by Natavia
“Wait until you get my age and your wife wears a bonnet to bed and big panties,” he said while putting a table together.
“My wife will never get old,” I replied and he chuckled.
“You can be in denial all you want to, youngin’. The beginning is amazing but as soon as the babies come, you can find yourself jerking off every night,” another man said.
“I’ll see y’all old heads later,” I joked.
I stopped at the cabin after I left the hotel. I had a surprise for Sy’noba and it was almost complete. The cabin was getting remodeled so we could live in it. Also, so she could be closer to her temple in the forest. I walked in and two construction workers were doing the walls. They were fast. I’d hired them a month prior and they were almost done with the house. The home was coming along beautifully.
“Midas, my man!” I said and slapped hands with him.
“We’ve known each other for about a month now. Just call me Brick,” he replied.
“Yo, I gotta tell you. This shit is fly. My wife is going to love the garden room with the water fountain,” I said.
“My wife loves the garden rooms in our house. It’s good for nursing, too. Your wife is expecting, right?” he asked.
“Yeah, but how did you get through the mood swings?” I replied.
“I wasn’t there the majority of the pregnancy but with her attitude I’m sure she would’ve gave me hell, too,” he chuckled.
“I just came by to check up on everything,” I said.
“We’ll be done in two days,” Brick replied.
“Aight, bet. I’ll holla at y’all later,” I said.
An hour later, I was pulling up to the estate. I called out to Sy’noba when I walked into the house.
“Yo, Sy’noba! Where you at, beautiful?” She didn’t answer. I looked around downstairs and found her in the den, lying on the couch. She was on her side with her hand resting on her stomach. The white, lace kimono gown she wore made her golden skin look godly. I picked her up and took her upstairs to our bedroom so wouldn’t roll off the couch.
“What time is it?” she asked, half-asleep when I laid her down.
“It’s two o’clock in the afternoon,” I replied.
“I’m exhausted right now but I’ll make it up to you later,” she said with her eyes closed.
“Get some rest. I wanted to come home early anyway,” I replied. I took off my shoes and laid next to her with my arm wrapped around her. My eyelids grew heavy and I found myself drifting off into a peaceful sleep.
Lynx
A month later…
I sat on the beach drinking a cold glass of milk, enjoying the breeze and the sounds of the water. Moving to Hawaii was one of the best things that had happened to me over the past few months. At times, I wanted to call Eze to see how he was doing but I thought better of it. That was my purpose of moving, to get over him. With the one hundred and fifty thousand dollars he gave me, I bought a small house by the beach. I even found a job working at a small animal hospital. The pay wasn’t what I expected but the job meant a lot to me. When the sun went down, I grabbed my blanket and basket and headed back home.
“Calm down, baby,” I said as I rubbed my stomach. The cub inside of me was kicking and moving everywhere. When Ryson told me I was connected to him, I didn’t know what he meant until after I moved to Hawaii. My stomach kept growing and I thought maybe I was getting fat, but once it started moving around, I knew what it was. The chemicals I took from David affected my hormones, so my body didn’t show any signs of pregnancy. At first, I thought Eze was the father but he didn’t hook himself inside of me, Ryson did.
“Meoowwwww,” my cat cried out when I walked into the house. Pebbles was a rescue cat. She was abused by her owners then dropped off at the cat hospital in a box. I picked her up and kissed her face.
“You’re hungry?” I asked and she rubbed her face against mine. After I fed her and changed her litter box, I was exhausted. My stomach was heavy and some days I couldn’t move around. I hadn’t hunted since I left Maryland. A small meat market in town had the freshest meat and I spent the majority of my paycheck there.
I took a quick shower before I got into bed. The wooden shutters on my window were open so the outside breeze could help me sleep. My cub kicked again and it almost knocked me off the bed.
“Please, just let me rest tonight!” I yelled out. Pebbles came into my bedroom and jumped on the bed next to me. She cuddled against me and rested her small head on my arm.
“It’s going to be me, you, and the cub very soon,” I said and she purred. Seconds later, I closed my eyes and went to sleep…
“OUCH!” I yelled out when I woke up. Pebbles scratched me and she ran out of my room. I looked at the clock on the wall and it was ten o’clock at night. I was only asleep for an hour.
“GREAT, PEBBLES!” I yelled out. I climbed out of bed and headed to the kitchen to get a glass of milk and meat cubes. While bending down in the fridge, I heard Pebbles hissing and growling.
“CUT IT OUT!” I yelled out and she stopped. When I closed the fridge, I dropped the glass of milk. Ryson stood in the entryway of my kitchen holding Pebbles and she was terrified.
“What are you doing here? How did you get in?” I asked.
“The window in your bedroom was open and I told you I could find you considering you’re carrying my cub,” he said. Pebbles scratched Ryson’s face and ran into the living room under the couch.
