MEL:
I feel my breath speed up when I feel Atlas's breath directly in contact with my girl, the hot breath makes me imagine the wonderful things that the mouth can provide.
And just imagining it, I feel more and more wet, which is normal when you have a big guy on his knees looking at you like that.
Unexpectedly I am lifted and placed lying on the edge of the bed, where my ogre spreads my legs and pulls me towards his mouth.
My God!
The rough yet wet tongue did a wonderful job, and I felt as if I had reached heaven and come back as I climaxed in her mouth.
And he sure didn't stop there, he led me into the bathtub, stood behind me, and gave me a massage that took all the knots out of my shoulders and back.
To then give us another delicious moment of pleasure, which I was on top of while being helped by his big hands with the movements.
Needless to say, we had a very restless night, both in that bathtub and in bed where we spent the rest of the night until dawn feeling each other.
I loved the moments where my male showed his dominance over his female, taking control, and showing that bossy side of him.
And now, I'm being woken up by a delicious foot massage, moaning as I feel him hit the spot.
— If you keep moaning like that I'll be forced to keep you in that bed all day— he says placing a kiss on each of my feet and going towards my naked belly— good morning my baby, don't be too much trouble for mom when she grows older and starts kicking, see? She is very sensitive— she says caressing and planting kisses along the entire length of it.
I blink trying not to let the tears run down my face, emotion takes me every time Atlas talks to our puppy, it's amazing how strong the love we have for our little being that hasn't even arrived in the world yet.
I stroke his hair while he continues to talk to our baby. He does this every day, mostly in the morning, claiming he needs to let our pup know his voice and feel protected when he hears it.
And we feel that the puppy understands, because every time Atlas approaches, his little heart starts to beat faster, as if he longs for his presence.
I think it's one of the cutest things to see the two interacting, of course, a little bit of jealousy kicks in too, after all, I'm the one who carries it back and forth, I suffer from nausea, and all the rest, and even then it's just the father getting closer and he Are you all happy now?
That's unfair.
I'm snapped out of my daydreams when I feel my partner's warm hands passing over my body and his face approaching mine for a hot and passionate kiss.
We just walked away after a brief time caressing each other, showing all the love we felt in that special moment.
— Did you know that it gets even more beautiful after a well—spent night?— he asks, releasing one of those smirks when he sees my cheeks, which are probably flushed.
— Silly— I exclaim embarrassed— now go prepare a very neat breakfast for the gluttonous puppy here— I say bossily pointing to my belly because I was really hungry and now I could blame my puppy for hunger.
Yes, I'm a great mother—to—be.
— Your request is an order my princess— he says affectionately, placing a kiss on my forehead, and then standing up, making me a spectacular view of my naked male.
I wrap the scarf around myself and sit on the bed watching him get dressed and give me a wink followed by a grimace before leaving, making me burst out laughing at his attempt at being funny.
I sigh and throw myself back on the bed remembering how crazy our days have been. Albert's death, the pills Atlas switched, the pregnancy, and that strange phone call where a female voice said he died.
But he who? And whose voice is that?
I start thinking about possible hypotheses, maybe it's a mistake? Or a person wanting to play some bad joke?
So why was there so much pain and resentment in her voice?
At that moment nothing fits, so many people, unfortunately, die daily, and it's almost impossible to associate it with a specific person.
(Unless that person is somehow connected to you)— I hear my wolf saying and suddenly something clears up, maybe that person was an enemy, someone who had paid the price of betrayal...
Albert!
The call was recent after his death, apart from the fact that his head was exposed visibly to everyone, some relative, friend or even lover would have called then.
I get up quickly, feeling a slight dizziness when moving so fast and I mentally scold myself for my haste, but I take a deep breath closing my eyes briefly, soon feeling better.
I go to the bathroom where I do my hygiene and change clothes. She needed to be ready soon if she wanted to investigate this blessed connection.
He left the room heading towards the kitchen and I'm surprised to find my male clumsily trying to flip the pancake (or at least what should be a pancake) inside the frying pan.
I swore he was going to ask Gloria for help because he doesn't know how to cook— I think dumbfounded, still not believing the scene in front of me.
I came out of my daydreams feeling a fluffy ball of fur making fun and licking my legs trying to draw attention to itself.
— Oh my love, mommy missed you already— I say reaching down and picking him up as I shower my little pup with kisses.
— That flea gets more attention than I do— grumbles a grumpy Atlas putting out the fire and placing a burnt "pancake" on top of one of the plates.
I approach still with the prince on my lap and give my ogre a kind of clumsy hug.
— I paid attention to you all night, my love— I reply giving a little smile, implying what we did.
— I need more— he says confidently making me laugh at his "sly" moment— I don't laugh not abused— he ends up tickling the part of my belly that is exposed, making me laugh even more.
— Enough, enough— I laugh and he stops, giving me space to put my furry friend on the ground again, who runs off to play in the backyard.
— Well, as you can see, I think we're going to have to ask Gloria to get us something to eat— he concludes, a little ashamed of his lack of familiarity with the kitchen.
— Let's not bother you, I can prepare something for us myself— I say hugging him around the waist again while I stand on tiptoe to kiss him on the jaw— oh I thought it was lovely that you tried to cook for me— I wink, trying to imitate the one he had done before leaving the room and he laughs kissing me on the tip of the nose.
— My culinary skills must be a little rusty— he gave a lame excuse— I have to start getting better acquainted with the kitchen since now we're going to have our puppy too— he finally says, appearing to be thoughtful, while he starts to hand gently on my belly.
— Okay, now let me fix us something to eat before my tummy starts complaining— I say letting go of his arms and going to wash my hands, before starting to get the ingredients I need.
He sits down on one of the benches and I'm sure he's looking at me because I feel that feeling of being watched.
— What happened?— I ask, concentrating on making the delicious chocolate sauce that was already making me want to salivate.
— There's something that's bothering you— he says making me look at him, seeing his questioning look in my direction.
— Really— sigh remembering my hypothesis, I put out the fire turning directly to my companion— just before you got home on the day of my fainting spell, someone called the phone, it was a female voice I'm sure, it said "he died"— I close my eyes taking a deep breath— I thought she was referring to you, I...
I can barely finish the sentence, just imagining something happening to him hurts even in the soul.
I feel my arms wrap around me and pull me onto his lap as he tries to comfort me in some way.
— Calm down, nothing happened to me dear— she holds my face making me look into her eyes— I'm here with you and always will be— she says giving me the security I needed.
— I'm thinking it was someone who had some kind of relationship with Albert, I feel that this connection is directly associated with him— I tell him what I think and the same for a few seconds evaluating what I had said.
— Seeing it that way, it could be something related to that unfortunate man— he notes getting up and leaving me sitting where I was, while he picks up the cell phone that was on the table.
Quickly dial someone's number, soon being answered by the person on the other end.
— Supreme speaking, I need you to find out where the calls from the last few days came from and by whom they were made, give me a full report by the end of the day— he says sternly and I arch an eyebrow in his direction— by please— he finally says making me smile.
He listens to the answer and ends the call putting me back on his lap.
— We have a hacker behind this person now, by the end of the day we find out who this woman is— I conclude and I nod, hopeful and at the same time curious.
Who will this woman be?