CHAPTER 14

Weeks passed in rapid succession and soon they became months. Sansa could no longer see her feet and she walked in a way that Sandor lovingly referred to as looking like a drunken duck. She could no longer work, and spent the majority of her time in the room with Corraine checking on her regularly.

Sandor's reputation as a truly terrifying sell-word was quickly spreading to his dismay, and he worried that tales of a man who could only be the Hound would reach the capital. He tried not to show his worry to Sansa, but she knew something was wrong.

He paced across the room like an angry dog, Sansa sitting on the bed holding her enormous stomach.

"What is it?" she asked, fear invading her tone in a way he hated. He shook his head.

"It's nothing," he said, trying to make his voice sound reassuring but she raised an eyebrow. He ran a hand across his tired face. "Stories of my…work," he looked carefully at her when he said that, gaging her reaction. Her face didn't change and he continued. "Are getting around, I don't want them getting back to King's Landing." Sansa's eyebrows knit together.

"We're so far away now, do you really think they'd come all this way for you?"

"For me? No," he scoffed. "But for you…" his voice trailed off and he walked to where she sat, sitting next to her and running a gentle had down her face. "That little shit would do anything to get you back," he spat in disgust. Sansa chuckled without humor.

"Joffrey hated me, he doesn't want me back."

"He has to make a point, little bird. Find you, and kill you. I won't let it happen, but if people start taking these stories with them across the water…"

"Then you must stop," she said adamantly. Sandor barked out a laugh, getting up to continue pacing.

"And do what? I must work and I have only one skill."

"I didn't like it to begin with, be a farmer, a sailor, anything!" Her voice was insistent. "I will not bring our son into danger!" He could see her getting worked up, this was exactly why he didn't want to fucking tell her. He rushed back to where she sat, kneeling in front of her and taking one of her hands.

"It'll be fine, girl," he kissed her hands softly and she exhaled, stroking his matted hair. Suddenly she hissed, her hands flying to her stomach.

"What is it, what's wrong?" Sandor's voice was permeated with worry but Sansa smiled after a moment. She moved one of his big hands across her swollen stomach and he felt it jut out. His eyes met her tired-looking ones and she smiled again.

"He likes your voice, he wants out so he can meet his father." The corners of Sandor's mouth twitched slightly, and he leaned down to kiss her stomach before he found her lips and kissed her deeply.

His mouth was like a drug to her, and she put her hands on the sides of his face to keep him there. After a moment he chuckled into her mouth and gently removed her hands.

"He's wearing you out, you're too weak, my love," he whispered.

"I'm not," she said, panting. "He's just strong, like his father." Sandor smiled but Sansa was serious. "I need you," she whined. He was immediately hard, and he jumped away from her, turning his back and growling like a caged dog.

"No, Sansa," he said harshly, keeping his back turned so he couldn't see her eyes. She stood up and quickly stripped off her nightgown, leaving her naked. The room was cold and the hairs on her arms stood up.

"Corraine said it's alright; that it's good. I'm fine, I swear." Sandor slowly turned around to see her standing naked and a strangled noise escaped him.

She stood, her midsection its own planet; her time must be close. Her breasts were huge and swollen and the sight of them made his cock strain against his breeches. He didn't want to hurt her but he couldn't stay away.

He slowly stripped off his clothing and carefully, he took one of her breasts in his hand; it almost didn't fit now that it was so large. Her breathing caught when he touched her, and when he began kneading her breast she threw her hand in her mouth to keep from screaming. With his other hand he straight away put two huge fingers inside her, pumping in and out gently. She thought her head would explode with the feeling; all of her senses were more heightened then she could've imagined.

When he pulled his fingers out of her, he put them in his mouth, tasting every part of her. Before she could recover his head was already by her legs and she felt his hot breath where she needed him to be. The knowledge of him there made her thighs wet. Sandor smiled knowing that he didn't even have to do anything to make her pussy wet. He flicked his tongue in and out of her hot cunt, lapping up all of her juices. She could stop her scream when his tongue swirled inside of her, and she came for him.

With lust clouding her vision, she took his hand and led him to the bed where she sat. With Sandor standing in front of her, she took his huge cock in her mouth and started sucking him off.

She licked his balls and sucked his dick hard, pumping him with her hand. He threw his head back, trying not to groan. Before he got too close to release, he moved her hand away and spat on his dick before positioning it in between her huge tits. She held them together as he thrust hard again and again, simulating the feeling of her tight cunt, dripping for him. Sansa moaned at the feeling and Sandor was breathing hard. When he finally came, he groaned low and loud before spilling his seed all over her tits.

Sandor collapsed next to her and sighed contentedly.

"Told you I was fine," she said teasingly. He chuckled and kissed her shoulder. "I can't wait for this baby to be out of me so you can fuck me as hard as you can." Sandor's eyes widened, it was unusual for her to use such language.

"I can't wait for that either," he said, turning her face to his so he could kiss her.

They fell asleep there, naked and exhausted. It was still dark when Sansa woke suddenly. Her thighs were wet and she could feel that the bed was damp. She shook Sandor awake.

"For fuck sake, girl, what the bloody hell is it?" he groaned, putting a pillow over his face.

"Sandor, it's time."