“Maybe not, but I still bit them. I still told Gia about you, about us, about having the babies.”
“Biting them wasn’t just your idea, Angel. You can’t take the blame for this. What we need to do is make sure we stay as quiet as possible, at least until the babies are old enough to defend themselves.”
Pin looks horrified. “Bro, if they keep doing shit like that, this country is going to be overrun in no time.”
“He’s right,” Blade agrees. “This is going to get very bad, very quickly.”
“Then we let it,” Thorn tells him. “This isn’t our problem. At least not yet. If they’re dumb enough to think those zombies are anything like us, let them. Our priority is keeping ourselves safe, and the babies. We’re not getting involved in this.”
“I didn’t say we should get involved,” Blade says, “but we’re probably the only ones who’ll be able to deal with this mess. And what if Myers succeeds? What if he finds a way to eradicate even us?”
“We’ll burn another lab down before I let that happen.” Thorn looks down at Raeni in his arms. “But until then, we do nothing.”
“What if they travel to other countries to make more noise? What if they don’t stop, Thorn?”
He lifts his head to look at me. “Then that’s the world’s problem.”
Twenty
Mikka
Two weeks later…
“I can’t wait to be inside you again.”
I shudder while Thorn strokes my pussy. He’s locked us in the bathroom, and I’m up against the door. Blade just made me cum in the shower three times, and I was about to leave… “Oh, God…”
“I heard what you said to my brother in here. Do you miss me, too?”
I nod up at him, knowing he’s going to get me to say it out loud.
“Say it.”
“I miss you fucking me.”
He shakes his head. “Jesus. You drive me crazy. In all ways.”
I close my eyes and moan. He’s stroking me so good… “Harder.”
He groans and buries his head in the curve of my neck. “You’re so wet, Angel, but if I get to my knees for you, I won’t be able to resist screwing you up against this door when you start begging for my dick.”
I gasp as he forces two fingers up inside me. “Thorn…”
“Yeah, that’s right. Let me hear you.”
And I think everyone in wales does when I cum.
I’ve literally been aroused non-stop for the past three days. I’ve been waking all the brothers up for sex all hours of the day and night, and my orgasms are intense as hell.
I pant up at Thorn as he pulls his fingers free from me, but he gives me the same look he always does after one of these sessions.
The look that tells me he doesn’t want anything in return.
He makes me cum multiple times a day with his hands and mind, but whenever I try to pleasure him, he refuses.
“Soon.” He kisses my forehead before leaving me to wash his hands at the sink.
I clean myself up by having another quick shower, then I follow him downstairs. The babies, who look about six months now, and are just beginning to crawl at two weeks old, (I know), are playing in their playpen, Axe and Dagger are in the kitchen cooking, and Pin and Blade are doing what they’ve done every day for the past two weeks.
Check the news.
Myers’ so-called cure hasn’t been announced as yet, but he’s not the only one trying to create one. Every country around the world is.
Things are beyond crazy.
The borders to the UK were shut two weeks ago, but they were too late. Day-walkers have been blamed for attacks in China, Germany, France, and even the United States. Mum told me yesterday that the country is trying to cover up how bad it really is out there.
I still haven’t told her about the babies, but I have told her to stay inside the hotel Pin’s put her and my brother up in, and not to answer any calls or messages from Gia or her family.
I told her all about her, and let’s just say that mum wasn’t happy.
As furious as I was about the whole thing at first, I’ve calmed down now. Gia thinks she knows me. She thinks my desire to save the world will win out and that I’ll reach out to her, but I’m nothing like the old Mikka she knew.
And nothing will make me jeopardise the safety of my babies, or my kings.
Besides, Thorn was right. Although we kind of started this chaos, it’s not our problem right now. We have to stay off the radar and focus on what we need to do.
Which is have more babies.
I don’t know how many we’ll end up having, but I suppose until the need to have them leaves us, they’ll keep coming. I definitely think some kind of higher power is driving us all. For what, I’d love to know, but something tells me it has everything to do with what’s going on in the world right now.
Raeni, Jaden, and Theo sit up to look at me as I sit down. I’m positive they know more than we do. I think they might know why we’re even here.
“Anything new?” Thorn asks his brothers.
“Nah,” Blade answers. “Same shit. Global chaos, zombie numbers rising, and still no cure.”
He looks over to the babies. “Good.”
I walk as calmly as I can back to the bedroom, but all I want to do is scream to wake them up.
More babies are on the way.
Three again. One for each remaining brother.
We were very meticulous this time. I remembered what happened when I conceived the first time around and figured the chances of me having three babies again was quite high. So without going into too much detail, let’s just say we kept the odds as even as possible.
Of course, I know how much this means to all of them, especially for Pin, Axe, and Dagger, but I can’t lie and say that there is one King’s face I can’t wait to see when I tell him this. I’m very early, but my abilities are much stronger than the brothers’ still, so I know they won’t have felt the babies yet, or who they belong to.
But I know.