“Pebbles doesn’t like me,” he chuckled.
“You should go home. I’m fine here by myself,” I replied.
“I’m here because you’re ready to give birth,” he said.
“I have another month!” I spat.
“No, you actually don’t. You’re a smaller cat, do you think you can carry a liger’s cub for four months? Look at you, you’re ready to burst. In two days, you will be giving birth,” he said.
“GREAT! I’m still on ninety-day probation and you’re telling me I have to take off from work,” I replied, getting pissed off. I slammed the fridge door and the plants on top of it fell off.
“You got a job? Wow, Lynx, I’m impressed. Rich Boy ain’t taking care of you anymore,” he said and I hissed at him.
“Leave and come back in two days. You’re getting me worked up,” I replied.
“My coach let me get a few days off to come here so I’m not leaving. I practically had to beg for it,” he said.
“Congrats on going pro, I saw it on TV. Are you the only shapeshifter on the team?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he chuckled.
“They don’t know the real reason you can catch and run so fast, huh?” I asked.
“It’s natural for me,” he replied then stared at me. “You’re beautiful like this,” he said.
“Thank you. You don’t look too bad yourself,” I replied. Ryson looked better than the last time I saw him. There was something about him that seemed different and I couldn’t put my finger on it.
“Go have a seat and I’ll clean this up for you. I want to discuss the whole parenting thing,” Ryson said and I rolled my eyes. I walked out of the kitchen and sat on the couch. While he was cleaning up the spilled milk, I couldn’t keep my eyes off his strong arms.
Ohhhh, he looks so good. I just want to jump on him and lick his face, I thought while licking my lips. Minutes later, he came into the living room and sat across from me.
“So, you purposely got me pregnant?” I asked.
“I tried to stop you that night but you didn’t listen. We got caught up but I don’t regret it. Having cubs is a gift, but I was wondering if we can do joint custody. The cub will live here during football season and with me when we’re off. What do you think about that?” he asked.
“Not while he’s nursing,” I said.
“He?” Ryson asked.
“Yup, I can feel it’s a boy. You can touch my stomach if you want to, I won’t bite,” I said. Ryson got up and kneeled in front of me. I opened my robe
and he touched my stomach. Our cub kicked and Ryson smirked.
“He’s going to be a football player, too,” he said. Ryson pressed his lips against my stomach and my nipples swelled. I closed my robe in embarrassment but he opened it again.
“I’ve seen those before,” he said about my breasts.
“I’m not aroused or anything so I hope that’s not what you’re thinking,” I said and he chuckled.
“I can smell your arousal, Lynx. You’re still playing hard to get I see,” he said.
“All I wanted was to be alone,” I replied.
“Newsflash, you will not be alone from this moment on. I gave you enough time to clear your head. Before you left, I told you I was going to find you. Whether you like it or not, we’re mates. We mated that night and I can’t keep my feelings bottled up any longer. While being away from you, I tried not thinking about you but it was hard. We don’t have to be together, but spiritually, we’re in this together now,” Ryson said. I finally had someone who was able to love me and I was pushing him away. Truthfully, I didn’t know how to deal with the attention. I wasn’t used to a male who looked at me as more than a friend. For months, I chased Eze around and it became normal for me. I didn’t have to chase after Ryson because he wasn’t running from me. Tired of making it hard for myself, I let my guard down. What I needed was right in front of me and, most importantly, he was able to find me.
“We are mates, huh?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he said.
“And you will never leave me?” I asked.
“No, I won’t,” he replied.
“I don’t know how to deal with abandonment so don’t tell me this because I’m pregnant. I’d rather know the truth now instead of waiting months later to find out you have another mate,” I said.
“I don’t need another mate,” he replied and I clung on to him. Ryson rubbed my back and I happily purred against his neck.
“I’m warning you now. I have a bad case of gas and I’m very rude with it. I don’t care whose feelings I hurt,” I said and Ryson roared in laughter.
“I don’t care about that,” he said and kissed my lips.
“I have some pork in the fridge. Do you want some?” I asked.
“Naw, I don’t eat pig. Shit doesn’t digest well. Maybe that’s why you’re uncomfortable,” he said.
“Too late ‘cause it’s my guilty pleasure,” I replied.
“You will always be hard-headed,” he said.
“Yup, that’s me,” I replied and Ryson yawned.
“I need to get some sleep. The plane ride here is like thirteen hours,” he said, heading to my bedroom. I stood in the doorway and admired Ryson’s body as he took his clothes off.
“You seem a little older than the last time I saw you and I don’t mean in a bad way,” I said, eyeing his heavy dick.
“I reached my adult male puberty a few weeks ago. If I was in a pride, I’d be a king,” he replied.
“And your scent is making me hot,” I said with beads of sweat dripping down my cleavage.
