“Have your breasts been feeling tender or more sensitive than usual?”
Callie chuckled, recalling how exquisite it felt every time Urkot stroked or licked her nipples. “Oh yeah.”
Diego paused, smirking as he shook his head. “Guess I don’t need to ask whether you’ve been sexually active.”
“Yeah, that’d be a dumb question. Urkot can’t keep his hands off me.”
Will, Ahmya, and Ivy, who stood behind Diego, laughed.
“Mmhmm. Same for Rekosh,” Ahmya said. “Um, not that I’m complaining.”
“Ketahn tried to abstain,” Ivy said. “It was easy for him while I was healing from childbirth. But once I started ovulatingagain… I swear some instinctual switch flipped, and it was just like the first time we mated. And God, that sex wasgood.”
Will chuckled. So did Diego, who withdrew his hands from Callie’s belly and straightened.
“Well”—Diego held a hand out and helped Callie sit up—“whether the sex is good or not, the results are usually the same. You’re pregnant.”
Callie smiled wide, placing a hand over her ever-so-slightly rounded belly. “Really?”
After weeks of wondering, hoping, and questioning every odd sensation and every miniscule change in her body, getting confirmation was almost unreal.
Diego nodded. “Without any equipment, I can’t say for sure how far along you are, but I’d estimate that your due date is around the same time as Ahmya’s, or not long after. Congratulations.”
Ahmya squeed and rushed over, throwing her arms around Callie. “We’re gonna be mommies!”
Callie hugged her friend back as happiness flowed through her. She looked at Ivy as the woman joined the embrace.
“Our kids are all going to grow up together,” Ivy said.
“Can you imagine all the trouble they’re going to cause together?” Callie asked.
Ivy groaned as she withdrew. “If they’re anything like their fathers, it’s going to be a lot.”
“Yeah, hearing the stories from Rekosh about when they were young…” Ahmya chuckled as she stepped back.
With a big smile, Will moved beside Diego and slipped an arm around him. “Congrats, guys. But damn, both of you at the same time?”
Callie chuckled. “What did you expect? Sexy times make babies, and these mated males like to fuck.”
“Callie!” Ahmya gasped, blushing.
“You know it’s true.”
Ivy nodded. “Yep.”
Callie arched a brow at Ahmya. “You really want to act like we don’t hear you every night? And afternoon? And morning? Your den is next to ours!”
“At least I try to be quiet,” Ahmya said. “Can’t say the same for you.”
“That’stryingto be quiet?”
Ahmya glanced away, but not before Callie saw her lips stretch into a smile. “Okay, so maybe I’m not really trying all that hard.”
Ivy crossed her arms with a smirk. “I don’t see how you can.”
Will cleared his throat.
“Look, buddy,” Callie said, pointing a finger toward him, “we were hearing you guys too when we lived upstairs, so don’t get on to us.”
