Don’t Mess with The Pregnant Lady!

Hunnie













I fell asleep at some point, after Kris began researching the backstories to some of the major Dark Spell. His deep and enchanting voice must’ve soothed me to sleep when he began reading his findings out loud.







“Hunnie...

Hunnie wake up.

Hunnie.”





I wipe the drool from the side of my face, as Kris’s hands does as well, and I open my tired eyes. I wanted to stay in bed and sleep. Could I just sleep away this whole day today? This made me pretty moody and miserable that I must stay awake. Two hours wasn’t enough!







“You doing alright?” I nod my head and Kris wraps his arms around me, pulling me up to sit.





“I let you sleep for a good two hours, but we need you up now.” He says with a slick smile on his face. Who’s we, is Bahm awake now?







“The midwives will be in soon to measure your stomach size again and I need you naked!” He sings the last part and cups my swollen breast, kissing the top of my cleavage again.

I was too tired and annoyed to be phased by the butterflies flying around in my stomach, so I began sliding my arms out from my off the shoulder gown right away.





Out comes my hot and heavy, firm breast, then Kris groans before helping me pull the gown down over my stomach. I close my eyes again, hanging my heavy head low and running my hands over my tight stomach. I felt different, more pain directly in the middle of my stomach, but then Kris’s cold lips begin kissing on my tight flesh, taking my mind from the sudden pain.







“Oh my!

Why are your lips so cold!”







“I was outside,” his voice muffles against my bump and he cups both sides of my body, rubbing his head on my babies. His actions were very cute, it sent a smiling giggle to my lips and I run my fingers through his soft curly hair. He looks up at me from his kisses and eyes my gum drops of nipples.





“Don’t!

They hurt badly!” I tell him, but he says he’ll be gentle.







He places his hand to each of my sides, capturing my nipples in his mouth delicately. The warmth from his mouth sends a spark of electric to my toes, and the feeling of his slimy tongue made a moan want to escape, but it didn’t hide how painful his sucking was. He suckles deeply before his mouth slowly unlatches off my girls. I watch him with desperate eyes as he sucks in his bottom lip. I wanted what he had to offer too, but in this state, I barely wanted it anymore. I could barely stay in one position for long!







“Mmmm.” He smacks his lips some more, trailing his tongue along my bosoms.





“Looks like someone has milk.”





“Yeah right!” My eyebrows raise in shock, and he nods while looking up and licking his lips.





Just then, a knock is heard at the doors and then all three midwives enter while bowing before us. They carried measuring tape and many different fabrics in their hands and all smiled brightly like usual. It must be for the wedding!





They walked over and around to my said of the bed, measuring my stomach, arms and even legs as Kris stood there gawking in amusement. Suki was holding different sparkling fabrics up to my skin while the others continued their measurements.





“We had made lunch already.” Jo Jo says and I become excited. My babies and I definitely loved everything they made here in the castle and I was starving!





“It will be something light and we will wheel it over.” She continues to say and my excitement cuts down shortly. I was already starving like a horse, I didn’t want something light, I better have cake after too, and why do I have to eat in the room again? I could hear plenty of chatter around the castle, what was going on!











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Bahm





“YOUR HIGHNESS! PLEASE!” The seamstress yells back at me.







“KAZUL! I DON’T WANT TO WEAR THIS! IT LOOKS LIKE A CLOWN SUIT!

Why can’t I wear the regular silk shirts!”







“Your Highness! I already told you, it's not traditional...PLEASE!”







We’ve been going back and fourth now for some minute. I stand there eyeing him and his two workers in fury. They let me wear whatever I wanted that was royally acceptable during Cyn’s wedding! Now I have to look like a shiny clown in front of my mate! How embarrassing!





“We have 30 minutes before you must escort your mate behind the castle!” Kabul places his hands on his hips, steam looking like it was coming form his nose.





My mate.







I was marrying her today and she doesn’t even know. Her scent of the babies were becoming stronger and stronger, it felt like they were going to enter into this world in any minute.





“It’ll only be for the blood pact for all to see, during the ceremony you take off any layer you want.”







I huff out of my nose in acceptance and the two workers comer over right away and begin dressing me.







“You better be giving her traditional clothing too!” I grunt in annoyance.







“We have something way more traditional for her,” Kazul says in a sly voice and it made me wonder what he meant. No other outfit for a wedding in our Kingdom would be more traditional than what I was being forced to wear...or... being naked.







“NOT THE HAT!” I roar in anger. I was already wear a damn blanket for an outfit, now they want me to wear the hat!



I snatch the hat from the workers hand, throwing it on my head myself and leaving the room. I could hear Hunnie beginning to get riled up about leaving the room. She kept telling Kris we should go wake me up because she had something to tell me.





“Just tell me!”





“NO! I want to go to him myself!”





“Mind-link him Hunnie, we don’t know if he’s even awake yet!”





“I don’t care Kris! I said I want to go wake him!” I could feel how worked up she was getting as Kris only laughs at her actions.



I mind-link Jo Jo, asking if they had her wedding outfit ready and she replies, “Yes we are returning back to the room, should be done in exactly 30 minutes!”







“Look you have visitors, you big cry baby!” Kris teases Hunnie from my chambers. Looking through his vision, she was giving him cold looks when the midwives walked her over to the vanity, beginning to do her hair.





“Are we having a party? I can hear lots of talking around the castle.” Hunnie asks Kris, who tries to think of an answer, but Jo Jo replies instead.





“Yes we have company again, so sorry My Queen, but I have to hurry and dress you before they leave.” She lies perfectly and I see Hunnie nod while many different hands begin with her hair and makeup.





“I don’t really like makeup” She protest.







“Just be quiet pregnant lady. You’ve been complaining a lot today!” I see a bottle of hairspray come flying towards Kris’s face before I exit his vision.





“Oh heavens! I’m so sorry!” I stick my hands inside my black, silky, traditional sleeves, laughing at the moron and teleporting over to my mothers side of the castle.





“Is she ready yet? Don’t you look like a handsome King.” My eyes squint lowly at her statement. I only dressed this way for Hunnie. I couldn’t wait to see what she would wear. My heart flutters to see her in the royal, embroiled and safest of all silks on her body. I couldn’t wait to bed her in the skies the most.