The Artist (Men of the North Book 11) by Elin Peer

The Artist (Men of the North Book 11) by Elin Peer

Author:Elin Peer [Peer, Elin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-25T16:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 16

Small Bladder

Belle

On Saturday, we left the cabin at noon and flew back south in the same groups as we had flown up here.

I was with Thor, Aubri, Freya, and Celeste.

When the Northlanders got into an argument about who should fly the drone, Celeste leaned against me and whispered with a smile.

“I heard you and Mason last night.”

My body tensed. “What do you mean?”

“You had sex. I heard him moan and the bed rock.”

I looked out the window, feeling my cheeks heat up.

With her hands on her pregnant belly, she nudged me with her elbow. “What was it like? I offered Indiana sex one year and I think he was tempted but he rejected me. I’ve always wondered what it would be like with one of those giants.”

“It was nice.” I kept my answer short.

“Did his penis match the size of his body?” she whispered with her eyes glistening with curiosity.

“Yes.” Moving in my seat I tried to signal that I wasn’t comfortable talking about what I would have preferred to keep a secret between Mason and me. “Don’t tell anyone.”

“Don’t worry. I wouldn’t have heard you if I didn’t have such a small bladder. It’s annoying, but I need to get up to use the bathroom several times during the night. Honestly, I’m a little envious. I like sex.”

“I never did, but Mason is proving that I might have judged sex too harshly.”

“You should try Victor. He’s a sex god.”

I frowned. “You’ve been with Victor?”

She nodded. “About six years ago. I wanted to repeat it, but he has a one-time rule, so I used up my quota. It’s a shame because I’m telling you, Victor was as brilliant in bed as he is in real life.” Her face turned wistful.

“I’m not interested in Victor. You can have my quota if you like.”

Celeste laughed. “I wish, but I don’t think that’s how he operates, and now that I’m pregnant fewer men are attracted to me.”

I wrinkled my nose up in surprise. “You still have sex?”

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?”

“But the baby?”

“Sex won’t hurt the baby. The few times I couldn’t have sex was between the removal of my birth control implant and until my pregnancy was confirmed. Those three months felt like forever.”

My hand went to my left thigh as a sudden thought hit me.

“What’s wrong?”

A vague memory of a missed doctor’s appointment made me question if it was something I’d dreamed. “How long does a device last again?”

“Five years.”

“Right. I know I got my first when I was close to thirteen, and then I must have gotten my second when I was seventeen or eighteen.”

“How old are you now?”

“I just turned twenty-four in November.”

“Then you should have gotten your third stick about a year ago.”

My mind was frantically thinking back. “I know I had the appointment to go, but why can’t I remember getting it replaced? I must have…” With my eyebrows drawn close, I repeated, “I must have!”

“Yeah, they would tell you if you skipped an appointment. You’d get a message to schedule a new one.



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