by C. R. Jane
I hated not knowing, but I also knew how stubborn these Vepar were when it came to getting them to reveal a secret. I had time until the birth of my baby, so I’d keep working on convincing them.
“Have a shower and rest. Leave the rest with us for now, please.” Corran was at my side and he kissed my nose and my cheeks and chin, and finally my lips. “We need to see how your body reacts to the serum.”
When he nodded, I did the same, parroting him because I knew he was right.
“Shower sounds perfect.” I headed into the rear of the cruiser where our living quarters were. I had spent so much time on spaceships that they felt like a home, which was a strange thing to think.
By the time I showered and dressed in fresh clothes, I felt somewhat normal. What just happened came crashing down on me as I entered my shared bedroom with my husbands. A large bed in the middle of the room waited. Deep blue bed sheets looked crisp and so inviting. Except I found myself returning to the built in wardrobe behind me. There, I pushed my head inside and inhaled the faint smell of my Vepar, even the slightest smell of them calming me. Derrial’s woodsy and musky scent stood out the most, and I savored the way the smell made me melt with comfort.
I couldn’t explain it, but I needed my Vepar next to me. But they had to work out where we were going and our next steps. I’d join them as soon as I had a small break. So, I grabbed an arm full of their clothes and tossed them onto the bed. Then I climbed into the bed and curled myself in the middle of them, drawing the shirts and pants and jackets closer to me like a cocoon. In my head, I knew this was crazy behavior I couldn’t explain, but something about having their clothes around me put me at ease.
As exhaustion wracked my body and mind, I refused to make sense of it all and just closed my eyes.
Six Weeks Later
The antidote Corran created with the healing flowers from the Arcathian waters worked. They more than worked… they cured me of everything from the ache I’d always had in my elbow, to the sore neck pain I got when I didn’t sleep well, and even the spider veins on my thigh vanished. Most importantly, the bite I got never infected me.
I rubbed my now huge belly as the baby kicked, restlessly. The pregnancy moved so quickly that I still couldn’t believe how large my stomach had grown in such a short time. Both excitement and fear sat on my mind, and I was left unsure exactly what to expect for the birth. And none of my men would elaborate on what I was to expect, which only made my mind go wild with ideas on what would happen.
After escaping from the lab, we’d been hiding out in a safe house away from the city to keep a fair distance from the Council. Just us four in a small undetectable house while my baby belly grew bigger and the three Vepar worked tirelessly on mass producing the antidote serum. Along with figuring out how to best distribute it to the greater population. The process of mass production had taken them longer than expected due to the constant trips back and forth to the beach to collect the healing flowers and remain undetected. Then they ran across problems in making larger batches.
Recently, they had sent squads of a small handful of family and friends they trusted to administer the antidote. To themselves first, and then everyone they knew. It was a small start, but it meant the serum in their bloodstream made them immune to a bite. All this under the nose of the Council. They’d been slowly building a team of supporters with the hope they would spread the word once they were ready with more serum.
From what they’d told me, and what I’d seen on the news, Veon was wrecked and would need to be rebuilt. It was horrible to see the planet fall apart at the seams.
I let the three of them focus on the solutions while I dealt with my growing belly.
The baby was coming in two weeks...according to Corran, though by my size, I somehow doubted there was any more space for the baby to grow inside me.
Fear built in my chest as I still had no clue what to expect, and they always changed the topic when I asked questions. Which of course, made me worry a million times worse.
I stepped in front of the mirror in the bedroom, standing sideways, looking at how large I looked.
“You look more beautiful today than I’ve ever seen you,” Derrial said as he stood in the doorway, admiring me. Just having his eyes on me heated me instantly. Since settling in this house, our sex life had intensified, and the majority of the time, I instigated it. I felt constantly horny lately in their company, as if their presence alone ignited my arousal.
“You have to say that as you’re my husband,” I teased him as I looked at my reflection once more. My long dark hair had grown so much longer since I left Earth, and I looked so puffy, I sighed. “Gosh, I look like a giant marshmallow.”
Derrial stepped close and stood behind me in the mirror, his arms looped around my wide stomach. His lips found the tender curve of my neck and kissed me up to my ear.
“All I see when I look at you is an incomparable beauty. My heart beats faster. And…” He pressed his groin against my ass, and I gasped at the hardness of his cock.
“That’s what you do to me, my pet, from just looking at you. You are the love of my life, Ella.”
I adored the way he stared at me with such admiration, but underneath lay a sliver of fear for me. I couldn’t help but love how much he struggled to rein in his emotions around me. My heart squeezed. I shouldn’t have expected that reaction, but it still took me by surprise.
His mouth dragged across my neck as his hands swept to my shoulders and pulled down the straps of my dress. He pushed the fabric down my arms, and the material shivered all the way down to my feet. I wore nothing underneath as I had just come out of a shower.
Derrial swiftly grasped my breasts and squeezed, his fingers pinching my hardened pebbles. I moaned against him, heat already pooling between my thighs at his touch.
His breath hitched as he rocked his hard-on against the ass. Next thing, he took my wrist and turned me around before guiding me to the bed. He swept me off my feet and into his arms, then he lay me down on the mattress, my ass still to the edge of the bed.
