Book 3: Updating

Chapter 32

I woke up still on the beach, with an umbrella open above me, and still laying on my stomach. I felt the dripping of cold water on my back. I realized someone was standing above me.

I looked up confused and saw two young men, about my age standing above me.

The shorter one spoke first, “Hi beautiful. We were just wondering if you would like to join our volleyball game.” He smiled in a way that he thought was charming.

The man next to him smiled seductively as he glanced at my butt, “You looked lonely so we thought you might want to join our game.” His eyes were kind.

I squinted up at them, and rolled showing them my giant belly.

They tried to hide their expressions, but they were unsuccessful. Their facial expressions went from flirtatious to uninterested instantly.

I sat up with some difficulty.

“Thanks for the offer.” I stated, “I don’t think I have the mobility for that at this time.” I shrugged and patted my baby bump.

“I understand. Well, we thought we would offer…” The taller one started to guide the shorter one away, his eyes now back peddling as if he now found me repulsive.
The shorter one politely smiled and tried to he kind, though his eyes stated he was no longer interested, “Have a nice day! Congratulations!” He nodded to my bump.

They practically ran away.

I sighed.

I didn’t want to flirt with strangers nor make Jesse jealous. It was just nice to feel authentically attractive for a full five seconds, before my grotesquely mutated body was unveiled.

I looked around for Jesse and the twins. They were down the beach a short distance playing with a whiffle bat and ball. I grabbed a cold water bottle from the cooler and drank it, followed by another.

I pulled out my phone. It was 1:00pm.

I checked my messages as I felt wet drops splash on me from above.

The less attractive counter part of the group of friends was encouraged by my diminished appearance with the addition of my baby bump, and he boldly decided I was now within his league.

Hey Love? I mind linked Jesse

Oh! You are awake! He glanced over. Who is that?

Second string of horny men wanting my attention. The ones that deemed themselves more attractive ran away in terror when they saw my baby bump. Now the second string thinks I am in their league… I explained.

“Hi gorgeous. Mind if I sit with you in the shade for a minute. This sun is intense.” He was laying on his best level of charm, which felt a bit obvious and abrasive.

Jesse had closed the space between us by now and he walked up under the umbrella and sat beside me, shoving the man out of the way as though he wasn’t there. He fell on his butt and groaned.

Jesse sat beside me happily, he was easily more handsome than all three men. He was easily strong enough to win against the entire volley ball team if it came to a fight. Jesse’s body screamed: powerful.

He greeted me warmly, “Hey Love! I didn’t know you woke up.” Then he kissed me deeply pulling me possessively into his arms.

When he paused he glanced up at the boy still standing there. Jesse gave him an intimidating glare, before kissing me again. He got the message and shuffled off.

The twins sat on the blanket and hugged me.

Tara exclaimed, “Momma! You woke up! We played baseball!”

Aaron pointed to what could only be described as a sand city, “Look at our castle! Daddy said we are expert builders!” He puffed his chest out proudly.

“Wow! Sounds like you both had fun at the beach! I love your castle. Daddy is right! You are great at building sand castles!” I responded as I smiled at them.

I glanced in the direction of the group of men trying to find girls and they were in a small cluster gawking at Jesse and talking amongst themselves.

I used my wolf hearing to eaves drop.

The tall one stated, “Well now I see why she let someone knock her up so young! That guy is humongous!”

The shorter one replied, “She must have been hot before all those kids. From the back I graded her a 10, but with that bump and all those kids she dropped to a 5. Sad….” He mourned my deescalating beauty stats.

“I don’t see anything wrong with her now. She is fit and tall. She is pregnant, but I think she is still very beautiful.” The least attractive one shrugged.

“Well, you can’t be very picky with that mug of yours!” The tall one harassed him.

I stopped listening and sighed.

Jesse was looking at me concerned.

The twins were playing with a ball with circular, velcro paddles they use to catch it.

Where did you just go? Jesse asked.

I was eavesdropping. That was a mistake. I sighed.

On who? Those perverts? Jesse asked.

I don’t know if I can explain it correctly. I stated glumly.

Well try to explain, and I will try to understand. Jesse offered.

