Page 33 of Within the Veil

"I'm going to gloss over the 'several' in that statement and move on. I want pizza and a burger and popcorn and cake. But before that..."

I'm suddenly hit with another elemental ball, and I sigh as I hit the floor. At least this one wasn't as bad.

"That's for being a seed-sprinkling whore, now we can carry on with the evening."

When she is not pregnant, I will most assuredly take her over my knee. Then, give her as many orgasms as I have in all of my existence until she forgets everything but how to scream my name in pleasure.

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Hudson

Two weeks and five days later (6/7 weeks left)

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I openone eye as my stomach roars in protest. I groan and rub my belly. My belly glowing brightly. "Guys, I require sustenance! Wake the fuck up."

I poked the closest body next to me and it also groaned, "ugh I'm not doing shit until I get morning pussy. Do you want me to walk around sword-fighting with my dick? No. So pay up," Hunter pulls his head from his pillow and grimaces before tugging the pillow over this head.Oh no you fucking didn't.

I rolled my eyes. "Why the fuck should I pay you in pussy, asshole, it's your duty to feed me. These past few weeks I've been growing your children and researching my eyeballs to death." I poked him harder and he waved his hand in the air, making a breeze whip me in the face.Little fucking shit,I was not jumping on his dick right now. I am hungry, feel a lot rounder this morning and I amfucking hungry.Hungry, round Hudson was about to become a hangry Hudson, and that Hudson was not sexy nor was my attitude conducive to sexy time.

I see Grayson, Remi, and Oberon quickly blink out of the room as I narrow my eyes while Hunter continues to talk, unaware of my growing hanger. Although muffled, his words were clear, "I'm serious, Hudson, I'm officially starting a fae-mate union, and we demand sexy time as payment for early and late food wake-up calls. Don't make me complain to the president, which will be me, and he will spank those babies out of you so they can get their own food."

Wake them up in the middle of the night a few times, and now it's anarchy.Although Grayson and Remi never complained. They were always whipping up food for me. Well, Grayson made shakes, I shuddered at the thought of his concoctions.

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"Sweetie,baby, my love, my strong man. If you don't get the fuck away from me, I'm going to give you a fucking black eye." I screamed in frustration. Fuck, I got it. I'm pregnant, I was officially four months pregnant, even though I looked like I was ready to pop. This is new to them and they are scared little pussies, but fuck I survived and I needed space. They wanted to protect me and the babies but the point is I am still freaking here. After a few days of guilt I got over it and focused on what I could do moving forward. But they hovered.

I rubbed my head as Grayson tried to shove a straw in my mouth, as if I was an invalid. I could freaking drink a protein shake...alone, even if it was my 60th one.

"Just try this flavor I made it differently, maybe you'll like it," He insisted. He wanted to try to make different flavors to give, and I quote, 'more variety to the babies, because they might all have different tastes.'

"I'm going to give you a taste of my foot up your ass," I muttered.

"I would listen to her, my eye is just getting darker," grumbled Ryder. They didn't want to leave my side, and while the room was being planned out, we pushed all the beds together and created an ocean of beds. They still all wanted to touch me in some way, shape or form and Ryder, unfortunately, slept a little too close and I elbowed him in the face. I couldn't help it. I was overly uncomfortable.

"I told you it was an accident, the only time I have ever taken your asses was on the mat, I wouldnever purposely hit youuuuu....arghhh." It took one small turn of the lips and Grayson shoved the damn straw in my mouth. I glared at him and just drank it down, for him to then tell me to slow down. Fucker.

I lean over, my voice sugary, and gently pull the pillow from his head and kiss him. He sighs in happiness and I smile evilly and whisper in his ear, "can't get sex if I bite your fucking dick off motherfucker."

He jumped out of bed and made his way to the bathroom mumbling about crazy wives. I smiled. "That's fucked up Hudson, it's too early to threaten a mans dick," joked Ryder, getting out of bed himself. "You should at least wait until noon before you start threats like that."

I jumped out of the bed and waddled over, following him, "Nah babe, 7 am is prime dick-cutting time, it's written somewhere. I'm sure, as Queen, I overrule his stupid fake union, anyway. Don't make you punish you too," I teased, as he wraps me up in a hug.

"Ugh I love you, woman. You're so violent you inspire me to be the best spear master ever," he proclaims loudly.

Hunter walks out of the bathroom fully dressed and scowls when he sees us, "oh so Ryder gets hugged and I get threatened," he pointed at Ryder, "the union will not represent you asshole. Nor any of you sons of fae-itchs who left the room! Don't think I didn't notice that!" He yells out the last at the door.

Hunter stomps out the room and Ryder yells at this back, "Fuck your union! I'm firmly on the side of wetting my dick and motor-boating tits before Hudson becomes a baby milk buffet! We are on limited time here buddy!"

I burst out laughing as Ryder suddenly yelps as a vine pops up out of the ground, twirls around his legs and pulls him to the ground.

I press my legs together and waddle away to the bathroom before I pee myself, as Ryder starts yelling about spousal mate abuse--damn pregnancy bladder.

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Followingthe scent of pancakes that permeates the air, I walk into the kitchen and straight to the giant stack sitting on the kitchen island. While the kitchen, with its stainless brass-colored appliances and beautiful waterfall island, is absolutely gorgeous, the food steals the show. No competition.

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