Chapter Thirty-Seven Grayson
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN: GRAYSON
T wo months later
With my head buried between Vivian’s legs, I worked my tongue over her clit. While she moaned with pleasure, it was muffled by the fact Bennett’s cock was down her throat. He flexed his hips, slowly fucking her mouth.
“That’s it. Swallow his cock like a good girl,” Theo instructed from the laptop. He’d left two days ago bound for Charleston. Although we would’ve loved to join him as he officially became a member of the Swarm, Vivian was too far along to fly. Instead, we’d gotten videos and pictures of him. I couldn’t have been happier or prouder for him.
When one thing had led to another between the three of us this morning, we’d FaceTimed him to be a part of our sexcapade. Thankfully, he’d been packing up to head home, so he happily joined in.
As I thrust two fingers inside Vivian’s drenched walls, I continued lapping at her pussy. Arching her back, she pinched her nipples between her fingers. Reaching between my legs, I started sliding my hand up my cock.
At Vivian’s guttural groan, I jerked my head up. I’d know her sex sounds anywhere, and that wasn’t a sex groan. At the same time, Bennett pulled his cock out of her mouth.
“What’s wrong?” Theo demanded over the laptop.
Vivian’s hand came to her swollen belly. “I had a pain.”
“What kind of pain?” I asked.
Shrugging, she replied, “I don’t know. Kinda like a stretching one.”
“Was it from arching your back a minute ago?” Bennett asked.
“I don’t think so. It’s in my stomach.”
“Fucking hell. You’re in early labor,” Theo pronounced.
The three of us jerked our gaze to Theo’s on the laptop screen. “No, it can’t be,” Vivian protested.
“Cramps are part of early labor.”
“She only had one pain,” I argued.
Vivian sucked in a breath. After pinching her eyes shut, she replied, “Make that two,” she gritted out.
“But she isn’t due for two more weeks,” I said.
“Yeah, well, babies don’t give two shits about due dates,” Bennett replied.
“All right, let’s talk about other early labor signs,” Theo suggested.
“Okay,” Vivian replied.
“Have you had a bloody show?” Theo asked.
Wrinkling my nose, I asked, “What the fuck is that?”
Theo rolled his eyes. “Didn’t you read the baby books?”
I grimaced. “The vagina pictures did me in.”
“You’re impossible.”
“I was afraid I’d never be able to look at Viv’s pussy the same way again.”
Vivian snorted. “I have a feeling it’s going to be worse in person.”
With a groan, I lamented, “Oh God, it’s going to be like my favorite place to eat burning to the ground, isn’t it?”
Bennett smacked the back of my head. “Get a grip.”
“Sorry.”
“Do you think you lost your mucus plug?” Theo asked.
A sheepish look flashed on Vivian’s face. “There might’ve been a little discharge in my panties last night.” At Theo’s groan, she said, “I just thought it was hormone changes.”
“Right. The best course of action is to start timing the pains.
“Should we get her to the hospital?” I asked.
Shaking her head, Vivian replied, “We need to wait until the contractions are coming every five minutes for at least an hour. Sometimes they say every three to four minutes for two hours.”
Fuck. I would’ve felt much better about racing out of the house and heading to the hospital. The last thing on earth I wanted to think about was helping deliver the baby.
“So we just sit around and wait?”
As Theo nodded, Vivian said, “I’m going to go take a shower, so I’ll be ready for the hospital.”
Holding out my hand, I helped her sit up. “I still can’t believe you guys can get it up for me when I look like a beached whale,” she mused as she rubbed her belly.
“You’re always sexy to me,” I said, kissing her cheek.
“And me,” Bennett replied.
“Same,” Theo echoed with a grin.
Shaking her head, Vivian pulled herself to a standing position. As she started walking to the bathroom, she froze. Just as I was about to ask if she was having another pain, a deluge of liquid shot down her legs.
“Please tell me you just pissed yourself,” I said.
Slowly, she turned back around. “My water just broke.”
And just like that, shit got exceptionally real.