by W. Mae Smith
“Are you okay?” Damien looked up at me and rested his hands on my stomach looking concerned about our baby.
Suddenly I felt water splashing on my legs and looked up to find my mother pointing and gasping at the puddle between my legs.
“Carlitos! The baby is coming!” she exclaimed with joy, still pointing as she looked between Damien and I.
My sisters came spilling out of the spare room after hearing all the commotion. I looked over at Damien and he stood up, “You heard her, the baby’s coming!” He ran to the closet where our emergency labor bag was packed and ready to go for the hospital.
All five of us filed into Damien’s car and sped off. I sat in the back, holding Damien’s hand, practicing my breathing exercises, as I experienced my first contractions.
Separately we had both wanted a family and children in our lives, but it never seemed like a reality until after the two of us mated. I squeezed his hand with gratitude, I was so happy to be having this baby with my alpha.
We drove up to the hospital doors, Carlos’ sisters took the car around back to park and Damien and my mother escorted me inside as I waddled my big tummy into the lobby. Damien ran to find a wheelchair and my mother shouted at me in Spanish letting me know everything was going to be okay.
“I’m fine, Ma’!” I pleaded.
My mother told me I was stubborn and Damien coaxed me into the chair he found.
When we reached the desk the nurse gave me a clipboard full of papers to sign. Damien immediately intercepted the clipboard and pen but I snatched them right back again.
“Damien!” I looked to my right, “And Mami! Por favor, I can sign a paper on my own!” Just as I finished yelling at my family - because I was so headstrong I thought I could do everything on my own - I dropped my pen on the ground. Shit. I attempted to bend over to pick it up but gave up immediately.
Damien smiled lovingly at me and bent down to pick it up. I sighed in recognition that I did need his help.
I felt my mom rub my back, I looked back at her, “Carlos, you no need to be so macho nada mas. You have strong alpha now.”
I looked at the pen in Damien’s hand and passed the clipboard back to him. “You’re right Mama,” I told her as Damien and I both began to chuckle.
The nurses escorted me to a delivery room where I waited for a doctor. I felt fine as I breathed deeply and allowed my contractions to happen, but I was absolutely parched. I turned to Damien and asked him to retrieve a glass of water from the cafeteria. He reluctantly agreed.
“I’ll be right back!” He shouted as ran out the door. “I don’t want to miss anything!”
I giggled as I watched him scamper out the door. My mother squeezed my hand and I squeezed hers back as I felt my baby shift inside me.
28
Damien
I ran as fast as I could through the hallway, down the steps and through several more halls until I reached the cafeteria. I couldn’t miss one second of Carlos’ birth; my first child! I spun my head around searching for the water dispenser. As my head spun from side to side I felt a tap on my arm. I jumped slightly and looked down to see what was tapping at my arm. My jaw dropped when I saw the short blonde nurse who was trying to capture my attention, “Annie?” I asked in shock, “is that you?”
“Damien!” She exclaimed with excitement, “Wow it’s been years!” She wrapped her tiny little arms around me and I hugged her back lifting her off the ground slightly.
“How are you doing?” she asked still patting my arms down as if to make sure I was really there.
Annie had been a nurse stationed with me in Germany. She was there when Anthony had left and had been there when I was diagnosed with my disorder. She had seen me at my worst and helped me through a lot of my harder times.
“I’m doing great!” I told her, subconsciously more in reference to my illness.
“That’s great to hear,” she smiled sweetly. “I know it must have been hard for you to relive that all again.”
“Sorry?” I didn’t understand what she meant.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bring it up again but with all that…err… new information, it must have been hard for you.”
I still hadn’t the faintest idea of what she was talking about. I cocked my head at her.
“You know… with Anthony?”
My face must have changed because her eyes grew wide and her jaw clenched as if she shouldn’t have said anything at all.
“I don’t understand,” I told her, trying to remain calm. “I haven’t heard anything.” My mind was racing a mile a minute thinking up possibilities before she could say anything.
“Maybe I shouldn’t have—“
I grabbed her arm. “No please it’s okay. I want to know.”
She looked up at me and sighed. “Anthony died. When he went on his mission with Special Intelligence, they were ambushed by a group of rouge operatives. No one saw it coming, no one even knew what happened until remains of the members of task force were found just a few years back.”
My mind snapped back and forth between Carlos having my baby and Anthony’s body being found. My heart started racing, I felt like I couldn’t breathe, my head was light, I felt my knees buckling and I started to faint. Annie reached out to catch me and then everything went black.
I woke up moments later to Annie fanning my face and people crowded around me, asking if I was okay. I shook my head and took the cup of water Annie was holding. I drank a sip, taking a moment to realize what was going on.
All this time I had wondered, searched, prayed for Anthony and never received any answers until now.
“I’m fine, I’m fine, thank you,” I told the crowd of people around me. I looked at Annie, “Annie, my omega is having a baby, I have to go,” I grabbed her shoulders, “and thank you! I can finally close that chapter of my life.” Slowly, I moved to my feet, collecting myself.
Once standing I thanked everyone once again and trotted off to find my omega. I burst through his hospital room door holding the cup of water still in my hands. Carlos looked so happy to see me and, in that moment, that was all that mattered.
Carlos’ delivery was smooth; I knew it was going to be for such a strong omega. Carlos lay on the hospital bed, holding our new baby boy. He was beautiful. My new family was all together: Carlos, his mother and sisters, and my son.
Carlos looked up at me. “What do we name him?”
I looked at the love of my life, my second chance at happiness as tears formed in my eyes, “I know this is strange, Carlos, but can we call him Anthony?”
Carlos saw the look in my eyes and understood my intentions for asking this was purely love and honor. He smiled a big smile, “I love it!” And he pulled my head in for a giant smooch.
My family is complete I thought to myself, and I’ve never been more happy.
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About W. Mae Swift
I’m W. Mae Swift and I am OBSESSED with three things: Traveling, reading mpreg romance, and writing mpeg romance. I am thrilled to bring you more of what we are all craving: Hot men and babies.
Originally from California, I now live on the Caribbean Coast and, believe me, these hot tropics provide the perfect inspiration for steamy romance…both on and off the page!
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About Ashton Stellys
Hi! I’m Ashton Stellys. My love of reading is based on my childhood, grown up in the Canadian mountains and spending hours getting lost in books
. My favorite thing about reading is relating to the abnormal and mysterious worlds. I hope my LGBTQ romance novels let you feel some type of that same magic.
My first book, The Solider Went South, was published in 2018 with many more to come.
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