?Chapter 502:


    Yet, despite his reassurances, his hands began to wander.


    One hand slipped beneath my clothes, his fingers tracing gentle paths along my skin. His touch moved upward, grazing over my rounded belly, before resting on my chest, where he teasingly pinched my nipple. “Huh? Why have your breasts gotten so much fuller?” Bryan whispered against my ear, his warm breath tickling my neck.


    My face flushed red, and I pushed his hand away, both embarrassed and annoyed. “I’m pregnant; obviously they’re bigger!”


    Bryanughed heartily, his hand on my breast bing even more audacious. “That’s right. Soon, you’ll have milk, and I’ll get to enjoy that too.”


    Then he lifted my shirt, leaned down, pressed his mouth to the sensitive peaks of my nipple, and began to suck.


    “Ah…”


    It had been so long since anyone had done this to me. My body grew weak, and a soft moan escaped as Iy there, powerless under his touch. My nipples, now standing firm and glistening from Bryan’s saliva, looked incredibly sensual.


    Bryan suddenly turned me over, quickly removed his pants, pressed his already hard penis against my asshole, and gently thrust into it.


    Caught off guard, my body tensed as I thought to resist. But soon, an overwhelming warmth spread through me, drawing out a soft moan of pleasure. With a wicked smile, Bryan reached for my vagina. It was wet, and he cautiously began to move his fingers inside.


    Perhaps being cautious due to my pregnancy, Bryan’s movements were gentle. Yet each small motion sent a pleasant shiver through me, making me quiver.


    Eventually, I reached orgasm. Warm fluid spilled over Bryan’s fingers, trailing down to the bed. Seeing this, Bryan pulled his penis out of my asshole and began rubbing it against my thigh. Shortly after, he ejacted onto my leg.


    Cradled in his arms, I panted softly, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. This time, Bryan didn’t continue having sex with me. Instead, he tenderly cleaned me up and then held me close as we drifted off to sleep.


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    Makenna’s POV:


    “Makenna, wake up, it’s time for breakfast.”


    The next morning, I felt like I was swimming through sleep when I heard Evie’s soft voice calling out to me.


    I blinked my heavy eyes open to see Evie standing by my bedside, a te of hearty breakfast in her hands, her clear, sincere eyes brimming with concern.


    Feeling a bit embarrassed, I propped myself up and said, “Evie, I’m feeling much better now. I can head downstairs to have breakfast. You don’t need to fuss about bringing it to me.”


    Evie pursed her lips and shook her head, unconvinced. “No, you’ve just started feeling better. It’s safer for you to eat in your room.”


    Unable to sway Evie and knowing her worries came from a good ce, I epted her kindness and began to dig into the breakfast.


    As I ate, my mind wandered to the three princes. They usually made a point to see me around this time, but today, it seemed, they were nowhere to be found.


    “Evie, where are the three princes? Why haven’t I seen them yet?” I asked.


    “It seems they are tied up with work. They always have a mountain of responsibilities, after all.”


    I nodded in understanding and chose not to press further.


    Once I finished breakfast, I stretched and nced out the window, where the bright sunshine poured in. It looked like a beautiful day.


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