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“I love everything that comes out of your beautifully depraved mind.”

A sinister smile tugs at her lips. “I get your mother.”

“You can have the incubator, baby. I want the sperm donor.”

She claps excitedly, bouncing on the countertop.

“You’re turning into quite the little killer. Am I a bad influence?” I grin.

She winks. “Maybe.”

I help her off the counter, her body slowly sliding down mine. “Are you hungry?”

Her eyes darken as she grips my hand, pulling me towards the bedroom. “Famished.”

Chapter Nineteen

Nova

My eyes slowly open and I groan.

Being a woman fucking sucks sometimes.

Shifting my legs to ease the discomfort in my abdomen only intensifies it and I whimper. I turn over in the bed, laying on my stomach, the pressure sometimes helping with the pain.

It doesn’t.

I started my period earlier in the evening, but I wasn’t hurting, so I considered myself lucky.

My luck has run out.

I should get up and take pain relievers, but at this point, my legs would probably buckle with any weight on them.

The bed shifts beside me and I open one eye to see Colt leaving the room. I want to ask him where he’s going, but even speaking would hurt my woman parts right now.

Hell, breathing hurts.

A few moments later, he returns, the mattress dipping as he sits beside me. “Take these, baby.”

I lift my head enough to pop the pills in my mouth and take a sip of bottled water. My head hits the pillow, and I groan as he runs his fingers through my hair.

“I’ve heard orgasms help with cramping.” He says beside me.

My voice is muffled by the pillow. “You’re crazy if you think your big dick is getting anywhere near me right now.”

He chuckles. “You know I don’t need to use my cock to get you off.”

I hum because it’s all I can do. He’s silent for a few moments before he pulls the blanket back, climbing over my body, careful to keep his weight off me.

I’m tense, dreading him doing anything that will cause further discomfort. My periods aren’t usually this bad, but every now and then I have one that kicks my ass.

He brushes my hair to the side, his warm mouth pressing soft kisses to the back of my neck. He slowly trails his lips down my spine, not stopping until he reaches my ass. As he spreads my cheeks apart, I flinch.

“Easy, baby. I’m going to make the pain go away.”

I don’t breathe as his tongue swipes against my back hole, the stubble from his beard scraping across my skin. I’m surprised by how good it feels, and my body relaxes as he licks me slowly.

His hand glides between my legs, gripping the little, white string connected to my tampon. “What are you doing?”

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