|you're never touching me again, alarix|
Lila’s POV - 5 Months Later.
“You’re going to wear yourself out, Lila,” Mum sighed. “You know you’re supposed to be resting.” My mum scolded, trying to usher me back to bed.
“This is the fourth false alarm,” I growled, pacing back and forth across my bedroom floor.
She rolled her eyes at me and chuckled. She grabbed my arm gently and stopped in front of me. “It’ll happen, Darling. You can’t force it.”
“I had hoped it would only be two months,” I grumbled. “It’s been fucking five.”
I sagged against the wardrobe and lolled my head back against the door. “I’m exhausted.”
Alarix poked his head around the open door and scanned his eyes around until they landed on me. “How are you feeling, beautiful?”
I smiled at him and nodded. “Tired.”
I roamed my eyes over him and sucked in a breath. He was wearing his official royal suit, and he looked absolutely amazing. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to seeing him all dressed up and... royal.
It was such a fucking turn on, and this is what got us into this situation.
“This,” I waved my hand up and down my body, “is all your fault,” I growled.
He came towards me, chuckling with his eyebrows quirked. He stopped in front of me and placed his hands on my swollen stomach.
“Yes, baby, it’s all my fault.”
“I want her out of me now,” I whined, putting my hands over his.
“I know, baby. She’ll be here before we know it.”
I sighed and wrapped my arms around him the best I could. I rested my head on him and nuzzled my head into his chest.
“I’ll give you two some space. I’ll be downstairs if you need me.” Mum mentioned as she moved towards the open door. “I’ll also make you some food that is supposed to help bring on labour.”
“Thanks, Mum.” I sighed.
As she left the room, closing the door behind her, Alarix raised my chin to make me look at him. He leaned forward, planting a chaste kiss on the side of my mouth.
“You know what else is good for bringing on labour?” He whispered into my ear.
I hummed and grasped onto his shirt as he planted a wet kiss on my neck.
I recoiled, holding my hands up in front of me. “Nuh-uh.” I shook my head. “You can keep your devil cock away from me.”
He raised his brow at me and snickered. He ran his hand down my back and bunched my dress up, cupping his hands on my ass. “My devil cock doesn’t have to go anywhere near you.”
I moaned, shaking my head. “I’m not feeling sexy at the minute.” I sighed.
I have what feels like three giant watermelons shoved up my shirt. My back is in constant agony, and my ankles are so puffy that I can’t fit into any shoes.
“Believe me, baby, you look incredible.” He smirked, pulling me against him and rubbing his hardening cock against me. “You still turn me on.”
“Alarix,” I moaned, holding onto his shoulders to keep me upright.
He never fails to make me feel better about myself. Whether it’s drawing me a bath, or giving me a foot rub, or just making sure he tells me how much he loves me and how beautiful I am.
I pressed my lips to the corner of his as I slid my hands over his shoulders under his blazer jacket. I pushed it over his shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. He unbuttoned his dress pants and pushed them down as I hiked my dress up and pulled my panties down.
He pressed his mouth on mine tenderly and walked me towards the bed. As soon as my legs hit the mattress, he gently laid me down.
“I can’t lay on my back,” I mumbled as I rolled onto my side.
He reached his hand up and swiped my hair from my face. “I love you.” He whispered, lifting my leg and resting it on his waist. “No, devil cock.”
I chuckled, moving my hand between us and pushing my hand down his boxers. “Touch me,” I moaned, wrapping my hand around his length.
He moaned, grazing his finger along the inside of my thigh. “I can use my fingers, right?” He purred.
I stroked him faster and nodded. He groaned, sliding his fingers between my folds, “so wet.”
I pulled his cock out of his boxers as he circled his finger against my clit. I wasn’t going to last long. I was wound up so tight; a few more strokes and I’d be exploding.
“Rix,” I moaned, forcing my face into his neck.
He pushed one finger, then two inside of me and nudged my clit with his thumb. “I know, baby. I feel you.” He moaned.
I stroked faster and moaned loudly as I crashed my lips against his. “Cum, baby.” He grunted. “Cum all over my hand... I want to feel you.”
“Cum with me.” I panted.
He circled his thumb over my clit frantically as he dragged his fingers in and out of me slowly. I held my breath as the pleasure built up so high, my vision blurred.
“Cum with me.” I panted as he thrust his hips back and forth in my hand.
“Cum for me, Lila. I’m going to cum. ” He moaned.
I released my breath with a throaty, satisfying moan as my legs shook and my walls clamped down around his finger. A low growl rumbled from my chest as I felt his release all over my hand.
“Are you ok?” He breathed, brushing his lips against mine.
