Bought for Christmas(42)

By: Doris O Connor

“Anyway, have fun. Is he whisking you away somewhere nice?” Sarah asked, and Emilia nodded.

“Oh, yes, he is.”

“Don’t let me keep you then.”

Emilia gave the other woman a hug, and clearing her mind of anything else stepped up to her husband, mate, and Sir.

Hunter pulled her collar out of his pocket, and Emilia found herself slip further into her submissive head space.

Bowing her head she inhaled deeply, pulling his beloved scent into her lungs, as he clicked the lock shut around her neck, and hooking one finger into the d-ring of her collar pulled her closer to kiss her.

“Ready, kitten?” he asked.

“Oh yes, Sir.”

Hunter placed one of his hands on her slightly swollen belly, and their babies twisted inside.

“How are my girls?” he asked, and Emilia smiled.

“They’re fine, but their mummy isn’t.”

Hunter cocked an eyebrow at her, and his sinful grin made her hold her breath.

“Well, then, get in this car and we’ll have to see what we can do about that, won’t we. It’s a long drive to the cabin after all, and I seem to recall I’ve bought you for Christmas.”

“Yes, Sir, I do believe you have.”

The End