I woke up to them dripping water on me. They were interested and flirting. They offered for me to join their volleyball game. I sat up, they saw my front and all but ran. They reacted the way I did this morning confirming my fears. Then their less attractive friend thought I was in his league since my body was so flawed. It did nothing good for my ego. Yes I know their opinion doesn’t matter, and only yours is actually important to me in that arena. The encounter just fed my insecurities and confirmed them. I sighed hoping I explained myself clearly.

I get it. I attracted the fit girls at the beach and you attracted the subpar guy, because men are dogs. Which we are… Complete dogs. There are some men out there that will knock a girl up and cheat on her because her body changes due to the pregnancy that he caused. Men can be assholes. Fickle, judgmental, superficial assholes when they let their hormones do the thinking for them. Jesse explained.

Jesse looked me in the eyes, I got you pregnant, because I love you, I want a family with you, and I am committed to you. My judgement of your body should weigh heavier than theirs, because I know you inside and out. His words calmed me.

I laid Jesse back on the blanket and snuggled against his chest, listening to his heart. I touched his chest, and he smiled.

I am yours no matter how either of our bodies change. Jesse kissed my forehead. Can you trust me when I tell you how I see you? When you keep disqualifying yourself it makes me sad. He asked.

I can try. I stated.

You are beautiful Rebecca. Jesse expressed. You are the most beautiful person I have ever met.

Jesse sat up, helping me sit up too.

We need to head home for the barbecue. He reminded me.

Agreed. I put my fingers in his hair and kissed him. He pulled me into his lap and deepened the kiss. When we parted he hugged me tightly and held me.

Then he got up and started loading the car. He used a sock full of baby powder to remove the sand from the twins before loading them into their car seats.

Jesse wouldn’t let me lift a thing. He gave me a cold bottle of water and encouraged me to get into the car.
He had it loaded in a few short minutes.

We picked up two family sized orders of poutine from the beach side stand and headed home.

While I bathed the pups, Jesse started the grill and cleaned it. As I finished getting the twins and I dressed, our guests began to arrive. Lucian and his family, Sargent Davies and his mate, Keith, and Lindsey and her mate Joe.

I greeted each one warmly while Jesse rinsed the sand from his body and threw on some clean clothes before resuming his grilling tasks.

I pulled out the chicken kabobs I marinated and assembled, as well as aluminum packs of veggies to throw on the grill, corn on the cob and many other sides, laying them out for Jesse to grill or fixing their presentation buffet style. Lindsey helped me as we chatted. The kids went into the backyard to play together on the swing set. Jesse was outside talking with all the men. Lucian’s mate Lydia and Sargent Davies’ mate Elizabeth helped me with set up and decorations.

Before we knew it the meat was done, and we were all making our plates. Jesse loaded his up with steak and poutine. He grinned at me excited. It warmed my heart to see him so happy.

We ate together and talked for three hours until it began to get late. Then we built a bonfire in the backyard and made s’mores.

It was a fulfilling night. I was sad to see everyone go.

Once the twins were in bed, I wasn’t far behind them. I still felt ugly and sex felt like a transaction of pity. No matter how nice Jesse was to me about it, he cannot possibly find my body erotic and attractive in its current state. There was no way.

I wore my baggiest, most unattractive pajamas as I tried to keep my face neutral. Jesse wasn’t fooled. He pulled me in front of him, as he sat on the side of the bed.

Strip for me. I will tell you what I see honestly. Jesse challenged me.

I remembered when we played this game in the pack house when I explored sexuality for the first time. I messed it up, because I couldn’t get passed how much I was beginning to love Jesse. He liked it more with my emotions added in. The memory made my heart warm. Then reality set in: I was no longer that fit, muscular, confident girl. I couldn’t pull that off now.

Stop disqualifying yourself and show me your body. Jesse demanded.

He lifted my baggy shirt, exposing my belly. I quickly pressed my shirt down, blushing.

Jesse moved my hand, and lifted the shirt again. He took it off entirely and I looked at him, reading his face. His face smiled and his eyes contained joy as he watched my belly move. He stared at my bump in awe, and gently kissed the stretched skin. He rested his ear on my bump willing his werewolf hearing to hear them.

His eyes brightened in surprise. “I hear their heartbeats!” A tear went down his cheek as he smiled, listening to them with love building in his chest.

