Chapter 21

Killian didn't know what to do. Was his mother right ? Could Emma be pregnant ? Who's child is it ? Was it Neal's or could it be his ? His head hurt and he felt dizzy. Sitting down he felt cold and started to panic this is not the time to have another fit he thought and tried to think of anything other than having panic attacks since he knew that would start one. He closed his eyes and put his head between his legs and breathed. He decided to think about Emma, her lips. After a while it seemed to work on his panicking state, the thought of Emma made him feel safe and grounded.

He would have to ask her tonight when they meet up about her possible pregnancy.

"Congratulations Countess", one of the servants said.

"What for, Dorothy ?" Emma asked, confused.

"The pregnancy" she said

"What pregnancy ?" Emma asked again, still confused.

"Yours, you're expecting Countess, aren't you ? Or at least that's what Granny's saying" Dorothy confessed shyly.

Emma couldn't believe it, could she be pregnant ? She hadn't been intimate with Neal for months now, however she did sleep with Killian, and of course she did so without protection. How foolish of them, she thought.

Rushing to her room, Emma felt the urge to throw up. Everything made sense to her now. She had been feeling unwell for a couple of days now, morning sickness, dizziness, fatigue and nausea, these were pregnancy symptoms !

What will she do ? What will Killian think when he finds out ? Will he believe her that it's his child ?

Thankfully they were supposed to meet up soon so she'd then get to tell him and find out what to do from then. She needed to get a divorce and sooner than she thought.

It was a cosy apartment, not too big, just enough for a large bed and a table. She didn't expect much of it but it was better than what she expected. It was well furnished and in a well hidden street not too far from her brother's estate so it was perfect.

It didn't take long before she heard knocking on the door. Knock knock knock

She opened the door and found the man she's been expecting. He rushed inside so as not to be seen and closed the door behind him.

Touching his cold cheeks, she caressed it before they kissed. A small tender kiss, not what either of them expected of that night hadn't they come to find out about her pregnancy.

"Killian I have something to tell you" she said, breaking the kiss

"What is it, love ?" he said, concerned.

"Remember how we made love that day in your room before I left for Misthaven ?" she asked worried.

"yes ?"

"well, it seems like I'm pregnant, I'm expecting a baby, and it's yours" she said, tears filling her eyes. She didn't know why she wanted to cry, was it because she was scared of his reaction ? Or because she only just realized the implications of such pregnancy ?

Killian laughed nervously, he was happy and relieved she told him on her own but he was also terribly mad at himself for thinking it was Neal's. "You're sure ?" he asked, putting his hand on her cheek.

"Yes" she said with a smile, the tears now falling on her cheeks.

"Well I guess things have to move quicker than we expected" he thought out loud looking her in the eyes. He kissed her once more, this time hungrily.

Walking backwards, Emma lead them to the bed and pulled him down with her.

"Careful love, the baby" he said, sitting up.

"Don't worry Killian, it's nothing but a small bean at the moment" she said, giggling pulling him back in a sleeping position. She kissed him on the jawline while her hand made their way to his shirt, unbuttoning it. She took his shirt off while he tried to undo her corset urgently with his one hand. Emma saw his distress and helped him by undoing the front of her dress and standing up to take it off.

Killian had never seen a naked woman before, not even last time they made love, and now he understood why most men he's met have been obsessed about it. Emma was a beautiful woman, a swan, elegant and pure but also untamable and wild. Killian felt the evidence of his arousal and his pants constrict. She saw it too and undid his pants, she was terribly aroused as well and was dripping wet. Emma climbed on top of him and stroked his arousal. Killian grunted and felt like he was about to cum so he stopped her hands.

"Just think about something else, think about something – something that doesn't arouse you – and you'll last longer" she said between kisses.

Killian lay down and relaxed and thought about the something else. Caressing his arousal once again Emma asked "Ready ?". He nodded eagerly in answer. Emma climbed on top of him and impaled herself on his cock, both moaning and grunting in response, enjoying the feeling of being full and complete