He felt nothing, so he pressed his hand against her robe, nothing. It was still early. It had to be skin to skin. He untied the knot and parted the robe and pressed his hand to her belly.

It was there, and it pleased him so much that he started to growl low, causing her to moan, and he looked up at her face. Her hips moved slightly, and the robe parted more, but he didn't take his eyes off her face, but his hand moved around her belly. Her skin was soft, she was so small, so fragile.