Chapter 21
Days came and went and Lucia thought her stomach was going to literally peel like a berry and the babe inside would pop out. Her stomach felt too tight as the skin stretched over it and her belly button poked. When she voiced this aloud one day, it sent Soren, Val’Zun and Gi’Ren into a tizzy. They paled and immediately called Dr. Trex to see if that was possible, despite Lucia telling them she was just describing how she felt. In between wheezes as she tried to catch her breath, of course.
Family from around the territory and her Quar Loy relatives began arriving and the guest rooms throughout the wings began to fill. The residence was abuzz with familiar faces and the amount of humans milling about was making Val’Zun and Gi’Ren irritable. Often she found them sequestered in her wing since it didn’t have any guest rooms, watching terribly made vids from the capital, in order to avoid the ‘excess amount of humans’.
“You two have to stop being antisocial,” Lu began one day as she lay backward over a pouf. It was surprisingly stress relieving for her spine. She wasn’t sure how she was going to get back up, but. “If you want our worlds to be allies one day, you have to convince the regular human populace you’re not human-hating baboons.”
“We are not baboons!” they said at the same time. Lucia got a sense of deja vu and she couldn’t help the smile that split her lips.
“Focus,” she coached them. “Don’t you want to support your brother? He’s out there making nice with the family, showing that he’s not a monster and that he’s beginning to love this planet the rest of us call home.” Lucia refrained from saying ‘be more like him’ because that never went over well with her and Frellie and she had suspicions it would be ten times worse with this bunch. At least they both looked like they were contemplating her words when she put it like that. “Now come on, grab the lome hide and help me off this pouf.” Lu waved her arms in the air.
They grumbled and helped her up and slowed down to keep pace with her waddling. The gathering room was being setup with lots of cushions. Her Quar Loy grandparents were there, which she was most excited to see. Grandma Ryla was just happy to see another alien join the family. She’d been the ‘dirty secret’ of her mom’s side, which was ridiculous. It was much better now, but back in her day, there were even less interspecies relationships. They all felt up her exposed belly when she got in the room, which vexed Zun and Ren, since it was another strange thing humans did. Every time the babe kicked and she would rush to have Soren feel, they would be highly disturbed. Apparently Melier females were very private about their pregnancies all around.
“This is going to be a big youngling,” Grandma Ryla cooed at her stomach and she giggled. It was true. Lucia felt she’d have a permanent bow to her spine after the birth.
She waddled her way to the middle of the room and directed Zun and Ren to spread out the lome hide in the center on top of the cushion of other hides strewn about. Soren found his way to her and sunk down to kiss the belly before standing and kissing her. His lips were nice and warm, as always, matching the warmth of his hands that stroked her skin tenderly. Lucia sighed as that zing curled up her core. Zun and Ren groaned and tried not to breathe as her pheromones assaulted them even more.
“Sorry guys,” she whispered and giggled into Soren’s lips as she kissed him again. Her fingers ran over his bald head, scratching under his jaw. Soren started to purr as he pulled away, his tail coming up to tickle the back of her neck. “Hey, how come my pheromones are the only ones that affect you? Why not Grams or Nova or Frellie?”
Soren roared a laugh as Zun and Ren looked horrified.
“I’m serious,” Lu persisted. “We’ve established it’s not just the fish perfume. Soren said my scent was potent before his implanting.” Lucia gave him a dirty look at that. “It’s not the Yadana blood, else you’d be affected by Nova, Frellie and Gran.”
“I do not know,” Val’Zun moaned, rubbing his nose as if it was sore. “Some human’s pheromones are less offensive. Yours are…” he growled this last part. “Appetizing.” Zun and Ren were completely disgusted about it.
“It is most annoying,” Gi’Ren’s breathing was stifled, like he was trying to only gulp enough oxygen to hold out for a few seconds longer.
