Chapter 70. Wrap it Up

Hunnie Inzotta







Bahm didn't seem to like the idea I proposed very much. He was afraid we'd clean Kris and his memories, but that wouldn't be the case. Tenn's grandmother was exceptionally accurate with this device her ancestors created, and I've even seen her use it live!



I guess I understood why he was so afraid.





"How do I know you won't wipe my memory, Hunnie?

Do you know what you'll be doing?"







"That's not how it works. I promise I do. It's much more simple than you think." I pout while I sit on his lap, fixing his silk yellow tunic collar.





He sighs, rubbing my back.

"You can do it to Kris, but not to me," I shook my head in understanding, but it would be better for them to return to their usual selves. Bahm thinks I hadn't realized how much this was still crushing and affecting him, but I've seen it ever since.





He's so awkward and distant, relying on sex to cope, but I'm as big as a whale who only thinks about her next following and the agonizing steps to her next location lately.







It would be great to see how'd they'd be as father and son!







During dinner in the Healing Chamber, I questioned why we weren't eating in The Dining Hall anymore, and Bahm said he was avoiding his mother!

I wasn't expecting that response, more so to avoid Kris, but his mother?







"Yeah.

She kept things from me far too many times now.

After you have the baby, I'm actually going to be leaving the castle."







"What do you mean?

You're giving up the throne?" My heart nearly sunk to the bottom of my chest.





"No, just leaving it all to Fei until my son becomes The Crowned Prince."





Crowned Prince? "Shouldn't it be Kris?"

I blurted questionably, and he dropped his utensils from his hands and closed his eyes harshly.





My breath hitches, wondering if I triggered a nerve, but then he quietly munches on his food, so I wrap a pork belly lettuce wrap and shove it in my mouth. Mmmm, mmm, mmm!



His arms snake around me as I'm passionately in love with the savory Thai seasonings dancing along my tongue, and he pulls me in closer, looking up at my face, which probably had sauce oozing down my chin.





"I've noticed..."

He starts with a charming smile lacing his baby-smooth face on his face, and he hooks my chin, kissing gently, and continues wrapping his lettuce around the pork. The sauce leaks from his mouth this time and down his chin before I wipe it with a cloth. Then, he places a wrap in my mouth seconds later.







"Yes, I saw them inside you when I performed that sacred exorcism!

They were a pale shadow inside of you compared to the bright blue one. That one didn't want to let go.

But how do you feel?

Why did you mention it now?" With a stuffed mouth, I embrace him in a hug, smashing his face against my tender bosoms.





"That's amazing!

I actually... feel...GREAT!

I don't seem like I need to control my anger anymore, as well as my emotions, lately.

I never knew you could have such unforeseen magic abilities, but my instincts were right about you being the one to save me."





A prominent significant smile forms on his beautiful, unwrinkled, smooth face. Boy, he looked much more handsome than ever. His hair became longer in the front, covering his forehead with small wavy curls dangling down, and his eyes gleamed with a slight twinkle. I craved to see from him all the time.





"Awe!!

I'm ecstatic!" I clapped my hands together, expressing my pride in my magic and accepting his compliment.





I grasp his face midway from his next bite, placing a kiss on his head, and he groans satisfyingly before I turn to eye the pork, and his greasy lips connect with my cheek.









"I love you, Hunnie.

You're right.

Kris is...

My first...

He's Prince, and...I'll see it fit he's crowned after we erase his memories."







"Why after?"





"Maybe I'll feel more comfortable around him if he doesn't remember our past.

Things are hard for me to process."





While we got ready for bed, my phone was delivered by Leolo, and he'd received a charger from Kris, so I texted Tenn and told her what was going on without going into too much detail. I told her Bahm and Kris got into a fight and how I needed to use it to calm them.





"Can I go say goodnight to Kris?"





"No,"

Bahm says sharply, turning the chamber lights off and jumping in bed.







"Please stop asking to see him.

I know you think there's a bond, but it was a forced bond, not a real one.

You've always been my mate and my mate only. I'd like it if you forget about him.







His words hurt more than I expected, so I bit my tongue instead of having the urge to defend Kris as my mate. I unwrapped my towel around my chest from taking a shower right after dinner and laid under the covers.



Bahm tried to use his whole "I can't sleep, distract me" request, but I had to shut him down. A pregnant woman shouldn't have intimacy after her water breaks. They're more prone to infection, and this I remembered from work.





He groaned at my response, knowing his only other option was out of the question since the only thing going into my mouth this far along was food!



However, he does find a way to slide his erection between my thighs behind me as I lay on my side. He supports one leg up, thrusting through my wetness slowly so his phallus can rub passed my core, through my sleek, slippery folds, and massage my clit. My back arches, giving him more room to slide about.



When he gripped my waist close to his body, juices coated my inner thighs quickly, and Bahm seemed to love this as he grunted and nibbled on my back softly with a handful of my behind in his grasp.



Once I caught my release from the pleasurable sensation, exhaustion clouded over me heavily. As Bahm continued to slide his member, I became overstimulated as his tip touched my achy nub repeatedly. My fingers grip the pillow above my head, squeezing through every sensitive thrust and pleasing gratification.



I couldn't even count how many times he did that throughout the night. What has gotten into him? His hunger was more ravenous, suckling harshly on any part of my skin as I lightly slept through all his touches and pleasing my body in ways I was too drained to comprehend.





Surprisingly, I woke before him in the morning since I didn't rest much. The castle was loud and all the usual smells that flooded the halls this early caught my nose and ears on this crisp morning.





Also, I thought I got a whiff of Kris, but there's no way he's up right now. The sun hasn't even risen yet, and I know they both sleep way too late to be up this early.





Lately, a pinch in my steps has caused me to shuffle a bit, and I've been having more difficulty sitting on the toilet, like this morning. I painfully slid around until I was done relieving myself. Once I went to wipe and stand to flush, I noticed red in the toilet swirling down the plumbing.





Nervous, I sat my wide behind back down and wiped my swollen bits again. They were pretty sore, and it wasn't from Bahm this time.





The light color of blood on the toilet paper startles me, as well as a big glob of blood.

Was I penetrated last night?

No. There's no way Bahm would go against my wishes, or was I sleeping that heavily, I couldn't feel it!





"Everything alright in there?" Bahm's voice is heard at the other side of the door. He sounded slightly annoyed, but it was probably much too early for him, and he could sense my rapid heartbeat in our bond.





"Yeah, I'm fine.

Pregnancy issues, but I'm going to shower."





"You sure you don't need Mirah?" He asked, and I told him I would be fine once I took a shower. Then I heard him leave the door side to go back to bed, but I thought I heard another door slam in the process.





It might be a servant. They've been delivering me small trinkets early in the morning, from herbs for my sickness to creams to massage around my humongous, stretched stomach.





Gosh, my baby will be here soon, huh?

This is so surreal. I'll be a Dark Witch mother with a baby blessed with tremendous gifts from his father and me.



Does any other Quadbrid exist?



I might as well hurry and take this shower so I can organize his first couple of outfits once he's born. Everyone is going to want to meet him!