“Oh,” Mister McAlp says, looking over at his wife with a soft smile. She covers her face with her hands, sniffling.
Mister McAlp sets the painting down before standing up, bringing his wife with him. They rush over to us, pulling us into a tight hug. It’s awkward as fuck but I melt into it. This is the first time I’ve seen them show this type of emotion. It feels like this baby announcement has chipped away at some of the ice they use to hold themselves back.
“I’m too young to be a grandmother.”
Duncan snorts. “It wasn’t that long ago you were asking when I’d give you a grandbaby!”
“Oh hush, Duncan,” she says with a watery chuckle.
“I’m so happy for you, son. Before the new year, I’ll have their trust fund finalized and send you all the details.”
“Father, you don’t have to--”
He’s cut off. “Let me take care of them the same way I take care of you, okay?”
Duncan sighs and I can tell he’s going to give in. “Okay,” he says, confirming my suspicions.
I don’t really understand the relationship that Duncan has with his parents but that’s okay. They clearly love each other very much. They support Duncan in everything he does, even if they’re not very present.
Duncan’s mom squeezes my shoulder. “If you need anything, please let us know.” She clears her throat. “We want to be here for you both. For all of you,” she adds, nodding towards my belly.
More present now that the baby is on the way. I can work with that.
The rest of the day blows by quickly. We have lunch together and have a wonderful time. I learn more about Duncan’s parents and in turn, I tell them about my childhood and about coming into my magic. I also get to hear a few embarrassing stories about Duncan from when he was growing up.
Overall, it’s a wonderful day. At the end of it, I end up in bed with Duncan as he holds me, running his fingers through my hair. This might be our first Christmas together but I can already tell this is the first of many more to come. With Duncan by my side, I know they’ll always be as lovely and wonderful as today.
Chapter Thirteen
Duncan
“I will get this baby out of me if it’s the last thing I do,” Viktor murmurs, walking down the road, one foot up on the curb, the other on the street. He waddles up and down, up and down, up and down. Apparently, he read online this was a great way to kickstart labor.
We’ve already tried spicy food and sex. Unfortunately, we did that in the wrong order because when Viktor put his mouth on my cock I was in for a terrible time. I swear I can still feel the tingly burn even a few hours later.
Viktor holds his round belly as he walks. Gods, he’s so beautiful pregnant. I’ve spent so much time worshipping his changing body. I can’t seem to get enough of him. I’m almost not ready for his pregnancy to be over. Then again, this just meansI’ll be able to get him pregnant again in the future. If he wants that, of course!
“They’ll come when they’re ready,” I say, chuckling when Viktor looks over his shoulder with a glare.
“Well,I’mready! I am so big and so sore and sodonewith being pregnant! I want this babyout!”
“You’re cute when you pout like that.”
“If you don’t stop I’ll suck your dick again, Duncan.”
“Is that…is that a threat?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll give you some more spicy sucky sucky.”
My face flames and I sputter with laughter. “Never call it that again.”
“I’ll call it whatever I want!” Viktor declares, turning around and switching feet on the curb. Then he starts waddling back towards me. He groans. “Please child. I wish to befree!”
I giggle as I watch my mate, overwhelmed with the affection blooming in my chest. He’s so silly in the best possible way. He brings the silly out of me as well. I look down at my shirt, proof of that across my chest as I wear the shirt he got me for Christmas.
Viktor finally reaches me and I hold my arms open for him. He falls against my chest with a sigh. I kiss the top of his head.