“That’s a part of it, too. We can have as many cubs as we want but we are not considered an adult until we reach puberty. I was still a cub when we mated,” he said. Ryson walked over to me and wrapped his strong arms around me. He swallowed me in his huge frame and I melted into his chest.
“You ready to go to bed?” he asked, licking my neck and I nodded my head. He pulled me to the bed and I laid on my back. My stomach was like a mountain and I couldn’t see anything but I felt a whole lot. Ryson buried his tongue between my legs and I closed my eyes. He purred as he sucked on my clit. I felt like a turtle lying on my back. I couldn’t move my legs and thrust my hips the way I wanted to. All I could do was scream out his name as his tongue gave me orgasms.
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The next day, we walked to the beach. I wore a two-piece bathing suit and a beach hat. The humans looked at my huge stomach and a few cringed because my pregnancy looked painful. At times, it felt like my stomach was going to rip apart. I couldn’t wait to sit in the water because it soothed my body.
“AHHHHHHH,” I let out in relief. “This feels so good,” I said.
“I think you should be in bed. I don’t know why I let you talk me into this. Your stomach grew since last night,” Ryson said.
“Will you relax and enjoy this beautiful place? I’ll stay in bed tomorrow but today I just want to let it all out and scare the humans,” I replied.
“You’re scaring me, too,” he said.
“How often will you visit?” I asked him.
“You don’t want to come back with me?” Ryson asked.
“I love it here and it fits my personality. Plus, I like my low-paying job, it keeps me busy,” I replied.
“I’ll visit as much as I can,” he said.
Ryson picked me up and laid me on my back so I could float. The cub kicked me and Ryson felt it. He did it again but that time was painful.
“This little fucker is driving me insane!” I cried.
“Calm down, Lynx,” Ryson said.
“OUCH!” I screamed when he continuously kicked. I could feel him latching on to something in my stomach and it brought tears to my eyes. I screamed for Ryson to get it out of me.
“Calm down! Humans are looking at us,” he said, carrying me out of the water.
“Sir, is everything okay? Do you need an ambulance?” a white guy asked Ryson when he carried me out of the water.
“No, she’s fine, but thanks anyway,” Ryson said. He grabbed my beach bag and rushed me to my house which was only three minutes away. As soon as we got inside the house, he took me to the bathroom.
“What are you doing?” I asked, panting.
“You gotta push the cub out. He’s too big for your womb,” he said, turning the water on in the tub.
“I’m scared. I can’t do it!” I cried.
“You’re a cat, Lynx! You are supposed to have a natural birth. The humans can’t help us with this. Don’t worry, your body will naturally heal after he splits you open,” he said.
“NOOOOOOOO!” I said. Ryson turned the water off after the tub filled up. He slid my bikini bottoms down and blood dripped on the floor.
“I can see his head,” Ryson panicked.
“Snatch him out!” I screamed.
“I don’t think I can do this, Lynx,” he chickened out and I kicked him in the face and made his nose bleed.
“SNATCH HIM OUT!” I screamed and Pebbles meowed loudly. “SHUT THE FUCK UP, PEBBLES!” I yelled.
I stood up and walked bent over to the tub. When I sat in the water, it took away some of the burning sensation coming from my vagina. Ryson grabbed a towel off the towel rack and stepped into the tub. He crouched down and grabbed the cub’s head as if he was playing football.
“If I say ‘hike,’ will you snatch the cub out because it looks like you’re on the field,” I said, growing impatient.
“Just push, damn. Nobody told you to go to the beach. I told you that you were ready to go into labor last night,” he spat. Tired of arguing, I began pushing. My nails hooked onto the tub as I held on. A deep growl came from the pit of my stomach as I continued pushing.
“It hurts so bad,” I sobbed.
“I can feel his shoulders. Just push one more time!” Ryson said and I did. I screamed and growled as I pushed. The water was filled with blood and other fluids from my body. Ryson used his sharp canines to chew through the umbilical cord. The cub whimpered and cried as Ryson held him. He was a big cub and weighed around eleven pounds.
“I see why smaller cats mate with their own,” I panted. Ryson gave the cub to me and he immediately latched onto my breasts. He had a head full of curly hair, and although he was just a cub, he looked exactly like Ryson.
“He won’t open his eyes for about three to ten days,” Ryson said. Unlike humans, our offspring didn’t open their eyes right away after birth.
“He’s so adorable. I’m going to name him after you. He’s a junior,
” I replied.
“No, don’t name him after me. My name was given to me by my adoptive human parents. Give him your last name,” Ryson said.
“I was adopted, too. Well, I lived in an orphanage all my life,” I replied.
“How about Nafari? It means my first-born son in Africa,” Ryson said.
“I love it. We will come up with a last name later,” I replied.