Laura
We fell into a rhythm over the next few weeks. I wouldn’t say it was comfortable, exactly, but it was nice. I never left the clubhouse, Talon left as rarely as possible, and we spent the vast majority of our time holed up in the apartment together. My hormones were keeping me absolutely ravenous for him, and the poor guy was starting to look very worn out… to the point where I couldn’t tell if the s*x was taking away his stress or adding to it.
He’d left a few times to see Viktor, but he was reluctant to share much about their meetings. That was okay with me, to be honest. I was starting to adopt the ‘ignorance is bliss’ method… the less I knew about it, the better.
My belly was growing steadily, and I had an actual bump now, much to Talon’s delight. He couldn’t keep his hands awa
