Chapter 25: "Meme's"
Chapter 25: "Meme's"
Draven:
The cool autumn breeze drifted softly through the terrace doors, swirling and lifting the teal sheers as the full moon illuminated the soft tinge of sweat across Lana and Nan’s glowing skin.
Both of their pregnant bellies twitching and rolling as their tender walls, quivered and contracted around my fingers, pushing them further into the hazy fog of sexual bliss.
“DRAVEN!” Their trembling screams, echoed through the dimly lit room as their bodies released every ounce of tension and frustration against my penetrating thrusts of my fingers.
Smiling brightly as their bodies responded to the sexual torture, feeling the quivering silkiness of their wombs explode into a rushing whoosh of hot slickness. Flicking against their G-spots with my claw as their bodies lifted from the twisted, drenched sheets like something seen in the Exorcist, cursing and moaning incoherently.
Drinking in their pleasurable moans and trembling bodies as they lolled side-to-side in panting heaps of sweaty, glowing flesh.
“Beautiful.” Purring softly as they slowly drifted back down to earth, exhaling heavy breaths humming in pleasurable euphoria.
“You’re pretty good, Old Man.” Falkor growled playfully as we watched our lovely ladies, bask gracefully in the moon light as they slowly regained their conscious thoughts.
“Hah! Says the “Horny Devil” on sexual overdrive.” Laughing brightly as my ladies looked at me with perked brows of amusement, slipping gingerly from the bed with their pregnant bellies throwing off their center of balance as they waddled into the bathroom with soft laughter.
“Do you blame me! I can’t get enough of them, and those sexy curves…...” Laughing at his purring click as our bodies shivered in a dark lust, gripping the throbbing erection that yearned for release.
Chuckling lowly, watching my “beast” awaken to full mast.
Rumbling darkly, working my palm along the shaft as Falkor grunted and snarled in a weird shivering purr.
Laying back on the hormone drenched bed, trembling against the cool breeze that drifted seductively over my burning flesh. Squeezing the sensitive head enough to jerk up with a growling snarl, slamming back against the engorged shaft as their heavenly scents pulled me deeper into a foggy haze.
Dropping back to the soft bed with Falkor rumbling in satisfaction.
“DRAVEN!!” Jerking forward in panic, barely touching the cool wide-planked flooring as Lana and Nan clenched their bellies with pained expressions, white knuckling the doorframe with the other hand.
“What’s wrong?” Helping them to the bench outside of the closet, smelling the soft metallic tinge of blood as tears rolled slowly from their clenched eyes, growling out in pain.
“They’re in labor DUMMY!” Falkor roared with a shaky huff of smoke as loud knocking echoed through the room, grabbing sweats and covering the girls with their robes.
“Draven?” Ben’s concerned voiced linked, rushing over to the door with an eye on the girls snarling out with the next round of pain.
Unlatching the deadbolt, facing a paled, panicking Ben with sweat beads trickling down his forehead as crying screams reverberated from all directions.
“A-ANNA…Labor!” He managed to pant out, looking over my shoulder as Lana and Nan growled out in pain.
Rushed footsteps approached as Drogo slid to a stop, barely staying upright as we looked at one another with the same panicked expressions.
“L-Lena…” He barely rasped out, rubbing his hands through his black locks soaked in sweat and smelling like a walking sex factory.
“Must be nice.” Falkor grumbled lowly, shaking my head in disbelief that all four women went into labor at the same fucking time.
“Yeah. Labor, we know.” Turning sharply to the pained grunts of Lana and Nan as they stood on shaky legs, holding one another as I rushed over to them to help.
“Call Amelia and Viv.” Looking up to Ben and Drogo nodding in response, disappearing like flashes of light as the girls gripped tightly to my chest, digging their claws into my burning flesh as another contraction ripped through their bodies.