I’ve just come down from checking on the babies upstairs. We have monitors, but my heart feels better when I see them in the flesh. I always spend longer than I intend to with them, though. They’re everything to me.
I stand at the side of the bed and look down at my kings sleeping. We’ll be deciding when I’ll bite them today. They said we’d do it when I’m pregnant again, so it’s time to set the date. I need them like me and the babies.
“Kings?”
They gradually stir, and then one by one, they sit up to look at me. They all ask me what’s wrong. I need to tell them quickly before they hear it in my mind.
“I’m pregnant.”
Eyes widen and broad smiles spread across all their faces.
Thorn quickly frowns, though. “I can’t sense them.”
“Me either,” the rest of them say.
“I know, but I can. We have a baby Axe, a baby Pin…” I look at Dagger. His hope makes my chest tighten. “And a junior doctor on board.”
I’ve never seen them move so fast. I’m lifted off my feet by Dagger who squeezes me to death and engulfs me with his happiness.
“Tell me you’re certain, Princess.”
I nod against his shoulder. “I’m positive.”
He holds me tighter and I know he’s crying. I knew this would mean the world to him, and I feel so damn happy that I’ve given him this. “Thank you, Mikka.”
I run my hand over the back of his head while I smile at the rest of the brothers over his shoulder. “I told you my plan would work. Don’t you know by now that I don’t make promises I can’t keep?”
He nods, but I know he needs a moment.
“I love you all so much. I’d give you the world if I could.”
The rest of the brothers surround us, and kisses rain down on me.
“We love you, too, babe.”
Twenty-One
Mikka
Three months later…
I watch Axe d
ragging the zombie towards me and the oldest of our babies in the back garden. Well, I call it the garden, but it’s more like a field.
Thorn, Pin, Dagger, and Blade are with him, and the rest of our children—another six so far—are inside the house, asleep. I can feel them stronger than ever, though. With every one that arrives, our bonds and abilities seem to increase.
Theo, Raeni, and Jaden are almost four months old now, but they’re really about three years old. They talk, eat about the same as their fathers do, and over the past few weeks, they’ve been asking to meet one of the ‘strange people’ from the bottom of the garden.
At first, I almost had a heart attack, thinking somehow, we’d been found. But when Jaden started pretending to be a zombie, groaning with his arms out, I knew they were talking about the zombies that always seem to linger close to the house now.
Since the new babies arrived, more have been coming. They never came this close to the house before, and whenever I’ve used my mind to tell them to leave, they have.
I know…
Axe always says they don’t have brains, but they have something that allows them to follow orders. At least by me. And that’s why, after this, I’ll be biting the brothers whether they like it or not. I can deal with the babies on my own for two weeks.
We really can’t put it off anymore.
I’ve allowed them to delay it because I’ve felt guilty for making them miss out of the babies we already have, and my pregnancies, but with each new pregnancy, the urge for them to be like us, intensifies. I’m pretty sure I’ve caught again this month with three more, so I’ve decided to bite them before I can sense them.
The urge never leaves me. It’s always there, like a constant ache. I still have my SARA antigen in my blood, so I know that’s the key to me changing their DNA. We looked into it again once the babies arrived, but there is no trace of it in them.
The only reason I can think of for having it, is to change them. My gut feels settled by that reason, but I know that theory will only be tested when the brothers wake up and the feeling leaves me. I don’t have any urges to bite our kids, so it has to be that.
Raeni asked me yesterday why her daddies aren’t like us yet, so I’m taking that as the sign that the time is right. I know how much they don’t want to miss out on the babies’ lives, especially because they grow so fast, but they know as much as I do that it needs to be done.
I look down at our three eldest as they watch the zombie being dragged closer, already knowing who will be first to get a proper look. And she is. Raeni walks over to it as soon as Axe drops it on the ground.
I command the zombie to stay completely still as Thorn kneels with her. She prods and pokes it, then I feel her call Jaden and Theo over to take a look. I’m not sure if her leadership over her brothers is because she was born first or not, but she is always the ringleader when it comes to them.
Mostly when they’re getting into trouble…
Raeni looks up at her father. “Can we eat it, Daddy?”
He turns to look at me, eyes widened.
I nod. We can’t deny them. I’m surprised she asked. I was expecting them to just dive right in.
He looks back down at her. “Why do you want to eat it?”
“Our tummies tell us to.”
I’m amazed that their instincts to hunt zombies are already so profound at their age, but I’m not surprised.
“Okay, Angel. You can all eat it, but I will need to take—”
He doesn’t finish his sentence.
“Jesus,” Blade mutters. and I second it with a curse of my own.
The kids have all shifted and are already chomping down on the male zombie’s arms and legs. They’re like me; reddened eyes, no shedding of their skin—but it mottles to a purplish-blue—and although their movements aren’t quite as fast as any of ours, they still move pretty quickly.
And they can still sneak up on me, too.
They first shifted at a month old, after Pin returned home covered in zombie blood from shooting a video for his channel.
