Page 191 of Toxic

"I had to run. I was entering fighting mode, and it would’ve ended in tragedy. I had a bit of a crisis, but everything’s sorted out now. And the best part is, I have a strange feeling that Liam’s situation is about to get a lot better."

"What he did—"

I shook my head.

"It’s all okay now. We had a situation, and I’ll tell you about it in a minute. But I’m starting to think maybe Fate wanted it this way—to lead everything to this point, so you could reject him, and in his despair, he would cross paths with the one person who’s right for him."

Perhaps I was overinterpreting; maybe these conclusions were too quick. But something told me I wasn’t wrong.

"I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about, but if you say Liam’s situation improved in a few hours, then I’m overjoyed for him. I want him to find the happiness I have, and… I’m not letting that slip away." He cupped my face, giving it a warning squeeze. "No running away from me, okay? You’re mine, and that’s final."

"No running away from me too, okay? You’re mine, and that’s final."

He narrowed his eyes, his dark eyebrows drawing together as he locked his gaze with mine, an intense determination in his voice: "Together. Forever."

"I’m glad you two worked things out!" came my brother’s voice from behind us. Winter walked up to us slowly, a discreet smile on his face. "By the way, Soren, welcome to the family."

EPILOGUE

Soren sat on my hips, slowly swaying up and down. It wasn't easy, given that his belly was so big and bulging, but that didn't mean his pregnancy cravings had diminished. Supported on the back of the chair, he slowly impaled himself on my swollen dick. His opening was wet, and I slid inside with ease. Soren's body was already getting ready to give birth, his pelvic muscles more relaxed. His eyes were fixed on my face, and I moved my gaze down his beautiful body, that remained slender despite the huge protrusion at his front.

On my way down, I paid some attention to his nipples, which had become even more prominent, swollen with milk—a thin, pearly trickle of which was now running down his chest as he rode me. I scooped up some of it and licked my finger, under his watchful gaze.

His cheeks were flushed, and his lips were parted. He sighed softly, protractedly, impaling himself on my stiff manhood.

"Yes… yes…" he murmured under his breath, closing his eyes and picking up the pace slightly. I admired him for still having the strength to have sex with me in such a position, despite his heavy belly. As often as he wanted to do it, I was fully on board! Watching his gorgeous body, which remained perfecteven with the baby bump at his front, was the height of pleasure for me. And the pleasure was growing much too fast now…

"Oh, baby, you feel so good, so wet for me…" I moaned, putting my hands on his slim hips and encouraging him to speed up a bit more, bringing us closer to climax. Soren's thigh muscles worked beautifully, damp with sweat, rising and falling, pulling my dick in and out of his hole. This, of course, couldn't last too long; that's how it worked between us. We didn't have to worry about running out of orgasms. Five minutes, and we were at our peaks.

Soren tilted his head back, presenting me with his exquisite, long neck, on the sides of which ran a barbed wire tattoo. My fingers slid over his hardened nipples, squeezing them lightly, and a few more drops of milk dripped onto Soren's belly. Then he let out a deep moan, and his stiff dick bounced up and down, splashing semen all over my abdomen. I could feel his orgasm in my nervous system, we were so much in sync—so I quickly joined in, exploding inside Soren's hot insides, feeling a wave of his wetness flood me. Unexpectedly abundant wetness…?

"Wet, so wet…" I muttered, although a bit surprised by the squelching sounds. Soren did not look down, he had to tilt his head slightly to the side to see what was under his belly. A large amount of clear liquid was now spilling onto my crotch.

"Wait, what’s this?"

"What?" I groaned, still dazed from the orgasm.

"This liquid… I think my water just broke!"

I stared in shock at the clear puddle that had now partially dripped down over my stomach and hips.

"How do you feel? Any contractions or anything like that?"

"Besides the orgasm, I didn’t feel any, but that might’ve masked it." He slowly pulled himself off my dick, and as soon as his feet touched the floor, we saw another gush of fluid.

"Fuck! This is it!"

Soren’s eyes met mine, filled with a mix of shock and overwhelming emotions.

"Yeah, this is it. I made it to the end of the pregnancy, Skye. We did it, we really did it," Soren whispered, his voice breaking a bit.

Seeing how vulnerable he was, I stood up and wrapped him in a tight hug, pressing his head against my chest. A soft sob escaped from him, and his arms clung tightly around me.

"After everything I’ve been through, it still doesn’t feel completely real."

"But it is real, baby, very real. In a few hours, we’re going to be parents!" I kissed the top of his head.

"What now? Fuck, what do we do? Should we go to the hospital?"

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