and Liam had been right that the only place that was fat was her stomach. She braced herself and glanced upward, looking at her entire body. Ever had been reluctant to look below her neck, and her bathroom mirror at home had given her a very limited view. Anything that was larger, she had avoided looking into.
Her stomach was just as she assumed, bulging out in front of her body. She turned to the side and gazed at it. She was absolutely huge. Her breasts appeared slightly larger, but the rest of her body looked pretty much the same. Tugging up the robe, she examined her ass, it was a bit bigger, but not as much as she had expected.
Kris stepped into the image, peeking around from behind her. “See? We told you that it isn’t as bad as you think. You are absolutely beautiful, Ever. Once the babies are born, you will have little trouble getting back down to the size you were beforehand.” He stroked her hair, which had gotten noticeably longer in the last six months. “Say something.”
“Okay. I’m not as big as I thought. I look like someone shoved an exercise ball into my robe. If anything, I look abnormally skinny everywhere else. Isn’t it normal to gain weight everywhere?”
Mick took her hand. “You are not normal. You are were. Human women gain weight everywhere. There are also other medical issues that you don’t have to deal with that many human women do. Weres are not known for suffering from human pregnancy conditions. They retain much of their animal conditioning when it comes to pregnancy. Weres don’t get diabetes, and we are less prone to cancer. Of course, our diets are different also, which may have something to do with it.”
Ever supposed that was a good thing. She had never heard of a wolf becoming obese, and what Mick said did make sense. She had not indulged in unusual foods and had no cravings for ice cream or sugary sweets. “What human diseases do weres get?”
“Not many. Remind me tomorrow and I will make you a list. Of course, you did get the flu, so you are not completely immune.”
Ever tugged the robe back down over her legs. The robe was beautiful and she didn’t look nearly as horrible as she had assumed. Maybe it was stupid to avoid mirrors, as she had done for the last month or two. It was just so hard because she couldn’t see her legs over the baby bump. At least she looked presentable. “Can someone get me a brush?”
Liam took her arm and urged her over to the padded chair that stood before a small vanity. As with everything in the majestic bedroom, it was a very nice piece of furniture and looked almost antique. Ever sat down and Liam took the brush to her hair. He had said that she was glowing, and he was right. For such an occasion, she would have normally considered putting on some makeup, but she honestly didn’t need it. As he brushed, her hair began to shimmer, the ends curling as he twisted the brush slightly. Her hair had always been very straight, but now it had waves to it as if she had curled it. The softness of the boar-hair bristles against her scalp made her skin tingle. Ever sighed as bursts of pleasure flared downward with each stroke, making her feel warm and cozy. All three of her men liked to brush her hair and Ever enjoyed the attention very much. It made her feel attended to and cared for. It was strange that such a small act could have such a profound effect on her, but it did. Her eyes were closing, her mind drifting in the pure luxury of Liam’s skilled touch.
She saw movement in the mirror. Mick walked across the room and handed her a drink. “You might as well take this now.”
Her enjoyment was shattered as Liam set the brush down, and she emptied the glass. The drink was good for her and really didn’t taste all that bad. Ever handed the empty glass back to Mick. “Thank you.” She should really say that more often to them. She didn’t want them to think that all the little things they did for her went unappreciated.
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Marilyn Rausch, Mary Donlon