Borrowed WifeThe Breeding Favor Chapter 21

The Dress

I waited on the edge of the bed—Sid's bed. The sheets still smelled faintly of him. It was twisted.

"Okay, close your eyes!" Cici's voice came from the hallway.

I closed them. I heard the rustle of fabric.

"Open."

I opened my eyes and my jaw hit the floor.

Cici stood there in a wedding dress. But it wasn't like any dress I'd ever seen.

The bodice had been savagely cut open. Her massive breasts spilled out, framed by jagged lace, her nipples hard and pink, pointing straight at me.

The skirt was even worse. The front was gone. Her long, white-stockinged legs were on full display. And between them? A pair of crotchless panties that framed her dark bush and pink slit like a target.

"Do you like it?" she did a little twirl. "I made some... modifications."