Lucia bubbled laughter. She turned her attention back to the hides. “Are you sure you want to use the lome hide? I mean, it’s really more of a token of an important milestone in your life; our life, really.” Lucia walked around the rug, eyeing it and rubbing her lips. “I don’t want to stain it.”
“We will clean the stain,” he mimicked her emphasis. “This too, will be a milestone in our life. Two birds, one stone.” Soren smiled with his big teeth and it was contagious.
It’s so cute when he picks up human expressions.
Zun and Ren grunted, ruining the moment.
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“Soren, just do it,” Lucia moaned with her ass in the air. Her nightgown was tossed over her back and she was on all fours in the middle of her bed. “I need you.” Soren hadn’t touched her in forever because he was convinced Dr. Trex was wrong and the babe would see him fucking her mother.
Soren paced the floor at the end of the bed, chancing glances at her dripping pussy and growling in frustration. “This is not wise, Loo-Sha,” he grated. The tip of his cock was sticking up from the band in his sleep pants, already oozing sap.
“Soren,” Lucia warned him sternly. “If you don’t fuck me right now, I’m going to scream bloody murder and wake the whole goddamned house!” Her voice rose to a shrill end. Soren growled, gusted air and continued pacing. His hands scrubbed his face and his head.
“A’Drast’s mane, I cannot fucking breathe!” Val’Zun groaned from the main room.
“Ja’Rokno would be less painful,” Gi’Ren added, muffled by something.
“Soren!” Lucia yelled and slipped her hand through her lips, circling her nub and inhaling sharply. Unable to help herself, she slipped a few digits into her sopping channel and moaned loudly. It sucked her fingers and slurped and clenched, sending sounds throughout the room. Three groans responded, sending Lucia over that first edge and she cried out with a swift, short orgasm. Her fingers kept working as she still wasn’t satisfied. One wasn’t enough. Her fingers weren’t enough!
Lucia’s breathing was jagged and loud and needy. “Please!” she cried. Soren roared and swished through the curtains. Lu could hear him gasping for air and the swish of the curtains again as he re-entered. With a growl, he bounded up onto the bed, dropping to his knees behind her and then he slapped away her hand. Soren didn’t even remove his pants; he just pushed them down and shoved his swollen, throbbing cock as deep as he could. The satisfied, almost pained, moan from them both was like music to her ears.
Immediately Lucia’s pussy clamped around him and she came loudly. “More,” she demanded. The orgasms she’d had just weren’t fulfilling. They didn’t shake her core and make her lose her mind. She needed that earth shattering orgasm. “Fuck me,” she gasped around his thrusts. His pelvis slapping against her ass and thighs was almost a deafening clap.
Lucia’s pussy felt like it was being split and she loved it. The chills of that orgasm she wanted started licking its way from the arches of her feet, climbing up her calves and pulling so tightly she couldn’t move. It flowed down from the tips of her fingers, the palms of her hands and sung down her back until both met in the middle and her womb squeezed, wringing her body like a rag as her orgasm gushed back over Soren’s cock. Her shaky screams were ear splitting and she couldn’t stop herself, as she began to shake and vibrate with the violence of it.
Soren roared so loud it rung her ears as he started ejaculating but he didn’t stop, he kept going. One orgasm wasn’t enough for him either. Lucia was near out of her mind, ripping at the sheets as she held on. Her knees were soaked and puddling with her fluids and Soren’s, causing her to slide forward only to be pulled back against Soren as he came again, filling her shaking, seizing cunt while they both clamored.
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Fifteen minutes later, Lucia was ushering her parents and grandparents from her wing. She and Soren had woken the household and they’d all thought she was going into labor. When the door had crashed open, Val’Zun and Gi’Ren had apparently been rushing to leave the wing and were halfway across the room when Lucia had her much needed true orgasm. Gi’Ren made it past the group and out of the wing to safety and fresh oxygen, but Val’Zun had dropped to his knees as Lucia’s gush of pheromones hit the air. The tip of his cock was jutting up over the top of his sleep pants, as Soren’s had, and he started coming there on the floor in front of her family.
