Me: No, I texted you to invite you to a surprise baby shower I am throwing for her. I know she has no family or friends. You're the closest thing she has besides the people she has let into her life here. I think she would appreciate you showing up.
Heath: Just give me the time and place and I'll try my best to be there.
Me: Excellent, it will be on May 13th at noon. I'll send you my address in maps. Hope to finally meet you.
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The weather had started warming up since it was springtime, and my mate kept disappearing. I would check the entire house, but she wasn’t there. Her car was still in the garage. Sometimes I would start to panic, fear coursing through my veins, afraid that the same hellhound came back, or that another supernatural being caught her or attacked her. But then I check on our bond, and she’s happy and content, no pain or fear in sight, I sigh in relief.
I head to the one other place I could think she would be. I find her asleep in one of the hammocks that’s attached to the treehouse, one of her mother’s journals in her lap. I pick her up in my arms, carrying her down the steps and back intothe house. I keep her close to me, not wanting to let her go.
I still couldn’t get over the fact that I almost lost her a couple of months ago. I took every chance I could to dote on her and give her my love. I would never let another moment go or pass me by. Life was fleeting and precious, and there wasn’t enough of it to spend with our loved ones. You never knew when they could disappear, and then where would you be except left with a gaping hole where your heart used to be?
A sudden realization occurs to me: is this how she felt when her parents suddenly died? I’m sure she had regrets about not spending enough time with them because she thought they would always be there until old age.
She’s been taking every chance she can to read her mother’s journals or the other books she has. She tells me some of the stuff she reads and what important information she has found. It turns out, her mother was a completely different person than she ever realized or knew about. It was like having a secret identity, which I know hurts her even if she won’t outright say that. I’m sure that as she keeps on reading, she will get an answer for some of the questions she has.
I know one of the realizations she found out about that was really hard on her was the fact that her mother and father had to run away together, and her father basically had to be hidden from her mother’s life. I know if I were her mother, I would do the exact same thing. I would burn the world for my mate, and nothing could stop me. It seemed like her mother did the same for her love and future. I killed for her, though it wasn’t much trouble.
It may be a morbid thought, but I’m glad that they died together in that car crash. I don’t think they would have survived without one another from the way Blair talks abouttheir relationship. They were soul mates just as much as she and I are.
From what she said, her father was head over heels for her mother the moment he saw her. I could relate to that. He was human, but never knew about her mother’s powers. Her mother’s name was Wanda, and she had the same color eyes and hair as Blair; it was a sign of their powers. I remember thinking before when I first met her how odd her eye color was for a human. Makes sense now since only one parent was human. It seems the clairvoyant traits are more dominant. As it normally is with supernatural interspecies couplings.
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24 weeks pregnant
She was about to enter her third trimester in a couple of weeks. I made it my mission to help get her prepared for the birth since the due date was eight weeks away. I was helping her with stretches, exercises, breathing techniques, and massages. I especially liked the perineal massage and breast massage. While I massaged her perineal with coconut oil, I would use my mouth on her clit while my tail penetrated her pussy.
One day, while she was lying down on the bed close to the edge, I came over and kneeled down on the floor against the bed’s edge. I started to suck on her clit and penetrate her with my tail while I used my thick finger to massage her. My sucking matched the thrusts of my tail. I was slow and consistent, building up her orgasm. By the time five minuteswere up, I pulled my tail out, stood up, and slammed my cock into her, making her scream my name as she convulsed beneath me, the built-up tension from the teasing finally bursting, exploding all over my pulsing cock.
Even though I made her orgasm and squirt all over me, I wasn’t stopping; instead, it spurred me on. My eyes were sparkling and practically glowing green, the need for my mate overpowering all my other senses. With one hand, I held her hip while the other was spread across her belly. I had a perfect view of her rounded figure, looking down at my hand spread across her heated skin. I couldn’t get enough of touching her.
I groan, rubbing my palm around her belly. “you’re absolutely sexy. The way you glow. I bred you well, mate.” My voice becomes deeper now, “my fertile mate, round and big. I love the way your belly looks. Pregnancy looks good on you.” A loud growl comes from my chest. I lean forward to slam our lips together. A moan escapes from her, her mouth open and willing, allowing my tongue to enter.
“I love you… more than anything” she breathily whispered. “I need you,” she whined. I pick up my pace, thrusting deeper, rolling my hips. The action makes her eyes roll back from pleasure.
“I love you too mate. My soul and body will be yours for eternity,” my gaze locked on hers, my face filled with awe. “Your wish is my command, little one. What my mate wants, she gets,” I kiss her hard again.
“Don’t worry mate–”thrust, thrust, thrust“I’m going to breed you again–”thrust, thrust, thrust“once our baby is here–”thrust, thrust, thrust“going to–”thrust, thrust, thrust“impregnate you–”thrust, thrust, thrust “again–”my thrustsbeginning to stutter, her pussy choking my cock.
I move my hand from her hip to her clit, starting to rub the nub in circles. “My sexy–”thrust, thrust, thrust “fertile mate–”thrust, thrust, thrust.A chorus of moans escapes me as I push my knot inside her, locking us together. The knot inflates, stretching her around me. Another shockwave of pleasure courses through my body, setting me on fire.
I gently rock back and forth as I fill my mate with come. I continue for a couple of minutes, her pussy fluttering around me the entire time, extending my release; multiple orgasms are being pulled from both of us.
I look down at her with tears in my eyes, a lump in my throat, my heart full of love. We have had conversations before about knots, and that for some, it would deflate after fifteen minutes, but I absolutely loved knotting her and had no issue being locked together for an hour, which was the average for me. I’m pretty sure if I could, I would keep her locked on my knot at all times.
“Hold onto my neck, I’m going to move us to cuddle,” I whisper against her lips before I briefly brush mine against hers. Her belly is in the way, but because I’m large, I’m able to bend enough to make enough space for her bump. She wraps her arms around my neck as she wraps her legs around my waist. I lift up, taking her with me as I move my hands to her ass, holding her against me. Her thick ass jiggles in my palms as we switch positions.
I stand for a moment, needing to get my bearings. I rest my knee against the mattress, trying to get us to lie down in bed. She’s going to have a hard time laying on her stomach, so I’m going to have to turn her around on my knot before we lie down.
“I need you to help me here, okay?” She nods her head in understanding as I direct her. At first, I lay down on my back as she sits on my cock. I place my hands on her hips as we slowly rotate her, her ass is facing me now. Once her ass is facing me, I have her lean back, my cock still impaled in her.
“Be careful, don’t want my knot to hurt you right now. Go slowly,” I direct her. Once she’s finally laying back against me, I roll us over to the side where I’m spooning her now, and she’s curled up against my chest.
“Good girl. Thank you for listening to me. Let’s cuddle,” I whisper to her, as I slowly rock my hard length inside her. I wrap my right arm around her, placing my hand against her belly. I can feel the baby move around, a smile on my face.
“Rest now, my mate,” I soothingly say, watching her eyes flutter shut as she falls asleep. My cock consistently comes inside her as she sleeps, falling asleep as I hold my world.
