I found my way to a small commercial port, unable to feel my fingers or toes. Booking an attic bedroom for the cheapest price that I could haggle, I warmed myself by the lobby's fire while waiting for my hot meal of a single potato. I was grateful for anything at this point.
As I devoured it, skin and all, I suddenly felt a little uneasy. The cold must have got to my head again. I'll be fine after a rest in my own proper bed. Walking up the stairs to the attic room in the inn, I was grateful for the clean sheets. A single candle remained lit and while it wasn't as warm as the lobby, it was safe and cosy, as well as cheap.
I laid down into bed, letting the fatigue consume me entirely. I could only remember the warmth that Hunt had supplied to me on our first meeting. How I fell asleep in his warm, toasty arms...
Suddenly, by simply closing my eyes, my stomach felt warm and cosy. I hugged myself as I curled myself into a ball, slowly drifting to sleep. Somehow, my appetite has increased exponentially and I don't feel as thin as I have before. Perhaps it was thanks to Hunt. He fed me so much meat over those three weeks that I knew him for.
Now, finding a job will be a priority for tomorrow... hopefully, I'll find someone willing... to... hire... me...
While I slept soundly, Hunt was rushing through the forest, following the pungent scent of his unborn pups. To think that he had impregnated his mate on the first try. Most would commend him for achieving that. It shows a fertile woman and a fertile male. Women, as scarce as they may be in his village, would be lining up as soon as they'd hear. However, he would remain loyal to me, he thought.
He was close, the scent was now more regular and strong. I was here recently...
"Wait for me, Rose... our babies and you need taken care of."
Meanwhile, I woke up in my small attic room surprisingly warm. I slowly tried to get up, but it was strangely difficult to do so. When I looked down, I realised that it was because of my stomach. It wasn't much bigger than yesterday, but it still felt a little heavier.
Was I... no, there's no way. My stomach is just expanding because it's used to so much food. I can't be pregnant, there's no chance! I found myself walking out of the inn and into the streets, searching for jobs that would allow me to provide for my brothers.
However, no one wanted to hire a woman like me, so I was once again stuck. I found myself walking back to the inn, sighing at my luck. Why does no one want to hire me? I'm at a crossroad here.
I approached my inn, inching closer and closer, until a pair of arms suddenly picked me up, throwing me over their shoulder. "H-Hey!" The cloaked man ran out of the town, right back into the forest all while I begged him to let me down. When we reached a considerable distance, the man stopped and set me down.
"Who do you think-" I couldn't speak another word. Not because I was cut off, scared, or hurt. It was because my lips were claimed by none other than Hunt himself. My heart ached once I saw him, remembering the pain of him abandoning me that night that we had done it.
I groaned Hunt's name into his mouth while he slipped his tongue inside, immobilising me enough so that I wouldn't and couldn't run away.
"I'm here, Mate." He extended out his hand, picking me up. Mate? Why is he calling me such a word? Memories of that night together rushed to my cheeks, making me uncontrollably pink. Hunt... my body ached for his touch again. His rough fingers slipping inside of me is all I dreamed about.
I could remember the way that his erect penis shoved itself inside of me, and not long after did his baby seeds spray deep inside of my womb. I wasn't an idiot, I knew how babies were made, but I never expected it to be such an addictive feeling.
Hunt... why has he returned to me?