“Spread your legs for me, my pet.”
I quivered when Derrial spoke to me with such authority. I pried open my knees. His gaze lowered down my body, and the way he stared at me with such primal, intense hunger that it sent a flame of heat through me. He dropped to his knees between my legs, and his mouth was on my heat in seconds.
I arched my back, a moan streaming past my mouth. Fuck. Damn. The flat of his tongue rubbed over my clit, and desire overflowed over every inch of me. I couldn’t breath as he devoured me, my mind whirling with desire, my heart racing.
My head grew dizzy from the building climax. I writhed, loving every velvety lick. My heart thundered. I was on the verge of exploding when he pulled back, as if sensing my build up.
He rose before me, already peeling off his shirt up and over his head. He was so muscular, from his strong jaw, clean and shaven, to those angles cutting across from his chest and powerful biceps. My body reacted, nipples hardening.
“Shuffle farther up on the bed,” he asked as he unbuckled his pants and dropped them before stepping out.
I pushed myself up but never looked away from the stiffness of his large cock. I inhaled and exhaled forcefully at the sight.
“I want you so damn much,” he murmured as he climbed onto the bed, crawling toward me with his hands and needs. He gently rolled me onto my side as he positioned himself behind me. His chest plastered against my back. His hand reached down to lift my leg as he slid his thigh between mine. His fingers found my drenched heat while his mouth kissed my neck.
“It feels amazing,” I purred.
His hand moved up to the curve of my hip and maneuvered himself for easier access. I felt the thickness of his cock sliding between my ass cheeks and to my slick heat.
I gasped, my body responding instantly, liquid fire coating the insides of my thighs. I was breathing harder and faster.
Derrial guided the tip of his cock to
my opening. My whole body tensed, anticipating, craving him. “I want to be balls-deep in you. I can’t get enough of how delicious your taste and smell, how your soaked pussy sucks on my cock. I dream about fucking you most nights.”
A shiver coiled tight in the pit of my gut. Derrial’s words completely undid me. I shook with need. “Please take me,” I said. “I can’t stand it any longer.”
His hot breath skated over the burning flesh of my neck. He leaned in close and ran the tip of his tongue around the outside of my ear. Then he pushed into me. I cried out from the pleasure it brought to have him stretch me. All thoughts dissolved as only the two of us existed at that moment. He thrust into me, in and out, faster, the friction igniting a fire inside me. He fucked me like he’d been holding out for months. It had only been days.
His body grew so hard and tense against my back.
The groaning sounds that came from him drove me insane with need.
His fingers found my nipples and pinched them as he fucked me from behind. I grew wetter the deeper he drove into me, my body completely at his mercy.
He pulled out of me then slammed back in, his fingers deftly flicking and tugging at my nipples. I moaned, dying for more as I rose to a peak. The harder he took me, the quicker I escalated, and he pushed me over the edge.
I cried out as I shuddered with the orgasm rocking my body. In that same moment he groaned loudly and pulsed inside me, filling me. He held me tight as we both floated on pleasure. Our bodies pressed together, covered in sweat.
“You are so perfect, Ella. You are everything I want.”
I opened my mouth to respond when I spotted Corran and Thane near the doorway, watching us. Their hands were on their cocks, and I loved the way they stared at me.
Today wouldn’t be an overly productive day for me, but what a day it would be.
13
I was enormous. There was no other way to describe me. Looking at the black and white dress I was trying to squeeze myself in, I was reminded of Kim Kardashian's unfortunate "killer whale" dress during her first pregnancy. This was not a flattering look for someone who resembled an enormous whale.
It was amazing to me how fast my body had changed. Three and a half months ago, I'd been a tiny thing, half-starved and rail-thin from everything I'd been through on this planet. Not saying that was a good look at all, but it was incredible that my body could go from that...to this, in that amount of time.
Maybe I was just forgetting what human pregnancies were like, but I couldn't recall any of the pregnant people that I'd seen on Earth ever getting this big. I turned to the side and examined my belly. Corran had assured me that there was only one baby in there, but I wasn't sure that he was telling the truth. This better not be one of those things that they decided was better that I found out at birth than before. We'd done an ultrasound, but the image had been suspiciously blurry. Somehow I didn't think that Vepar technology - which was always leagues ahead of Earth on everything else - would somehow be lacking in the ultrasound department.
I guess it didn't really matter, there was nothing more that I wanted from life than this baby, healthy and here in my arms.
After some prodding, I'd finally convinced the guys to get me information on a Vepar birth. Of course, there wasn't anything out there about how it would go for a human who was carrying a Vepar, but the information was still useful just the same. It at least explained some of the odd things that I'd found myself doing.
For example, I'd begun nesting. Now I knew that on Earth, it was called nesting when a human mother began cleaning her house, organizing, and putting the nursery together in preparation for the birth. But my version of nesting had been nothing like that.
I was literally creating a nest that consisted of every piece of clothing from my husbands, blankets, and pillows that the safe house had, along with all sorts of other things. The instinct to create this "nest" was so strong that at first, I hadn't even realized I was doing anything strange. That is until the guys asked where all their clothes had gone, and we realized that they all had ended up in the giant pile of things that I'd put together.
