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I had to accept that I did not know the world at all and, in accepting that, make a choice. To whine about my lot in life, or to start the new day reborn.
Lorieyn, bonded mate of General Cyderial.
Who I didn’t really know at all.
How much longer before I forgot to feel uncomfortable waking up in the arms of a naked, figurative stranger possessing a weird cock. One I felt fast against my thigh, clinging to me in his sleep.
A tentacle.
A shackle.
Even as he dreamed, I could not escape thatthing’sdesire to touch me.
Nor could I pretend I was not beginning to grow aroused looking at it.
Closing my eyes, I let out a sigh.
A fresh start awaited, but I needed the bathroom and a few precious moments of solitude to clear my head.
To poke at my belly, to see what the plug inside me felt like.
To wash the smell of sweat and sex right down the drain before I might demand modest clothing that any good mate should provide.
Yet before I might make my move to seek freedom, an audible pop made me jolt. The subsequent rushing flood that poured out of me left me scrambling to my elbows to gape. From my glittering slit poured a river of pearlescent fluid that drenched the bed, my stomach deflating while I stared in frozen horror.
Jaw hanging loose, I gawked at all the creamy whiteness pooling on the sheets. And just about died to both feel and watch the white plug slither free. Through the gush, moving past the lips of my slit, a waxy-looking blob joined the mess.
A sleepy male hand dove right into the warm puddle, rubbing it right back into me as he fingered my sex. “Mmm, good morning.”
Every move, every wiggle I made, and a little bit more dribbled out, uninvited fingers rolling it against my seam and tickling where I leaked. Even that organ of his was perking up to slather around in it.
“Oh my God, stop!”
He did, but Cyderial did not remove the single hooked finger penetrating the source of the flood.
My chest was heaving, my cheeks bright red, unsure if I should get out of bed and risk a greater mess, or simply die right there. But mortification would not let my mouth work.
Easing gracefully from where he lay, all sleek muscle and dangerous strength, a very naked General Cyderial took me in his arms. “My darling, your body, in all its miraculous workings, is nothing but beautiful to me. I gave you more than you might absorb before the plug would melt. Releasing what is not needed is natural. Cleansing.”
He began to kiss my neck, murmuring, “Besides, males find a large rupturevery arousing. A swollen womb is a sign of our virility and devotion. I am proud to see your stomach protrude, and if you would let me, I would pump you full again this very moment.” Lips came to my throat. “Give you a belly to carry around all day.”
My squeal when he set his teeth to the skin where shoulder met neck sent another gush to coat where his fingers were once again busy in my slit.
Taking his wrist in my grip, I forced his touch out of my body, shrugging out from under his shadow until I was free of his grasping cock.
Standing, more warm drips running down my thigh, I took a deep breath, a shaky exhale following. “You’re telling me this is going to happen every time?”
“There is nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“Did this happen after the first time?” I had a protruding stomach then too but did not remember anything about what took place between passing out and waking up here.
“You were delirious through the release of my knot, and I cleaned you afterward. I knotted you again while your body recovered in slumber, and yes, I gave you what you needed so you could fully rest while adapting to our bond,” he admitted with no shame. “When your body had all it needed, it released, and I tended to you, dressed you, and knew you would wake soon for more.”
That felt extremely intimate and uncomfortable, knowing he had already seen my body do this. That he may have even been watching between my legs as his scent kept me asleep. That he had beeninside mewhile I was unconscious and seemed proud of his works….
Hand to my sex, trying to hold what seemed to keep lazily leaking out of me, I shuddered at all of it. “How long will this take?”
Reaching for me with a devilish grin, he offered, “Come back to bed and let me lick you clean.”