Jesse’s eyes went to my legs, removing my pants, and he touched them. They were lean and sculpted with some fat stored in my thighs.

Why don’t you like these? Jesse kneeled down to examine my legs, kissing my thighs softly.

I touched my inner thighs and they jiggled. I sighed. I pinched my outer thighs and there were the beginnings of saddle bags.

See? I whined.

It is just baby food. Sometimes you have to sustain between meals and need a little meat to burn to keep the babies healthy. That will go away with breast feeding, just like last time. Jesse assured me.

I turned around to show him my butt.
Jesse kissed my butt.

I demonstrated how it is no longer just muscle but contains a layer of fat, and then I pinched my hips where a layer of fat had grown.

Do you want to hear the naughty thoughts I am having or my polite evaluation? Jesse asked.

I turned to see his face and he was obviously leaning more towards naughty.

Let me have it. I stated.

He put his hands on my hips, grabbed the fat, and pulled them to his mouth licking me.

Try to escape now. I have handles. Jesse teased. Then he smacked my ass hard making it jiggle. He watched it and I saw his erection harden under his thin shorts.

He shrugged. My inner dog loves the enhancements. I would even call them upgrades.

My hands went to my breasts, and lifted them, they sagged back down. They were a little bigger and saggy now.

Jesse directed his attention to them, and took one in both hands, placing the nipple into his mouth, and squeezed as he sucked. Then he fondled the other, moving his head to explore the second one.

He was now fully aroused as his eyes looked at me with a fire smoldering within them.

Do you see what they do to me? Jesse asked.

I showed him the flab on my upper arms.

He kissed my arms and shrugged. Just baby snacks. He commented.

His fingers found my arm muscles and he traced their definition. Look at all that muscle from all the hard work you do every day… Those muscles will eat up anything left when your hormones change. He shrugged. But honestly, I didn’t even notice.

I want you baby. Please… He slid his shorts off, and laid back on the bed. Your body does it for me. I only want you. Please don’t starve me… I am hungry love. His eyes looked at me with desire. You are perfect just the way you are. I outrank anyone at that beach today, and I only have eyes for you. Can that be enough? All that I am is yours. I am not a perverted dog. When offered other girls I said no and chose you. I love you. Come here. Trust me. I want you passionately. Jesse was pleading.

Truth be told, he worked hard to maintain his unrestricted sexual access. He spoiled me rotten and kept me so happy in day to day interactions. It didn’t make sense why I was feeling this way. Why was I doing this to him? It would be easier to stop fighting him and just believe him. Maybe I could let him decide for himself what he wants.

I crawled up to his mouth slowly, letting my eyes take in his perfectly sculpted body and powerful build. Jesse grinned watching my breasts move. I kissed him, and his arms wrapped around me, pulling me close, and his lips pressed into mine hungrily.

He flipped me and pinned me to the bed.

I only want you for the rest of my life. You. No one else. No matter how your body changes. Please believe me love. I will not turn on you. I worked through that type of trauma and made my choices. I know your body, your heart, and your mind. You are where I am home. Jesse kissed me with all his love, willing me to hear him.

I surrendered and kissed him back, letting my hips grind on him. He slid inside my willing body and pressed himself in and out picking up speed, lighting fires in my abdomen. I lifted my pelvis up, improving his access, and he helped lift me as well. He responded rubbing my clit with his thumb and watching my body move as he pumped.

His eyes and the feelings I saw within them made me feel irresistible and desirable. I let myself see through his eyes, and I forgot my insecurities. I let my hormones take me and flood over my body.

When I put down my walls, his emotions heightened my arousal causing me to cum. Jesse piggy backed one orgasm off another feeling my orgasms as his own, while fighting the urge to follow me. After the third, he surrendered driving in deep and grinding hard until he was spent.

He wrapped me up in his arms and legs pinning me on my side playfully, kissing my face all over. I could feel he was far from satisfied, but I was done resisting him. I surrendered to the feelings and enjoyed our time together. I decided I could trust him to be the judge of what he does and doesn’t like, and to be thankful he still finds me attractive, even when I don’t. Through his eyes, maybe I could learn to be less hard on myself.