I reckon I'm jealous, of this other man. And it makes me think, maybe, that I don't know Bridgett, as good as I thought I did." So. You see there?" Ma... Coward said, triumphantly. "That's the kind of thing we're gonna be running into, here! Jealousy!... And disappointment. Rage, even!" I don't feel no rage," Ingmar said. "But I am disappointed. And I guess I'm jealous, too." All right," Bridgett said. "We've all acknowledged, haven't we? This is a tough thing to deal with. We're not going to. "I pulled her closer and kissed the top of her head."I still love you, big sister. Don't be afraid to talk to me, huh? I'll listen. And I'll always love you."Notice how I never said I wasn't jealous? Slowly but surely, I was learning.Izzy hugged me hard. I heard noises downstairs. Time to face the family.Dinner that evening was an adventure in long silences and brief outbursts.Isabeau and I were the last ones to take our places around the kitchen table where the family customarily ate dinner. My nipples swelled even more in response, and a slow, steady throb had begun between my thighs. What would it be like, I wondered, to feel this body over mine? Suddenly, a particularly large pothole had me almost tumbling from my perch, and his hand moved round me in response, saving me from the tumble. His hasty clutch had placed his hand upon my stomach, just under the swell of my breast. His heat burned into my body, and I instantly felt almost helpless to the reactions my body were. “Get ready, bitch. Wulfkar’s sperm will soon find your womb,” the gladiator hissed. The man’s shaven head gleamed in the sun as he licked the side of her neck. Phaeka’s hands gripped his shoulders tightly. She moaned as his furious thrusts wrested unwilling pleasure from her body. She felt herself convulse around his rigid length, her body’s responses reaching their pinnacle. ‘Oh god!’ she thought. ‘I am truly and fully dishonored.’ Then it was happening. This Wulfkar, this cruel man blanketing.