Page 22 of Bound by Love
“I assume your imagination helped, based on the noises and the hardness of your nipples,” Sir commented with a hint of amusement in his voice.
Brie blushed, wondering just how loud she’d been. “It did give me a much needed escape.”
Sir kissed the top of her head. “You always are good at putting yourself fully into a scene…”
Brie sighed, still buzzing from the unresolved arousal caused by her fantasy of the four men. “And what a scene it was, Sir…”
Another contraction took hold of her, demanding Brie’s full attention. The labor pains made it feel as if her body was trying to tear itself apart from the inside out. She had experienced a variety of pain exploring BDSM, but this was completely different.
This pain had purpose beyond the experience itself. It was a rite of passage. One that was required for her to enter the world of parenthood and see her child.
Having Sir with her through this meant everything and gave her courage. At the height of one of her worst contractions yet, Sir’s steady voice carried her through the pain to the other side. He became her rock to cling to whenever the unrelenting tempest crashed over her.
Rytsar, on the other hand, provided a different kind of encouragement. He remained in his chair as he had promised, watching her intently as she worked through each powerful contraction. “You are beautiful when you embrace the pain,” he told her.
The warmth of his compliment spread through her like fine vodka, giving her the confidence she needed to face this ever-increasing challenge.
“Thank you,” she told him, grateful for his unique influence in her life.
She tried not to gasp in pain when the next one hit, but she could tell right away that this one would be much worse than the others.
“Breathe, babygirl,” Sir instructed her in his soothing voice.
She instantly thought of Tono and clung to the memory of their last scene together to get her through.
Brie heard the doorbell ring and hurried to answer it, shocked to find Tono and Autumn standing in the hallway. Her heart leapt with joy at the sight of the beloved Kinbaku master, and she immediately hugged him and Autumn.
“What the heck are you two doing in LA?”
Stepping aside, she ushered them both in, telling Sir, “Look who decided to surprise us today!”
Tono went to shake Sir’s hand while Autumn hugged Brie again, gushing, “You look positively radiant with motherhood, Brie.”
Looking down at her huge belly, Brie told her jokingly, “Radiant andhuge.”
Tono turned to her, a tender smile on his lips as he gazed at her. “Durov flew us in to capture your motherhood for all eternity.”
Knowing Rytsar’s wicked sense of humor, Brie asked hesitantly, “What do you mean?” She glanced at Thane, assuming he knew what was going on. Sir shook his head at her unvoiced question, looking as surprised as she was.
She refocused her attention on Tono, noting that the Asian Dom looked relaxed and happy—his hand casually wrapped around Autumn’s waist.
“I’ll be taking pictures of you, as well as creating a decorative wax mold of your stomach.” He turned to Thane. “With your permission, of course.”
“You not only have my permission, but also my gratitude, Nosaka.”
“Wonderful,” he replied, smiling at Brie.
He nodded to Autumn and explained, “We will get the equipment out of our rental car and set things up. Mr. Davis, you are going to be part of the shoot, as well, so please dress formally.”
Brie was tickled beyond words. It felt like a lifetime ago since she’d last seen Tono and, in some ways, it was. She looked forward to spending the day catching up with them both. “What would you like me to wear?” she asked him.
“A favorite outfit…and a flattering bra and panty set. I will be taking both traditional shots and ones that show off your bare stomach.”
“Nosaka.”
Tono turned to answer Sir. “Yes, Sir Davis?”
“I would also like photos of Brie completely nude with nothing to distract from her natural beauty.”
