Hormones and Emotions
Isha
Deep breaths, stay calm, you’re beautiful, they love you. I’m a f*cking cow, and I’m failing as a committed partner. I’m huge. At my four-month check-up, I was up ten pounds. Doctor Evans says she was very happy with my weight gain. She should be. These twins make me hungry all the d*mn time.
With Shay staying with us, I’ve not only gained a friend that’s quickly becoming one of my favorite people. She’s so awesome and fun, but I also gained a freaking chef. The things she can do to chicken, and anything sweet, has made me actually weep with pleasure.
Every bite I take of one of her savory or sweet meals is like s*x in my mouth. So f*cking good. So, yes, I had gained ten Ibs from my three-month check-up to my four-month check-up. I can only guess how much more weight I’ve gained since then. Probably another ten lbs.
I was in the shower alone, letting the water run over my back and butt, my hands on the wall as I leaned into them holding my considerable weight. Davis, Mic and Ford were at work today. Dawson and Shay were working from home. I had locked myself in my room, needing to be by myself. I was fat and gross. I could hardly see my feet. My babies have popped out so much. I am all stomach and ass. God, my ass has widened so much.
And the worst thing of all is, I can’t take all my men at once anymore. My stomach gets in the way, and I’m not as flexible. Last night we tried and it just didn’t work. I had burst into tears and ruined the mood. Everyone had frozen, then Davis rolled me off of him to hold me, and Mic got off of the bed. Dawson and Ford went to say something, and I rolled more until I was off the bed and I waddled as fast as I could into the bathroom, slamming the door and locking it. I broke. I yelled for them to leave. I needed to be alone. They didn’t want to until I screamed for them to get out. Then I collapsed onto the floor in tears. I was lucky no dizziness came, maybe because I was already on the ground.
Shay came and knocked on the door begging me to let her in, but I said no. When I was sure she was gone, I reached up and unlocked the door and peeked out. No one was there and I sighed with relief. I got to my hands and knees and crawled to the bed. I used it to help me up, and then I went to the door and locked it. I climbed back into bed wishing my mom and Nana were still here, and cried myself to sleep.
At one point in the middle of the night, I felt arms around me. From the smell, it was Dawson. Thinking I could lock any of them out was st*pid. His arms came around me and he held my stomach. I was too tired to react. By the morning, I was
alone.
I felt tears come to my eyes and fall. I don’t resent being pregnant, I really don’t. I just hate that I can’t satisfy my men like I used to. I got spoiled on all the group s*x.
I took another deep breath and finished showering. I dried off and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked puffy and horrible. I don’t even know how they find me attractive. I let out a deep sigh and walked into my bedroom.
I stopped short. Dawson was sitting on my bed, his hands hanging between his legs, his elbows on his knees as he stared at me.
His eyes roamed my body, I felt self conscious and went to turn around to go grab a towel to cover myself.
“Don’t move,” he said quietly. “I heard you crying. I can see it on your face. I know what you are thinking.”
My lips quivered, more tears streamed from my eyes. I’m such a f*cking baby.
“You’re beautiful, we find you beautiful, baby.”
I shake my head. And he stands. He strips out of his t-shirt and the pair of sweats he’s wearing and points at his d*ck
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which was hard and standing proud.
“You see this baby? This proves I find you beautiful. If the guys were here, you’d see them hard too.”
“I’m fat and disgusting.”
“You are pregnant and so f*cking gorgeous,” he said, coming towards me.
“I can’t f*ck any of you together. All I can do is have one of you behind me and one of you in my mouth. I’m so boring. You
all are going to find someone that can give you what you want,” I said, bursting into tears.
He sighed and then picked me up into his arms and cradled me. He turned and took me to bed.
“Isha, my sweet sweet baby, you are our everything. We are not going to find anyone else. You are it for us baby. We find you s*xy, beautiful, stunning, gorgeous, perfect,” he said, laying me down. He rolled me to the side and got in behind me.
“But, our group s*x is so important to me,” I said.
“We can still have group s*x baby,” he said, lifting my leg and putting it over his. His hand then came in front of me, and he started playing with my left n*pple making me sigh.
“But, I won’t be the center of it.”
“But you’ll still be a part of it. Two of us with you, two of them together. We can also lay you down and just worship your beautiful body,” he said, whispering in my ear. His hand roamed over my stomach and then his fingers slipped between my p*ssy lips, and he circled my clit with his fingers. My breath hitched.
“And we can all still take you, we just can’t take you like we have. One of us could be behind you like I am now,” he said as he notched his d*ck to my entrance and slowly pushed in. He pumped in and out of me with long strokes. “And, while they are loving you this way, the other can eat you out, and someone can be in your mouth and the other in your hand or worshiping these beautiful breasts.”
His words, fingers and c*ck worked me up so fast, I cried out when the orgasm slammed into my body. The images that he was describing to me were so vivid.
“F*ck your p*ssy is so tight,” he gritted out. He pushed in and out of me faster and harder. His mouth latched onto my shoulder and he sucked hard. Then he bit me, sunk his teeth right into my flesh. I flew again, my body convulsed.
He prolonged my orgasm by flicking my clit with his fingers, causing me to have mini-bursts that had me seeing stars. Then he let out a low groan, and he stilled as his d*ck jerked inside of me.
“You are so f*cking perfect. Please don’t doubt us. We love you.”
“I love you all too,” I whispered.
My stomach moved and I giggled. Dawson brought his hand to my stomach quickly.
“I love it when I get to feel them kick and move. I can’t wait for our doctor’s appointment today. The guys are meeting us there. Are you sure you want to find out the s*xes? I don’t mind waiting, and I know the guys don’t mind either. We talked after you kicked us all out. I had to calm them down. They wanted to knock down the door when you bolted on us.”
“Sorry, and yes, I want to find out.”
“We understood, baby. We just wanted to show you how much we love you, but we understood. They all slept in Mic’s room. I waited until you fell asleep and then picked the lock on your door.”
I snorted. He kissed my shoulder. He pulled out, and I turned in his arms, my belly bumping into his. He smiled as he felt the babies kick. His eyes searched mine.
“Are you okay now?”
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“Yeah. I’m sorry I’m such a pain.”
“You aren’t. We enjoy every aspect of your pregnancy.”
I burst out laughing at his lie. He smirked.
“Let’s go take another shower. I’ll clean you up and then dirty you again,” he said, kissing my forehead.
I felt so much better. I need to get these hormones and emotions under control. I’ll also have to make it up to Mic, Davis
and Ford for shutting them out last night.