Val’Zun was drowning in her pheromones as he barely was able to hold himself on his hands and knees while stream after stream of his green sap spewed across the polished white stone floor at Grams feet. He was a snarling, growling, gasping mess and when he tried to get up, he slammed back down on his knees, panting for air as he spouted a string of curses in his native tongue.
“Oh boy,” Grams had said, careful to step around the large green puddle as Zun was vibrating with aftershocks and choking on the pheromones still thickly perfuming the air. He’d thankfully covered the tip of his oozing, still hard and throbbing cock with the one of his hands after he’d stopped coming when he tried to get up. Lucia wasn’t sure her Grams would’ve been able to properly function if she saw it and it may have scarred the rest of her family. More than the puddle of green come that they all had to walk around, that is.
“I cannot take this!” Val’Zun wheezed, trying to get up again and failing. Gi’Ren was nowhere to be found near Lucia’s wing of the residence. “Loo-Sha,” he panted, snarling on a moan as she walked past him in her nightgown, legs covered in mixed fluids. “Back away,” he barked and groaned, trying to stand again.
“Zun, what’s wrong?” Lu reached out but stopped at his snarl. Soren emerged, his pants pulled all the way back up. He offered his brother an arm and Zun took it, staggering to his own feet and heavily leaning on Soren.
“This house is so messed up,” Frellie threw her hands in the air and left the wing. “When she’s really in labor, someone please wake me.”
Soren half dragged Zun through the curtains; followed by the sound of the shower turning on. Lucia’s brows rose as she turned back to her family. “Well.”
“Try to keep it down dear,” Grams chastised. “Non-humans and roaring in the middle of the night is the stuff of nightmares.” Her gaze slunk back to the green puddle on the ground and she carefully stepped around it, leaving. “Goodnight sweetling!”
A little while later, once her family was gone, Lucia ventured into the cleansing room. Soren was leaning up against the sink counter and Zun was sitting on the floor of the shower, still panting as cold water ran over his body. Lucia grimaced. “Is he going to be okay?”
Soren grinned, kissing her forehead and then looking back at his poor brother. “He will live.”
“Yeah, but he came all over the floor in front of the family,” she whispered.
“I can hear you,” Zun growled. “I am very aware of what happened.” He went on to pant about ‘fucking pheromones’.
Pressure released in Lucia’s abdomen and a gush of fluid splashed under her. She looked down at the puddle and back to Soren and Zun who were both staring at her. Lucia nodded furiously. “It’s time!”
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An hour later, Lucia was on her knees in the gathering room, surrounded by her bleary eyed family as she breathed through another contraction. Gi’Ren had finally been found, hiding on the terrace as he tried to get his body under control. He and Zun sat beside Soren in the first ring of cushions, watching her with black gazes. Lu could tell they were nervous, since they’d never seen any birth of any kind.
Lucia had been wiped down and bathed in lavender scented water to help calm her. The robe she wore buttoned at the bust and flowed open down to her ankles. As she sat there, everything in front exposed from the belly down, she focused on inhaling through her nose and exhaling through her mouth. Women in her family took turns coming up to rub her shoulders and lower back, as was customary.
Dr. Trex was there too, to monitor her health. She didn’t mind and he’d become somewhat a part of her family over the months. His excitement about the birth was cute, and she knew she was in good hands.
A sharp pain stole her breath and ruined her concentration. She leaned forward, planting her hands into the thick fur of the lome hide. Nova rubbed along Lucia’s back, working through the tightened muscles and reminding Lucia to breathe.
The windows were open and the sweet smell of night air wafted through. Lucia sucked it up hungrily, filling her lungs and exhaling. The calming symphony of singing insects helped her concentrate through another contraction.
“She’s coming fast,” Grams commented as she traded places with Nova and rubbed Lucia. When it felt like her uterus was being ripped open on another contraction, Lucia let out a wail that had Soren and his brothers rising up quickly before being waved to sit down by Grams. “This is normal,” she reassured them.
