Free Secrets Uncovered by Raven McAllan

too big for a ten and a bit week fetus? Kath bit back the ever-increasing premonition that maybe there were two babies in there? She was due to go for a scan in a few weeks, and until then she had no intentions of voicing her suspicions. If she did, what was the betting the new protocol would be flung out and a nothing doing protocol brought in?
    So she changed into the comfortable elastic-waisted linen trousers she’d bought earlier in the day—with a warm gooey feeling inside as she handed her credit card over—and a loose silky top that she hoped suited her growing boobs. The outfit wasn’t a maternity one—ten and a bit weeks was, in her mind, way too early for that, but it did have, as Jess put it diplomatically, room for maneuver. Kath had the sudden thought that room was going to be needed before long. She hugged herself. It was a fabulous feeling, and she was humming as she went back into the lounge.
    To her delight, Jeff was sitting in his chair, legs outstretched, with the gleam in his eye she loved.
    Kath walked barefoot across the room—funny how they hadn’t even discussed that. It had always been barefoot and bare-assed when they were together unless Jeff had decreed otherwise. No bra was a given whenever possible. Kath hated them with a vengeance. Not for the first time, she wondered if any other BDSM Master-sub couples behaved as they did? It made no difference anyway because she wasn’t bothered. Jeff and she had worked out what they wanted long before Diomhair ever came into existence, and decided there and then they’d adhere to the adage, ‘My kink may not be yours, yours may not be mine, but if safe, sane and consensual, that’s fine’. Theirs was safe, sane and consensual—and it worked for them.
    She slid onto her new chair and bowed her head. His soft touch on her neck was enough for her clit to quiver and her juices to once more gather.
    Without realizing, her hands slid onto his knees and he laughed softly.
    “Oh, yes, pet, I like that.”
    Jess let her head drop far enough to rest on his thighs. It wouldn’t take much for her to move her head up and her mouth would be in line with the bulge that was growing hard under his jeans. The fact he’d changed out of his leathers was enough to show her there’d be no playing in front of Jess and David.
    “You know,” she said as a soft tug on her hair made her lift her head. “I’ve read that a lot of subs greet their Doms by nuzzling their cocks. I like the sound of that.”
    “I like the sound of a lot of things, love, and the actions a lot more, but that’s them and…”
    “This is us,” Kath finished for him. “I know and I’m sorry, I’m sort of teasing. I want what’s best for Bump as well. It’s that I’d like what’s best for us to be a little more, well, I was going to say in your face, but I’m not sure that’s the best expression to use.”
    Jeff laughed. “Maybe not, but if you’re a very good girl we might move on a little bit tonight. That is not definite. However, we might.”
    “Oh, I’m very good, I promise. What?” Kath squirmed on the chair, and he pinched her earlobe gently. Even that slight sting made her want to leap up in the air and high five the world. She loved it. Could she ask for more?
    “Well, keep it up, and if you’re a good girl you may get a present later.” The doorbell rang. “That’s our guests. Will you get it, love, and I’ll sort some drinks out.”
    Kath got up, conscious that even now she didn’t move as smoothly as she’d like. If it wasn’t twins it was definitely an elephant.
    She opened the door to let David and Jess in. Jess winked slightly and David noticed. “Behave, pet. Remember what you promised? No teasing, no prodding and no asking questions.”
    “Yes, Sir.” Jess sounded so sincere that it was all Kath could do not to laugh. She knew her friend. So, of course, did David. “Is that five or ten?” he asked dryly, and Jess giggled.
    “Definitely ten,