Daddy's Big Friend by Charlize Starr

Author:Charlize Starr [Starr, Charlize]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-03-09T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve - Valnoir

8 Months Later - Thursday

“I feel bloated and fat,” Lola says.

“You look beautiful to me,” I reassure her.

“Look at me, look at this. God, I hate this. And my back is sore, my lips are swollen, my —”

Pouring honey lotion on my hands, I massage her shoulders and back. “Does that feel better?” She leans back her head, tensing her neck muscles, then lets go. “Yeah, that feels good.”

I massage her back and make my way to the front, moisturizing her very pregnant belly. “Look away,” she tells me. “I am fat and ugly.”

Propping a pillow on the bed, I gently push her on her back. “You are sexy as fuck,” I tell her again. And it’s true. Pregnancy really suits her. Her tits have grown to twice their size, her ass bounces when she walks. And every time I look at her, I want to be inside her. Every. Fucking. Time.

Kneading her tender breasts softly with my hands, sucking on her nipples, I find it hard not to push myself inside her. The temptation takes over me and I am about to take off my pants when she pees on the bed.

“Jesus, run to the bathroom. You are peeing on the bed!”

She looks at me, confused. “I think my water just broke.”

Before we can figure out what’s really happening, there’s a contraction. She grabs my hair and pulls hard with all her might, screaming, “TAKE ME TO THE HOSPITAL!”

I go and get my mother and Lady Mary and ask them what to do. Lola is screaming her lungs out every 20 seconds.

“It’s too sunny outside,” Lady Mary says. “We can’t take her to the hospital.”

“We can just send her with one of the humans,” my mother suggests.

“She’s not going anywhere without me. We have had births here before, we are prepared,” I tell them.

“I’ll call the doula and the midwife,” Lady Mary says, and disappears with a whoosh.

“Come on, dear, let’s get you ready,” my mother says, helping Lola up. “Let’s get you comfortable.”

As time passes, things get more painful and Lola continues screaming at me. She holds my hand so tight I feel like my wrist is going to snap. The midwife arrives and the doula offers to take over for me, but Lola refuses to let me go. She is sweating like a sponge being squeezed, her breath is labored and the midwife is telling her to push.

“I can’t,” she pants. “I can’t do it.”

“Lola, listen to me. You are strong. You want this. You can do this,” I say.

“Push, now!” the midwife urges.

“Come on, my dear, you can do this,” my mother whispers at her side. “Push, honey.”

“Lola, PUSH!”

She screams like a siren and pushes, and the screams turn into cries as a baby is born.

“It’s a girl,” Victoria says, materializing out of nowhere with a clap.

“We have a girl! Oh, I am so happy,” Lady Mary says. “I am a grandmother.”

The midwife wraps the baby in a blanket and hands her to me, telling me how to hold her and everything.

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