An Enchanting Lull of Surprise

Hunnie Inzotta







My bump continuously crashes into the stone wall until I finally gain control and push Bahm back.



His strokes were slow, a lot slower than I remembered, but it didn't hurt at all, and that was all I cared about with how huge my stomach had gotten. I bent over more, giving him more access, for he was really in an awkward bending position so that he could align his pelvis with my rear end.





"You alright?" He asks for the third time now, and I moan a sweet yes, letting him know he can go deeper and faster.





"You won't hurt me." A hoarse whisper finds its way between my panting lips, and Bahm gives me one long thrust, staying in that position for some seconds before he thrusts out, and his pace quickens.



His hand comes over one of my breasts, and a throbbing and painful ache covers the tips of my nipples, causing me to try and free his hand quickly, but moans fill my throat instead.

Bahm's abnormally long and thick girth slides through my walls slowly, rubbing brazenly over my pleasure spots and erupting many whimpers from my core and me. How do I take such a monstrous shaft?





"Pray I can keep my hands off of you tonight." He growls in my ears and holds onto the railing by my head.





"I don't want you...to...keep them off!" I purr.





"Atta girl!"





While stepping out of the shower bed, Bahm hands me a towel, and as I wrap it around my chest, he hoists me in the air, leading us into his room. He places me on his bed, and suddenly, his eyes go wide, and he grabs my face with both hands.







"Fuck!

How did I not realize you've had a fever?"





"Huh?" I questioned and tilted my head. Kris had the same expression on his face.







"Jeez.

I'm losing that much focus so fast?"

He questions himself miserably while gazing into my eyes. I felt for him. Whatever was running through his mind that he thought he needed to handle alone, I wish he would let me in.







"I feel fine.

I'm sure it's nothing to worry about.

Can you sense anything?" My shoulders shrug while answering him, and the warmth of his hands removes from my face.



He stands before, naked and still partially wet, glaring down at my stomach before he crosses his arms around his chest and rests his chin on his finger while looking up at the ceiling as if he is thinking hard about a response.



I wanted to ask what he was doing after what felt like a minute went by of him looking up with his mouth hung open. It looked funny because it seemed like he was frozen in place.





"Your Highness?"

I said sing-songy, and his dilated pupils looked towards me. I stand in confusion. Is he okay?



I walk past him and towards the bathroom door, grabbing a towel, and as I wrap it around his waist, he finally moves his posture. His eyes locked down on me with transfixed awe and admiration. A smirk forms on my face. He's doing that look I love.





"What's going on with you?" I asked, wrapping my arms around his neck, for he still looked hypnotized by me.







"Hmmm?

Oh, he's abnormally big.

Our son."



His arms snake around my body, pushing me toward the bed, and we fall over.



"Why do we look at me that way?"





"Because you're my mate, Hunnie." He says, looking into my eyes.

His breath fills my face before his lips collide down on mine gently, and then he lays at my side.





"Every day, it must play through my head that you were my chosen mate. One I'll have eternity with.

Believe it or not, it gets me through my day. I can do anything for you."



A shiver slithers down my spine, and I roll to my side, cupping his face and rubbing his chest. He looked so vulnerable and in love. His words moved me dearly. I trust him with my life.



He takes my hand, kissing my knuckles and inhaling my scent harshly. His touches always ignited a fire between my thighs. The mate bond we held didn't even give us a chance to look at each other before we wanted to rip our clothes off.



Or, again, it could be these supernatural hormones I'm sure my body was carrying, but my mates were strikingly handsome. They made me feel comfortable even when I was way more stuffed than turkey!





"Do you trust me?"





"Why do you ask that?"





"Because I can feel something off about you, and I'm more offended that you aren't telling me about it."

He drops his head, and I pull him as close as my pregnant stomach would let him, but he lowers his body so his face can be aligned with my bump.





"I have to deal with it on my own, Hunnie." His voice muffled against my navel, and then his throat started to emit a deep vibration that felt soothing to my body.

He did it in patterns, and I figured he might be trying to communicate with our son somehow, so I let him be, using my powers to turn the lights off.



"I understand, but I am here for you as well." My heavy eyelids closed soon after, leaving me with a mouthful of yawns, and everything went dark shortly after.



Kisses from Bahm were still felt all over my stomach, and his foreign mumbles leaving his mouth were continuously heard.

My mind is swallowed by my subconscious, portraying the usual horrid dreams I've received since I got pregnant. I was floating about in a pool of nothingness in tonight's dream. Everything was pitch black except Bahm's body lying motionless in chains at the bottom of this pool.





Was this a message?





The pool was cold, but the more I swam down to the bottom, the warmer it became. It was so hot once I swam by Bahm's side. His eyes were opened, but he lay there motionlessly.



"Bahm!

What are you doing?" I screamed in my head and examined the chain holding him down.

The chain was thick and slimy. The color was almost that of blood as tiny droplets floated to the surface. Once I place my hand on the chain, it disappears, and Bahm rolls over onto his back. His eyes turn black, and he goes to slash at me before I wake.



"What are you doing!" I yelped out loud with a racing heart. My surrounding was still dark, but then I heard Bahm's voice.





"What does it feel like?"



The consciousness returned to my body, granting me a feeling in my legs settling and wrapping around Bahm's shoulders. His hot tongue flickered upwards on my clit, spouting a moan at my bud's sensitivity. My folds were also wet, and I wondered how long he'd been down there.



His mouth captures my clit, suckling repeatedly and the overwhelming euphoric sensation causes me to tighten my legs around his head. One of his hands slithers between his ear and my leg while the other sneaks a finger into my canal.



Unable to withstand his finger massaging my pleasurable spots, my body jerked and tensed while loud whimpering moans erupted from my lips. Bahm grunts and hisses while shoving his finger over the area repeatedly and nibbling on my folds. He didn't stop until my walls clenched and burst with liquids!



I cried, releasing his hair with shaky legs and panting breath. Soon, after his tongue swipes my core clean, he climbs over me, hovering above my bump. His mouth then comes over my nipples before he takes one in his mouth, and I yelp.



"That hurts!" I whine, and his head comes up immediately before his tongue laps around my sore areolas.



Then, his hands snake between my bump and down to his member, rubbing the tip along my core before it pokes its way in. I was beyond exhausted, but my womanhood was becoming sore as well.





"Come sit," he states and rolls over while pulling me onto his hips and thrusting multiple times upwards before he sits up to nibble on my cheeks and ears while holding me tightly.





"Sleep if you're tired."





"No," I express wholeheartedly while beginning to bounce lightly before soft moans start escaping Bahm's breathless mouth.

His hands grip my waist, guiding me up and down on his member until I can no longer hold myself up. He rolls us over again, sucking on my mark and laying me on my back.





When morning came, I awoke to excruciating pain, and my lungs were crushed. Once arriving to my sense, Bahm was lying right on top of me, not moving from my calls and shoves.



"Bahm, get up!

You're hurting me!" I cried.





Why won't he wake?





"Bahm, get up!!

I can't breathe!!"