“Breathe. Just breathe.” Looking up as rushed feet and voices sounded from the hallway, breathing a sigh of relief with Falkor as Onyx and the triplets appeared with concerned expressions.
“Meme’s.” Onyx sniffled softly, knowing her hormones were on a rampage as her pregnant belly peeked softly from under her cream blouse.
It’s been about six months since Mara and the whole “Phoenix’s versus Unicorns”, which surprised us more to find out the Phoenix’s were “the Watchmen”. We were supposed to be having a meeting later tonight, but it seems that it has been rescheduled due to Active Labor.
“Ya thank!” Falkor deadpanned with a goofy eye roll causing a quick lapse in composure, chickling lightly as the Active Labor Dragons stared at me with a murderous glare.
“Meme’s.” Onyx laughed softly, motioning to them with her hands as Birgir and Davyn stepped behind them, lifting them gently into their arms with soft grumbles of refusal.
Onyx got tired of calling Lana “mam” and Nan by her name only, so she dubbed them the “Meme’s” to give them equal recognition as my mates and her grandparents. Which as a dragon, gave me great pride, knowing my Queen shared equal responsibility to all her people, regardless of being family or not.
“Onyx, sweetheart. You should be resting.” Nan pointed to her as the boys carried them down the hall, while Mikkel helped me grab the hospital bags inside of the closet door.
“I’m fine, Let’s delivery these little ones quickly.” Onyx laughed brightly, rubbing her hands together like a little kid fixing to get a treat, which in Onyx’s case was a baby brother, two grand uncles and twin Fox boys from Anna.
Unfortunately, Drogo and Lena’s foxes didn’t make it after the purge, but between Jun and Anna she was okay with not having a fox even though it hurt knowing Ben and Anna’s daughter and mate died.
“You ready Old Man!” Mikkel patted my shoulder brightly, following behind the group of screaming pregnant women and laughing family members as Amelia and Viv motioned us into the delivery rooms.
“I’ll give him “Old Man”.” Falkor grumbled darkly from the shadows, huffing out a large flame thrower of purplish flames.
“Easy. He’s being a smartass.” Laughing back at the toothy snarl and tongue sticking out.
“Dad?” Lena called out over Drogo’s shoulder as they slipped into the room across from Lena and Nan.
Snapping my eyes between all the chaos.
“Hold on Sweety. Let me check on your mums’.” Again, with the plural nicknames, laughing brightly as she held up her thumb, growling out with the next contraction as Drogo snarled at her claws digging into his shoulder.
“MAN, I LOVE THIS FAMILY!!!” Falkor laughed loudly as Lana and Nan gripped the bed railing, snarling and clicking wildly as Viv assisted them with their gowns.
“I’m going to go check on Lena really quick.” Kissing their foreheads as they nodded feverously, flinging sweat beads from their foreheads blowing out clouds of smoke with red flushed faces.
“YES! Go c-check on h-hhhhEEERRR!” Lana roared into the ceiling, backing away slowly as her eyes slitted into narrowed black slits, looking like she was ready to roast someone’s ass for a laugh.
“Go, Draven.” Nan motioned with her head, grabbing Lana’s hand, coaching her down from her contraction turning sharply on my heel to catch Drogo dodging a flaming ball of blueish whisps.
Tossing him back into the room as Lena roared into the heavens, while Onyx and Amelia readied for delivery with a few of the nurses assisting.
“Lena Sweety. I can’t stay long.” Kissing her sweaty forehead as she gripped my arm in tears, mean mugging Drogo from under my armpit.
Chuckling softly as Drogo gripped her hand that reached out with the next contraction, aiming for his crotch.
“Man! So brutal.” Falkor laughed darkly as Lena and Nan’s growling screams pulled me from Lena’s grasp, darting back out the room, across the waiting room flipping of the boys laughing at my expense.
“Draven!” Viv looked over her shoulder as she checked Nan’s progression, sliding in between their beds so they both could squeeze my hands.
Big Mistake!