oh–” I panted. “Ethan, oh my goddess...”
It didn’t take long before he was tipping over the edge of reason and I was coming undone in his mouth as his tongue licked up every drop I had to spill.
As I watched him rise to his knees, I expected him to thrust into . But instead, he picked up my panties and leggings and helped put them back on.
He wasn’t going further with ... I felt ashad, but I was a little disappointed.
He gritted his teeth. “Estrella says that you can’t have sex right now...” Sohow, I felt I needed to pray for Estrella.
Then he chuckled softly.
The more ti we spent together, the less I felt like I understood him. Before, he was so distant and cold to , and now he was acting sweet and affectionate. I had conflicted feelings, considering the contrast from his usual state of mind.
With my pants back on, he helped stand and smoothed a part of my hair out before leaning down to capture my lips once more. The taste of my arousal was still on his tongue.
“Will you co back again later?” I asked him, hoping he would say “yes.”
However, my question was t with a sigh. “I have etings, and I’m not sure what ti I’ll be out of them.” That ant he wouldn’t be back tonight.
“Don’t worry about it!” I exclaid. “And thank you.”
“For what?”
“Actually having a conversation with ,” I said with a smile.
Then I saw his face turn stern.
As he opened the bedroom door, I walked out to find a large, covered silver platter on a side table, and Vicky and Georgia looking at both Ethan and with amusent.
My face could not have burned hotter.
“Well, you both reek of sex,” Georgia said, causing Vicky to choke on her drink and to dry cough due to embarrassnt.
“Oh my goddess!” Vicky exclaid. “Just because you’re Alpha’s sister doesn’t an you can act like that.”
Georgia wasn’t the least bit deterred, though. Instead, she found it all hilarious.
“I’m just glad that Ethan has finally figured out the woman he wants to be with.”
Ethan’s whole bearing changed at Georgia’s words.
“I have to go,” he rushed out, and then he stord out of our room.
I tried not to read too much into Ethan’s reaction, and changed the subject instead, exclaiming, “Sothing slls great!”
“BACON!” Vicky, and Georgia yelled at the sa ti in a fit of laughter.
Sure enough, as I walked toward the tray and lifted the lid, I saw a massive mound of freshly-cooked bacon.
When Ethan said he handled it, he hadn’t been joking. He was making sure to get everything I wanted.
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