I'd started hoarding snacks as well. I would get sealed packages of snacks from the blessed Vepar machine in the kitchen that gave you whatever food you wanted, and I would hide the snacks in various places in my nest. Apparently, my subconscious was very worried about being hungry while giving birth.
I'd also made Corran get rid of the feature that allowed you to see outside. I needed my nest to be dark and cozy. I had the guys bring in pieces of furniture to put around the bed so that the room didn't seem as big, since my limited supply of blankets and pillows limited how large the nest could get.
I spent most of my time in the nest at this point, adding little things here and there. This safe house also had the machine that could make you clothes, and I'd been having fun getting it to create little baby outfits. Since we'd decided right before Corran did the ultrasound that we weren't going to find out the baby's sex until he or she was born, I was having the machine create clothes for both genders. Those found their way into the nest as well.
I'd seen the guys exchanging amused glances, but I didn't care. Besides, the information that Corran had given me said this was totally normal. I'd checked a few times to confirm that, since I felt like I'd been going crazy.
There were some other odd things that I knew were not normal for a human pregnancy. For example, besides the ever-present feel of the baby pummeling the hell out of my insides, every once in a while, I would feel something sharper jab into me. The first time that it had happened, I'd shrieked, sending the guys hurtling into the room. I'd thought that it was just a sharp kick until it happened again, and I realized that there was no way that was a foot unless that foot had a sharp set of claws attached to it…
Luckily, the book assured me that my baby was not going to be born with claws. But it would most likely be born with horns...and maybe a tail. Vepar didn't learn to hide those traits until they were at least ten years old. At first, I'd been a little disoriented about the extras my baby would come with, but then I'd thought of Hasso's sweet child, and it no longer scared me. Horns or not, I was going to love the hell out of this baby and think it was the cutest thing on Veon.
Another strange thing, I could actually hear the baby inside of me. And I didn't mean that I could hear its heartbeat with a stethoscope. I could actually hear the baby, clear as day, every time it cooed, gurgled, and cried inside of me. It was like my stomach had been stretched so thin that there was nothing in between the baby and me but skin.
Corran assured me this was not the case, and the baby information confirmed that, but it was exceptionally strange to be trying to have sex with one of your husbands and for the baby to begin crying.
I guess it was good preparation for after the birth.
Most of the rest of my symptoms were pretty normal for humans. I wanted to eat everything in sight, but the baby had gotten so big that I could only eat a few bites at a time before having to take a break. Of course, then I would be hungry again half an hour later. Keeping myself fed was a full-time job.
My swelling was also terrible. My feet could barely fit into shoes since my legs and ankles were so large so I spent most of the time barefoot. Since walking on cankles wasn't the most fun, and I was beyond tired anyway, I spent most of my time curled up in my nest, reading up on the baby. Whenever I wasn't in my nest I was either eating, cleaning, or setting up for the baby, even though I knew we would have to leave the safe house soon after the baby's birth.
The thought of leaving our little home filled me with dread. Alone in the middle of nowhere, it was hard to remember how terrible the rest of Veon actually was. The temptation was enormous for me to just forget about all the problems that existed out there. But I knew we couldn't do that. I wanted a world where my child would be safe. And that wouldn't happen without us, that much was clear based on the news that continued to stream in every day.
"Owwww," I a
ll of a sudden hissed as a contraction hit me. I'd been having Braxton Hicks the last two months, but over the last week, the contractions had been getting heavier and heavier. Corran hadn't needed to tell me that it was almost time for the baby to get here. My body was making that part clear.
I'd just caught my breath when another contraction hit. There'd barely been a couple of minutes between the two of them, and my heart began to race.
Was today going to be the day?
Panic coursed through me. I couldn't be a mom, especially a mom of an alien baby. I didn't know the first thing about motherhood. I was going to mess everything up. And how was I going to keep my baby safe with everything going on? Its parents were the most wanted beings on Veon.
"Fuckkkk," I all but screamed as another contraction hit, cutting off the doomsday road I'd been heading down.
Derrial popped his head into the room, a concerned look on his face.
"Everything alright, love?"
"Nooo. Everything is not alright. I think the baby is coming," I wailed as I struggled to get off my nest. I had to pee and eat and make sure the baby's room was ready.
"The baby's coming...today?" Derrial asked in a panic.
I screamed as another contraction hit me. Weren't these supposed to build in intensity? How was I possibly going to survive if they were already this bad? Corran had better have figured out the right dose of epidural to give me because....fuckkkkkk.
My knees buckled from the pain, and Derrial barely made it in time to catch me.
"I'm not ready,” I sobbed.
"Let's get you back in bed, baby," he soothed. He pressed his comm. “Get in here," he barked into it before sweeping me into his arms and walking me to the bed.
He had just set me down right in front of my nest when I felt something wet and warm trickling down my leg.
We both stared at the floor in astonishment as a small puddle collected under me. "Did I just pee?" I asked in horror. I needed to go to the bathroom but…