Sweat began to bead Lucia’s skin and she moaned once the contraction was over. Nova came back, sweeping Lu’s hair into a bun so it was out of her face. Grandma Ryla began fanning her and Lucia sighed, sitting back on her knees.
On the next, quick contraction, she was being urged to her feet. Nova and Frellie held her up and Soren was ushered in front of her. Lucia shook as her body clenched and cramped. Soren’s hands that had been cleaned with the same lavender water were ready to catch. Grams instructed him how he should position his hands and how to support the babe because it would be slippery.
“I think I am going to faint,” Zun swayed against Ren who grunted. Lucia huffed a laugh in spite of the pain and it was quickly replaced by a strained scream as the muscles in her neck pulled while she pushed downward. Frellie and Nova held her weight upright while coaching and feeding her positivity. Soren looked worried when more liquid mixed with blood ran down her leg before Grams reassured him it was fine.
Lucia’s knees gave out with her next contraction and push but the women held her up, never letting her falter. Lu threw back her head to gulp air and the sweat burned her eyes. Grams patted her face with a cold cloth, helping relieve some of the heat and moisture.
“I can’t do this,” Lucia sobbed and shook as she strained again.
“Just a little more, sweetling,” Grams crooned, fanning her. Lucia screamed on the next push and Soren’s groan of anguish was loud. Lu struggled to breathe and her shoulders rattled with the force as she bore down.
“There we go,” Grams gushed. “She’s crowning. Soren’s ready.”
Lucia sucked in air and huffed as water leaked from her eyes. She frustratingly turned her head to wipe her cheek on her shoulder. It felt like the bones in her pelvis were being shoved from her body.
“A couple more pushes,” Grams coached, wiping her face again.
Lu steeled herself and as she screamed out into the room, her muscles stretched and burned like fire as she felt the babes head release. Grams words of glee and encouragement had Lu straining one last time and the babe slid free with a rush of liquid that poured down her legs.
Lucia gasped and shakily cried when the tiny wails of the babe lit up the room. Her body sagged against her mother and she looked down to see Soren cradling the pale blue, tailed babe as Grams wiped the blood and fluids from her. Her head was full of thick dark hair and it made Lucia so happy at that moment that she didn’t have to worry about a bald daughter. The thought alone made Lucia sob-laugh with the ridiculousness of it.
Soren looked up at Lucia and his grin of awe was contagious as he returned his gaze to the wailing youngling in his large hands. Dr. Trex pinched the umbilical cord and handed Soren a smooth knife. He continued to cradle the babe with two hands while another pair held the cord and swiped through it. Dr. Trex did a quick scan and announced she was ten pounds even.
“Oh dear,” Nova gasped.
“I…,” Lucia continued to breathe heavily. “…am amazing.” Her family chuckled. Lucia was encouraged to continue to push the afterbirth as her stomach was massaged to help ease the way. The gooey blob was caught in a bowl with a splat sound. Zun began swaying to the side and Gi’Ren caught him and slapped him across the face to snap him out of it. Lucia shook with tired laughter.
“She is small,” Soren commented and lifted her to his face. He pressed his nose gently to her forehead and scented her. “A healthy youngling weight on Melierun is fifteen.”
“My uterus isn’t that big,” Lucia paled, finally allowed to sink to her knees after she was wiped down by her Grams. Her robe was removed to be cleaned and stored for keepsake or until she labored with another youngling. Soren settled the wailer into Lu’s arms and when offered a breast, she latched on. Lucia dipped her head to press her nose against the babe’s skin, closing her eyes and breathing deeply.
“What is her name?” Grams asked. Lucia looked up at Soren and they shared a knowing smile. It seemed fitting to name their youngling after the woman who inadvertently brought them together. And it was the only name they could agree on. He leaned down to kiss her forehead.
“Her name is Re’Len.”