Addicting Love

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I whined as Fred patted my ass. "Turn over." He whispered.

It's three in the fucking morning. I don't want to turn over. I never do. Not in the whole four weeks we've been doing this.

"C'mon Bee, I'm tired, be a good girl." He sighed.

"Fine." I grumbled and flipped onto my back, Fred pulled the blankets off me. I felt something cold against my thigh, then I got a needle. I groaned and arched my back a little.

"Good girl." He leaned over and kissed my hip bone, then he left the room. I tugged the covers back up my body and yawned.

Fred was back in a couple of minutes and got back into bed, grabbing my arm and tugging me over to him.

Back to sleep we go.

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Guess who's seven weeks pregnant? Me.

That's right. One month and three weeks.

Me!

It's been rough, but I'm getting through it. No caffeine sucks. Like really sucks. I get bad headaches because I can't drink iced coffee but oh well. It's worth it.

Taking pills aren't bad at all, neither is getting a needle every morning... but the affects the medication has on me isn't that nice.

I'm always so tired. I cry at least three times a week. I've been sick every now and then. Yeah, it's not that pretty.

Oh god, then there's me without my BPD medication.

Im a mess. I hate that medication, but like I said, I need those pills. Need.

Im moody like hell. I was convinced Fred was going to leave me for Ellie (Ellie!) for two days just because he held the door open for her. I told Kalen to 'go to fucking hell for all I care' because he commented on my lack of enthusiasm when he and Draco told the others they were a couple.

I'm honestly being so shitty towards my friends, and they don't even know why.

Yep, no one knows I'm pregnant. I'm almost two months pregnant and no one knows. I'm not really showing though.

Oh! One more fun fact about my hormones!

I'm horny.

So fucking horny.

Like, I've always been horny. I love sex. Love. But this is different.

Y'know those pills Fred gives me from time to time that makes me cum just from him kissing my neck and make me wetter than Niagara Falls? Yeah, that's how horny I am. Minus the coming part.

I'm wet most of the time. I'm around Molly? Wet. I'm grocery shopping? Wet. I'm at work? Wet. Walking the dog? Wet. Sleeping? Wet. Showering? Wet. Wet. Wet. Wet. Wet!

Not only do I have to change my panties so much, but I have to deal with the horniness. Meaning, I squirm when my clit throbs non stop. It's kinda uncomfortable.

For the first week, I didn't tell Fred. By the second week, his dick was in me every hour of the day.

I'm serious! Fred's always touching me.

Fred's one to touch me. A lot. We have sex almost everyday. But now it's everyday, plus fingering, licking and rubbing. And sucking on his tip helps too (I don't know why but I does). I'll grind down on his thigh just to get friction.

So that's fun.

I still really enjoy sex though.

So that's really fun.