Every comment says the same thing: when are you getting pregnant, Mom2bee? So after months of negative tests and silent prayers, I lit a black candle and begged the universe for any help it could send. The next morning, my handsome new neighbor promised I’d get exactly what I asked for. That night, I reached for my fiancé in the dark and found him in my bed instead, smiling like he already owned me. He reminded me I’d invited him, seven nights of begging to get pregnant, and the second his hand slid into my thong, I stopped pretending I didn’t want it. I let him cuff me with my own handcuffs and stuff my panties in my mouth to keep me quiet, then he ate me until I was shaking, and I sucked his cock upside down, begging him to breed me. He took me deep in every position and filled me with every last drop, leaving me with one promise: remember who made it. My fiancé thinks I was dreaming. The cum running down my thighs says otherwise. Shhh.