CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED FIFTY-ONE
SIX MONTHS LATER
The morning was peaceful for the first time in a while.
Lisbeth had taken the boys last night so Xavier and I could have a moment to ourselves. Roe was also really busy these days, her dedication to her job showed how much she really wanted it.
I'd expected her to at least complain about the stress of it but with each new day, she was excitedly raving about how much she was learning. The day she injected a human successfully, she was on the topic for three days straight. I loved that glow and happiness on her and I was always asking Doctor Memphis to force her to rest.
Also, he's been taking a liking to her, but considering he's building the entire medical field from scratch, he has to lead by example. Hence, no feelings for your intern who is also obsessed with you but expertly hides it.
I stood up from the bed but Xavier dragged me back even though he was sleeping and snuggled me deeper in his arms
“Baby I need to pee, okay?” I whispered in his ear.
He startled awake, his eyes opening.
“Sorry baby, I'll take you,” he said as he rushed to get up.
“Baby, you don't need to; I'm pregnant, not handicapped.”
“Yes but you promised to let me baby you,” he whined in that tone he knew I loved so much.
With everyone, he was the angry lion, but he was a sweet, cute puppy with me, and I couldn't have enough of it.
“Fine, carry me to the toilet, no teleporting!”
“Whatever you want, my queen.”
He carried me and gently sat me down on the toilet seat,. raising my nightgown up.
He didn't let me wear panties last night, because it was a hassle removing it all the time.
I lost count of how many times he'd woken me up with his tongue licking my pussy until I was shivering.
“Are you finally going to take a break?” He asked me with his pleading eyes.
For any other thing, it would surely work but I had stood my ground on this one. Getting pregnant wasn't on my list of things to do the first time, nor this time either, but I love my babies all the same.
Still, I had projects I was handling and I couldn't just stop halfway because I was pregnant. I took enough breaks, and there was always a bottle of water attached to Xander's cot, so I was fine.
But Xavier was always worried, leaving his office to check on me five times a day and dragging me away before work closed with his dicks, mouth, and fingers.
“Come on baby, we'll be done soon. The schools have to be a certain standard, and I'm not supervising it; these boys would do whatever they feel like. I'm not doing any hard work,” I argued.
“It's okay, I just had to try,” he relented, not putting up much of a fight as usual. “But promise me you'll tell me if you feel any pain at all? No, pain is extreme, any sort of discomfort, promise you'll tell me. I'll panic later after we're done taking care of you, I promise.”
I smiled at him knowingly
The pregnancy was three months old, right after we defeated the planet from an attack from Pluto. We'd stayed in space for a few days, watching out for any other attack since our engineers weren't done with the security system we designed for them.
We only went down a few times to check on them and not at the same time.
But when we were together, we played board games and card games and had a lot of sex.
Safe to say, my morning-after pill wasn't strong enough against that amount of virile Ky'rhan sperm.
But since the first week, he'd been overprotective to the point of disturbance.
He yelled at me once and I broke down crying, which made Xy'thern take over for a couple of days, forcing him to calm down. He did have good reason to be upset, considering I'd gone fruit hunting with Lisbeth and Trent, her boyfriend, and had matched a thorn.
I could see the fear flash through his eyes as I got back with blood following my footsteps.
Memphis had to leave his lab and was teleported back to the palace to attend to me.
Since then, he has always made a conscious effort not to overcrowd me, and I love it.
“Don't worry; we'll be done soon; we roofed it on Friday and tomorrow, we'll begin painting and decorations. At least there'll be three weeks of rest before I give birth. She's not like Xander who was rushing out of my stomach like he had something to chase after out here,” I joked
“He was probably tired of being fed the same thing over and over again. The boy is so selective with food I fear he might turn us to farmers.”
“Ooh, now I'm imagining you as a farmer. Tanned, blue skin, sweat dripping off those abs, and the ability to last an hour or two,” I said with a smirk.
“Wait a damn minute,” he exclaimed, just as I'd expected, “you mean you want me to last longer? You're pregnant, I don't want to hurt you.”
“How will you hurt me by fucking me for longer baby? Explain the physics behind it.”
“You know what? I'm not even going to argue with you. We have nothing to do today so prepare to beg me to stop fucking you,” be threatened
“You wish,” I sneered at him, laughing at his expressions.
He proceeded to clean me up and carried me again to the bed.
“You know what? Let's make this interesting, what do you say I tie you up?"
My eyes widened and my pussy clenched at the same time.
“My pussy likes that idea a bit too much,” I replied in a sultry tone that made his eyes widen.
“If you keep doing this, I'm gonna keep getting you pregnant all the time,” he said as he left to get out bdsm kit.
I was so damn excited for today.
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