Epilogue
Three weeks pregnant…
“Well, congratulations, Mr. Caldwell, Mr. Greene,” Doctor Lowe says as she comes back into the small examination room with a few papers in her hand.
“You are indeed pregnant, and from the looks of your lab work and the physical examination, I don’t foresee any concerns with your body carrying to full term. However, because this is your first child, and because of your unique biology, I would like to keep a close eye on you and your little one. We’ll start with you coming to see me every two weeks instead of the traditional four to six. In the meantime, all you really need to worry about is staying healthy and avoiding the usual stuff such as alcohol and excess caffeine. Here’s a list of recommended books that many new parents find helpful.” She hands me a few pieces of paper. “Do you have any more questions for me at this time?”
I look at Tyler, and he shakes his head. “Not right now. I think it’s still all really new to us and unexpected. We’re still adjusting to the idea that this is even happening.”
Doctor Lowe smiles. “You’re not all that different from other new parents, in all honesty, but I understand. If there’s nothing else, we’re all done here. I’ll walk you out and you can make your next appointment with Allandra.”
“Thank you, Doctor.”
Ty hops down from the exam table. I take his hand, threading our fingers, and after making an appointment, we’re on our way home with the news.
Five months pregnant…
Sweat dampens our clasped hands as I squeeze Ty’s hand in mine, watching David, the ultrasound technician, move the sensor wand over a slathering of goo he spread all over Ty’s baby bump. It took him a while to start showing, but the bump is definitely visible now, and I love it. Right now, however, I’m nervous as fuck. I’m just waiting for the tech to find something wrong.
After a few minutes of small talk while he takes various images and measurements, he finally pauses on a particular image.
“Well, dads, congratulations. You have a baby girl.”
“It’s a girl?” I glance at Ty and squeeze his hand when I see his eyes shimmering.
“Looks to be,” David says, wiping the blue goo off Tyler’s belly. “From what I can see, she looks normal and healthy, but I’ll give the doctor your results and she’ll review them and let you know if she has any concerns. One of the assistants will be right in to take you into an exam room.”
“Thank you.” I stand as David leaves, closing the door behind him.
Once we’re alone, Tyler starts to pull his pants and underwear back up from their low-slung position but before he can, I place my hand on his and bend to kiss our little girl. Every time we’re here, something new happens that just makes this once impossible dream more real.
“Mirielle,” Ty says softly, his voice a little hoarse.
I pull my lips from his skin and straighten, letting my palm rest on his belly. “What’s that?”
“That’s what I think we should name her. It’s a French name meaning miraculous.”
“It’s perfect. A beautiful name for a beautiful angel.”
Eight months pregnant…
“Oh my God, Alex…”
Ty’s barely coherent moan trails off as I slide my dick in and out of him. We’ve found the best position for sex at this point is Ty on his elbows and knees with a couple pillows under his now huge belly. I can play with his cock and balls, lick and eat his ass, and then pound him hard until we both come.
“Alex, fuck, you’re hitting that spot again.”
“You like this angle, don’t you?” We only discovered it a few days ago. I think it has something to do with the way the baby presses down on him now that she’s grown. I grab his hips and thrust harder.
“Oh my God,yes.” He growls the last word, feeding my need to make this good for him. After everything he’s going through for me—for us—to bring our first child into the world, it’s the least I can do.
I plunge deeper. Harder. Faster. The sound of sweaty skin smacking and heavy panting fill the room. The tingling in my balls grows. I’m nearing the edge. So close. So close. Ty whimpers and moans and I do everything I can to keep going.
“Alex…” My name falls from his lips just before his tunnel clenches around me. Ty yells out as his orgasm peaks, squirting the sheets beneath him. I follow him over, stilling deep inside him until I’m spent.
After a quick cleanup, we fall in bed together, still naked. We sleep naked every night now. Skin to skin with my mate in my arms and my hand splayed over his pregnant belly is the most perfect place in the world.
Nine months pregnant…
