It had been two weeks since the glass box Trial with no further communication from the Elders. Part of me was grateful that there hadn’t been any more Trials, but another part of me grew more and more anxious as each day passed.
Why hadn’t we heard from them?
Had they found out about the baby?
Were they planning on kicking us out on our asses… as failures?
Or were they simply busy? I did know that both Walker and Emmett still had their Initiations coming, and maybe it was as simple as the Order being preoccupied with preparing for the other initiates.
Closing my laptop, feeling like I had worked enough for one day, I focused my attention on Abilene who was lying on the floor doing sit-ups.
“What in the hell are you doing?” I asked both amused and slightly concerned that crunching her belly repeatedly wasn’t good for the baby.
“I’m getting fluffy,” she answered, winded.
I got up off the chair, bent down, grabbed her by the arm and lifted her up to standing. “You’ve lost your mind. There isn’t anything fluffy about you.” I kissed the tip of her nose to try to hide my smile.
She raised her shirt and pinched the flesh of her belly. “I’m starting to show. The Elders will be able to figure it out soon unless I do something.”
Looking at her belly, which may have a slight rounding to it if anything, I said, “If they notice anything at all, it’s that you and I both have put on a little weight. We can blame good cooking and inactivity.” I patted my belly for emphasis. “We can both be fluffy.”
Rolling her eyes, she sat back down on the floor to resume her exercise. “You are far from fluffy, Mr. Six Pack.”
Taking her by the arm again, I warned, “Don’t make me show you what I do to stubborn girls who don’t listen.”
She smirked and licked her lips. “Oh really?”
My cock twitched at all the dirty thoughts running through my head. “Really. Don’t make me punish you.”
She leaned back on her elbows and looked up at me. “Maybe I can’t help it. Maybe I’m just a naughty girl.”
Her tease was so fucking hot. My cock didn’t just twitch this time but instead hardened to full attention.
Dropping to my knees, I took hold of her body and flipped her onto her stomach. Without hesitation, I yanked her cotton shorts and panties down to her knees, completely baring her firm ass. I moved so quickly and effortlessly that Abilene didn’t even have time to protest in the slightest. It wasn’t until I spanked her ass that she released her first squeal.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” I said as I began to pepper her ass with one swat after the other. I held her down and trapped her legs with the weight of my own.
She was helpless to my wicked ways.
“I’m going to spank every inch of your ass until you scream out my name, and only then will I stop so that I can claim this ass as mine.”
Her gasp was all I needed to know that she wasn’t going to argue against my plan.
My next swat was much harder than the last few, and then Abilene suddenly jerked against me and shouted, “Oh my God!”
When I lifted my weight off of her, she instantly sat up and held her stomach wide-eyed.
My heart lurched as panic took over. “The baby? Did I hurt the baby?” I didn’t think I was being too rough with her, but clearly I was the idiot who thought I could be kinky with a pregnant woman. “Do we need to get to the hospital?”
I knew that Mrs. H was arriving soon with the doctor to do an exam and ultrasound, but maybe we needed to act immediately.
She shook her head frantically, with her hand still on her belly. “No, no. The baby.” She looked at me with tears in her eyes and a smile ghosting her face. “I felt the baby kick!”
“It moved?” I placed my hand on her belly in hopes that I would feel it, too, but didn’t feel anything but her hand which she placed over mine.
We both sat in silence waiting for the baby to move again.
“The baby is stubborn like you,” she said, still smiling bigger than I’d ever seen her do. “Plus, I think it’s too early for you to feel from the outside.”
“If the baby’s stubborn, they got that from you.”
There was a knock on the door followed by Mrs. H popping her head inside. “You ready for the doc?”
I nodded. “Come on in.”
We realized that Abilene still had her pants pulled down, so we were both scrambling to get them pulled up before the doctor entered. I then helped Abilene off the floor and led her to the bed by the hand. Mrs. H and the doctor entered the room, rolling the ultrasound with them.