247. Baby making

[Zeve’s POV]

His words set my whole body on fire.

His leg parted my legs. My body arched away from the wall. He gripped my hips.

“How did you go through your heats during this time, Zeve?” He asked, licking two of his fingers and running them gently over my folds. “Have you been touching yourself or did you get some—”

“Amor! How could you even say such a thing?” I was filled with an excruciating rage. How could he say something like that in a moment like this?

“What I was going to say was, did you get some medicine to stop your heats, but I think my wife thought of a completely different thing, hmm?”

“Don’t play with me. I know what you were going to say. Did I let someone else touch me? No, I didn’t. No matter how desperate I am… if it’s not you, I will repel every other man in this universe. What about you? Did you get yourself someone to get you through your ruts, or did you go to the courtesan court?” I asked daringly.

He entered his fingers inside me and I tried to close my leg