Chasing The Night: Big Easy Shifters: Book Three, Knox, Abby [book series to read .TXT] 📗

Gavin put his hands on his wife’s shoulders. She thought he was going to lay another kiss on her first, but instead, he drew closer, so she had no choice but to look into his eyes.

“Babe,” he said. “You need a break. You’ve been working yourself too hard. I want you to take a couple of nights off, just for yourself. I booked you a room at your favorite hotel, alone.”

She was speechless. This was unprecedented.

He continued. “There you will have access to all of the room service you want, even ice cream and popcorn at two a.m., the softest maternity bathrobe money can buy, slippers big enough for your pregnancy feet, and, like, all four Hallmark channels. And if you want to draw, you draw. I’ve already had supplies sent over. Your room is already ready and waiting for you. All you have to do is show up.”

She shook her head. “I can’t leave you and Cory for that long.”

He smirked at her. “Don’t even pretend to protest, it doesn’t suit you.”

“You’re right. I’m outta here. I love you so much!”

She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him, reaching down to grab hold of his dick. “I’m gonna miss this special friend, though.”

Gavin shuddered.

“Just say the word, and I’m there. I and my little friend are at your mercy. Just let me finish one thing when you’re gone, and then if you’re ready to come home, I’ll come to get you.”

* * *

Chastity sat at her easel but could not get comfortable. She sat on the bed to draw in front of her, but her back ached in that position.

She tried lying on her side, but she couldn’t get the right angle.

One part of her brain told her to give up until the baby was born, so she could have her body back and full range of motion, but another part of her brain told her she would be too damn tired to pick up her charcoal again while dealing with a newborn baby.

She texted her cousin Rosemary.

Hey, how’s Cory doing?

Rosemary gave a full report on Cory’s awesome ability to get along and keep the peace among all five of the Boudreaux kids. No small feat.

Then she decided to be honest.

I can’t concentrate on my art. I want to give it a rest for now, but I know I won’t have time until after the baby is born, but then after the baby is born I won’t have any time at all. All I want is Gav to come and sweep me off my feet, but that’s hardly likely to happen now. I weigh like 300 pounds.”

Rosemary texted back: First of all, you are not even close to 300 pounds. Second of all, even if you were, you’re still an incredibly sexy beast who needs her rest. Put down the art and lie on that bed and watch yourself some Hallmark channel.

* * *

A couple of hours later, Chastity was sleeping the sleep of the dead in front of an epic binge of Hallmark.

She wasn’t sure how long she had slept, but when she woke, it was dark outside, and she was hungry.

Once she was full of room service hot fudge sundae, she did something she wasn’t used to doing in ten years of marriage. She ordered herself a little porno treat on her laptop. Specifically, one with a main character who was hugely pregnant.

Rosemary had been right; it wasn’t that difficult.

She watched it, and it was eye-opening. She was enjoying it. Really enjoying it.

* * *

Gavin

The dutiful husband was just finishing up with his special project when Chastity texted him.

He was surprised it had taken her a full two days to check in, and he was getting worried.

But what she said caused all his worry to disappear.

I need your help. I can’t get my undies off; you’re going to do it. Slowly.

Gavin fumbled with his phone before shoving it back into his pocket.

“See you guys, I’m off to bone my pregnant wife real good.”

He didn’t stop to listen to the crew’s reaction. His mind was already in that hotel room with her.

Within an hour, he had her buck naked, lying on her side, legs spread for him as he spooned up behind her.

His dick’s friction between her soft cheeks pulled a noisy sigh out of her. “You feel good back there. I don’t remember doing it like this last time I was pregnant.”

“That’s because you threw up for almost nine months straight with Cory. Remember?”

“Let’s not talk about hyperemesis. Get it in me, big fella.”

“Oh, I’m fixing to.”

He reached down and hoisted her leg so it rested over the side of his top leg, and her backside was spread open. “The wolf likes it any way he can get.”

“You’re perfect.”

“No, you are, my love.”

She laughed. “I’m a whale.”

He stiffened up at her words of self-deprecation and slipped into her wet warmth, making her gasp before the word “whale” escaped her lips. “Don’t you talk like that about my wife.”

Gavin reached over her hip and slipped his fingers into her folds. Chastity moaned at his touch. “You feel that? You are wet for me and only me, that makes you my queen. Now straighten your crown because I won’t have my queen running herself down.”

“I love you so much, Gavin.”

“Chastity, you are my whole world.”

He pushed into her, reveling in her tightness and the sweet moans and gibberish falling from her lips. His hips rocked into her ass as he smoothed his hands up her ribs, stroking her swollen belly, and fondled her taut nipples. She whimpered in pleasure, and he increased his rhythm. Her warm, swollen breasts in his hands made him grow inside her.

“Gav, let’s never leave this hotel room.”

“Agreed. We should never, ever leave.”

But they did have to leave at some point.

The labor pains started about fifteen minutes after they reached orgasm.

* * *

Gavin timed them for her, guessing they were about ten minutes apart.

He called