I nodded and took a deep breath before exhaling slowly. “Let’s get cleaned up... I have a meeting in one hour, and you need to rest.” He mentioned, removing his fingers before gently lifting my leg off him.
I yawned as he pushed his arm under my head and helped me up. “Have I worn you out, huh?” He smirked.
I grinned at him and nodded. “I’m always tired these days.” I giggled.
“Come on.” He chuckled, holding his hand out. “Let’s get you in a nice bath.” I placed my hand in his as he led me towards the bathroom.
I was curled up in a freshly made bed after we had our bath. “Do you need anything?” Alarix asked, standing at the foot of the bed.
I nuzzled my head into my pillow as I shook my head. “No, I’m good here.”
He came over to the side of my bed and crouched down. He leaned forward with his palm flat against my stomach and gave me a long sweet kiss before moving down and pressing his lips to my stomach.
“I love you,” he whispered to my stomach.
He reached up and swiped my hair from my face. “I love you as well.” He smiled at me.
He stood up and dusted his trousers before he turned to walk towards the door. He glanced back at me and raised his brow.
“I love you, King Alarix,” I whispered before my eyes fluttered closed.
I woke up, gasping, clutching my stomach as shooting pains shot from my abdomen and up my stomach. I sat upright, lifting the blanket and gawking at my legs as a gush of water flooded the bed.
“Alarix! Either I’ve just pissed myself, or my water has broken!”
"Mum!! This isn’t a false alarm."
The bedroom door swung open, crashing into the set of drawers. Alarix stumbled through, still clinging onto the doorknob. My mum came in behind him and steadied him.
“Let’s have a baby,” Mum chirped, pushing Alarix towards me.
“Ok, Lila. One more push.” Mum coached.
I shook my head, whimpering. “I can’t. It hurts.” I whined.
Alarix stroked my hair and kissed me on my forehead. “Baby, you’ve got this.” Alarix cooed. “One more push, then our baby girl will be here.”
“This is all your fucking fault!” I snarled, grasping his shirt. “You're never touching me again, Alarix!”
“Lila, push!” Mum ordered.
I dragged a deep breath before pushing with everything I had. Everything hurt; there was a burning sensation spreading throughout my abdomen and between my legs. I choked back a sob as the pain hit an all-time high before disappearing completely.
I sighed in relief and watched my mum’s face light up as she grabbed Alarix’s shirt and pulled him towards her.
“Here’s your little girl… You cut the cord.” She beamed at him as he gaped down at the bed.
I closed my eyes, sighing as Mum told Alarix what to do. She then mentioned something about me delivering the placenta. I gently dropped my legs down on the bed and exhaled as exhaustion washed over me.
I looked at my mum as she wrapped a pink blanket around Alora. “Is she o-”
I growled loudly, clutching my stomach. I panted as wave after wave of pain spread over my stomach.
“Fuck… what’s… going.... on.” I stammered.
Mum looked terrified as she handed Alarix the baby. I knew about my birth mum and how all the women in her family died. I held my breath as Mum looked down.
Her eyes went wide as she bent my legs and held her hands on my knees, and gawked at me.
“Lila, push.” She ordered.
I pushed for what felt like hours until the burning sensation came back. The pain hit high again, and I knew exactly what was coming; I didn’t understand why, though.
I panted, catching my breath as the pain evaporated again. I looked over at Alarix and my mum as they both gaped at the bed.
“A baby boy.” Alarix drawled.
I sat up the best I could and stared at the little wiggling baby. I looked at Mum and frowned.
“How did we miss him?” I choked. “Why wasn’t he picked up on the sonogram?”
Mum shook her head in disbelief. “I... I have no idea. Sometimes it happens.” She replied.
She picked the baby up and wrapped him up in a blanket before handing him to me. I cradled him in my arms and gazed down at him.
“Well, what a nice surprise you are, little one.” I cooed, stroking his cheek.
Alarix came over to me and sat next to me, holding Alora near me. “We’re parents, Lila.” He whispered, looking down at our babies.
“I’m going to let your dad know you’ve had Alora.” Mum smiled. “I’ll leave you to tell everyone about the little guy.”
I glanced at Alarix as Mum left the room. “Rix, what are we going to call him?” I asked.
“I have no idea...” he drawled.
I glanced back down at them. “We have to protect them, Rix. They’re going to be coming for both of them.” I whispered.
“I won’t let anything happen to either of our babies, Lila.” He vowed.
“Little Alora and little Corbon.”
“Corbon?” Alarix questioned.
“It means gift from our Goddess,” I replied. “Is that ok?”
“It’s perfect. Alora and Corbon are perfect.” He breathed before kissing each baby on their foreheads.
I sighed and rested my head on his shoulder. No matter what happens, we’ll get through this as a family.