I should have known this was coming…
I listen to their thoughts, especially Raeni’s, but all I’m really feeling is their satisfaction. Like an ache of their own is being sated, which makes me think they’ve been wanting this for a while.
Thorn stands to give Theo room to make his way up the thigh. ‘Should I take its head off?’
I shake my head. ‘I wouldn’t bother. They seem more than capable of dealing with it. It’s practically dead-dead anyway. I can feel what’s left of its conscience slipping away.’
‘Thank God we don’t have neighbours,’ I hear Axe.
Definitely. This would disturb the hell out of most people.
I grab Thorn and pull him over to the others, then we all watch as our babies feast.
They’re really going for it. The sight reminds me of when I had my second taste of zombie. Jaden is eating so fast, he’s almost choked a few times. He still eats the most and was the chubbiest baby.
They’re just growing up way too quickly…
“So, are you going to miss us?” Pin asks, already knowing my answer. They’ve all asked me the same question.
“More than anything. I’m just glad I’ll have the babies to keep me busy.”
We were going to stagger me biting them, but I decided not to. They’ll all be bitten straight after each other so they can all wake up together. We’re in the middle of nowhere, and I’m more than capable of protecting us. I can sense what’s around us for miles and miles, too.
Besides, the other zombies that stay close would more than likely snatch up any trespassers before they got within a mile of the house anyway.
“We’ll miss you, too, Baby.”
I hold onto his arm, skimming my fingertips all over the raised scars on his skin. “I’m really going to miss these.”
We’ve only made love as zombies for about three weeks now. I know they miss me shedding, and if I’d known I’d lose the ability to, I would’ve made sure I gave them my other me more before I was forced to sleep.
And now that I know what’s coming for them, I’m equally struggling to say goodbye to the things I’ve loved about them from the beginning. It’s something I’ve been torn over for weeks, after I realised they’d be losing them.
To me, their scars are not only sexy, but beautiful, and when I think about never seeing them again, or them shedding, I actually feel heartbroken.
Blade steps behind his brother to stand behind me. He kisses my head. “We’ll still be us, sweetness.”
“Right,” Axe seconds him. “And your real favourite parts of us aren’t going anywhere.”
That makes me smile. “That’s true.” I turn to look at them all. “Have you decided who’s going first yet?”
They shake their heads.
“Remember, whoever goes first, gets to wake up first.” I smile up at them, in a way that tells them what I mean. “Just think how you felt. I’ll be desperate by then.”
It takes them a second, but they finally get it.
And let the arguments begin…
“Mummy?”
I clutch my chest when I open my eyes to see Theo looking back at me. They scare the shit out of me when they do this.
“Baby, I thought I asked you not to sneak up on me like that?”
“I'm sorry, Mummy, but Raeni’s outside in the dark with Jaden.”
“What?” I jump out of bed to scoop him up onto my hip. I wear pyjamas as a habit now, because our kids always appear at the most inconvenient times. ‘Why are you outside?’ I ask Raeni. I know it’s her that’s instigated this. ‘What did your daddies tell you before they went to sleep?’
‘To be good for mummy.’
I pull open the back door to rush outside. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to let them eat that zombie a few days ago…
“This is not being good for mummy.”
I see her standing out on the grass, barefoot and in her nighti
e. Jaden’s beside her, looking across the field, dressed in his PJs, too.
These kids…
Raeni looks up at me when I reach her. “No iPad for you until your daddies wake up. Why would you…” My thoughts drift off.
And then I turn my head.
“Raeni…” I feel my eyes trying to escape from my body.
There’s a sea of zombies across the field, just standing there.
Staring at us.
I look back down at her. “Raeni, are you doing this?”
She nods. “Jaden’s helping. I couldn’t get them all. You can do this too, can't you, mummy?”
I see her holding her brother’s hand before I nod and turn back to the zombies. As soon as the kings fell asleep three days ago and the kids were settled, I came out here to experiment with seeing how much I could actually get the zombies to do. And trust me, I even shocked myself.
But I didn’t do anything like this…
“Sweetheart, we should make them go away now. We don't play with zombies.” I look to Jaden beside her and then to Theo. “Zombies aren’t toys. They’re dangerous, okay?”
Raeni giggles. “No, they’re not.”
I sigh as I kneel beside her and let Theo stand. “Baby, we really need to make them go away now. Please?”
“You make them. We'll help you.”
I frown. “Help me?”
“Yep.” She holds my hand and then Theo slips one of his into my free one. “Now you can tell them what you really want them to do.”
I’d like them all to die preferably, so they stop creeping around my damn house. “You want me to tell them to go away?”
She giggles. “Mummy. You can say die. We know what it means.”
My God. These kids, and Raeni especially, are too damn clever for their own good. I’ll never forget last month when we woke up to them calling for us to let them out of their cots. They hadn’t uttered a word before then. Not even mama or dada.
I look at her for a moment, loving the way her eyes remind me of her father’s. “Why do you want them to die, sweetheart?”
“Because they do bad things, of course.”
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