Traps
"I will give you this…thing," she said in disgust. "I will carry it and I will give myself to you each night for whatever you desire until it is born. But…"
She had his full and undivided attention. His large hands held her firmly. His hot breath caressed her face as they looked at each other. He waited for her to continue. "When it is born, you take it and leave. You will never come to me again, threaten the unicorns, or Jack."
If I refuse? His face was now inches from hers, lips almost touching.
"I die. Along with it."