Page 22 of Bullied Pregnant Mate

Before turning the shower head on, I checked the water, ensuring it was hot. I turned, sliding the bathroom door shut before I stripped down. I stepped under the shower, making sure it was hot enough. I felt my shoulders relax and closed my eyes, just listening to the water.

My mind traveled to a calmer world where my problems didn't exist. It was nice, and I sighed, letting the water wash over me.

I then could feel the way that Lucas squeezed my thighs, and I snapped my eyes open. Shit. I should have gone for a cold shower instead. A hot shower wasn’t going to help me get over this.

I just needed to shower quickly. I grabbed my shampoo and started to lather up my hair. I scrubbed, trying to ignore the thoughts blooming.

I heard a knock on the door, and then it opened. "Hey, Gina? Sorry, I need a few things in here."

I stiffened and poked my head out. Lucas stood in the door, no shirt on with just his boxers again. My eyes froze as I took in his bulge, and my thighs clenched together.

I quickly looked away, turning my attention to the tile and imagining it was the prettiest thing I'd ever seen. My face felt hot. "You…I.." I stuttered, unable to find my words.

"I'll be quick," he said, walking towards the counter. His eyes were already scanning the space, reaching for his deodorant.

The shower door was a thick glass, so it wasn't like he could see anything, but knowing he was in the same space as my naked body made my entire body grow hot.

I moved, going under the water. I closed my eyes, trying to be anywhere but there. I scrubbed at my head, imagining I was far away, sitting alone in my apartment surrounded by all my plants. There were no problems, no half-naked man a foot away from me.

"I'll be at work most of the day. Do you have plans?" he asked, and I could hear he was yawning as he asked.

"Yeah," I said, nodding my head. "I'll be working on the house."

I suddenly smelled his cologne and realized he must have sprayed it. I swallowed, feeling my mind grow foggy. It was an intoxicating smell that I couldn't ignore.

I leaned back against the tile and took a slow breath in. My body felt hot, too hot suddenly. And my wolf, she wasn't timid. She growled with need, want, really. I had denied her for so long.

I swallowed, closed my eyes, and slid my hand down my stomach. I shook, feeling my breath pitch as I traveled down. Itwas a bad idea, but if I didn't do something, I was going to go crazy with need.

"Did you sleep okay last night?" Lucas asked.

I slid my middle finger over my clit, feeling it was pulsing, and I was slick down there. I bite hard onto my lip, nodding my head. "I slept fine," I said breathily. I placed my other hand against the tile to keep myself up.

"Good. I was worried you wouldn't after Chris. I was right. Still a big prick. Hasn't changed. I think he’s become an even bigger asshole than he was before. Someone should really punch him; maybe it would put him back in place."

I rolled my finger over my clit exactly how I knew I liked it. I felt my knees growing weak, shaking as I took deep breaths. I swallowed, feeling the steam surrounding the space, coating the shower door and the tile.

I could hear Lucas moving, and knowing he was in the bathroom as I did this only made me feel even hotter. I wondered what he would say if he knew what I was doing just a foot away from him behind glass. I stared at his shape, taking in how tall he was.

I wondered what kind of lover he was. Was he a rough lover who took what he wanted, ravaging a body, or was he a gentle lover? Did he take his time, leaving marks as he moved?

I swallowed, sliding my other hand down and pressing a finger inside myself. I bite harder on my lip to keep myself from moaning. I was soaking wet, my finger slick with my own bodily fluids.

"Gina, did you hear me?"

I closed my mouth, knowing if I said anything, it was going to come out broken. I nodded my head. "Yeah," I said,rubbing my finger rougher over my clit. "He's a prick," I said, breathy.

I slid a second finger into myself and curled my finger up exactly where I knew I liked it. I softly moaned and instantly regretted it because it echoed around me louder than the water. I stiffened, suddenly regretting it.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice shifting into concern. “I figured you would have plenty to say about him.”

I froze, looking at the glass. I knew that Lucas couldn't see what I was doing, only the outline of my body. I shook my head. "I'm fine. Just...just have a lot on my mind."

"A lot of dirty thoughts,"my wolf purred.“Are you imagining if it was him? If it was his fingers curling inside you?”

I continued to move my fingers, feeling that build-up was beginning in my belly. I could hear Lucas moving around, and I softly moaned, praying the water covered the sound this time. But as embarrassed as I was, I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop.

I could see his body moving, and his hand was placed against the glass. His fingers were sprayed out, and I stared at them. "Gina, are you sure you're okay? You sound…off. Are you crying?"

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