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I even got used to Rayla being pregnant and the swings that come with her body changing. In fact, I felt like it was much easier than what the others thought. She was just like a gremlin. If she’s hungry, feed her. If she’s stressed, give her a massage. If she’s cold, cuddle time. If she’s complaining, always agree with her. If she says she doesn't feel like herself or she feels gross, show her how sexy she still looked to me. If she needs blood, I tap on my vein fast and be ready for her to suck you dry. Easy. That was until this last phase.

“I’m ready for this alien to get out of my body! Get out!” Rayla waddled up to the kitchen stool in a huff. She looked like she was going to try and hop up onto the stool, and I just knew that was a bad idea, but what do I do about it? I ran scenarios in my head.

If I ran over to help her, she would bite my head off, claiming she wasn't an invalid. If I let her try it out on her own, she might complain that I didn't help her or worse, she could get hurt. Knowing I couldn’t live with the latter, I set down my coffee and went to help her, and just like I thought, she yelled at me.

“What?! Do you think because I'm a big fat whale of a person that I can't get up on my own stool? Is that what you think of me, Ax?” I immediately shook my head, knowing from recent experience that defending myself was futile and would only cause her to get more argumentative.

“I only wanted to help my beautiful mate who is currently making my child and should be treated like a queen.” She eyed me up and down as I said the words that Avery taught me over and over so I wouldn't forget. For some reason, Avery’s smooth-talking ways had the least negative effects, and all of us were asking him for help in this last leg of the pregnancy. Falcon was the one who made us realize that we might as well learn from him now since we have to do this four more times.

With pinched lips, she held out her hand, and I swooped her up in my arms easily, nuzzling her neck. “See. You're not a whale. I couldn't pick up a whale so easily.”

Crossing her arms, she huffed under her breath, “Yeah, and it has nothing to do with your super wolfy strength.” She sat downjust as Lisa came back in. Rayla’s whole demeanor changed when Lisa was here. “I’m starving, and I think the only thing this baby wants is your special blood jam on sourdough bread.”

Lisa giggled, giving Rayla’s hand a loving pat. “Of course, Mrs. Rayla. I’ll get that all sliced up, buttered and jammed.” She gave her a wide smile. “And how about some blood sausage to perk those cheeks up.” Rayla licked her lips and nodded, thanking her for taking care of her so well.

I decided keeping my mouth shut was the best option at this point, shoveling the meat and potatoes in my mouth that Lisa just made for me while Rayla sipped her bloody cocoa. Glancing over, I hesitantly scanned her and caught myself staring at her tits. They had gotten huge.

The doc told us that with each species, pregnancy was a little different. With wolves and mages, her body would instinctively create milk, while with a demon, she would need to ingest some hellfire so the baby could feed off the fumes. With a fairy baby, she would need to have the baby drink from her life force, which was fine since she was a vampire and her life force could regenerate as long as she was ingesting a steady bit of blood. With the little vampire she had now, her body was storing blood so the little sucker would have plenty without leaving her with none.

He also mentioned that we could help with the feedings when she was drained. We decided that when we have a demon, we would all ingest hellfire, having Lex to coach us though the side effects. With a wolf and mage, she could pump, and we could bottle feed. With a vampire and a fairy, they could just take fromus like they would take from her. All of us sharing the load so that no one was left half-dead by our little ones.

“You like what you see, big boy.” Her voice snapped me out of my daze, and I realized I was blatantly staring at her tits.

I threw up my hands. “Come on! They’re beautiful!” She’s always had a nice handful, more than enough, but now, they were spilling out of every top she had. I started jerking it everyday, twice a day, unable to keep my libido in check at the sight day in and day out.

She smirked as she sipped her cocoa, and Lisa came around the corner and set her plate in front of her, raised an eyebrow at me, then walked off.Oh, great. Now Lisa thought I was a pervert. I looked down again, watching them heave as she breathed, and my mouth salivated.Maybe I was a pervert.

Rayla took a few bites before she scrunched up her nose and wiggled off her chair. “I swear, Ax, I want this baby out, and I want it out now. How many weeks am I?”

“Today is thirty-eight.” I remembered because we all decided to stay grounded when it hit thirty eight, but Lex had an emergency yesterday and had to fly out. He promised Rayla it was going to be only twenty-four hours and he would be back, telling the baby that it had lots of time to still grow.

“Uh! I'm over it.” She came up to my side and placed a sweet kiss on my cheek. “I'm going to my check up with the doc, and then I’m going to find you all afterwards, and we’re going tohave a pow wow on how to speed this shit along. There has to be something we can do.”

The last part was more to herself, but I nodded. That was my job now. Say yes to Rayla, unless it was dangerous. “Okay. Avery is going to do fairy training on Falcon and I, so just come to the training facility when you’re ready.”

She smiled and nodded, that was until I jerked at her hand suddenly in my lap, rubbing up and down my cock. She whispered, “Thanks for staring at my boobs. It's nice to know you still want me.”

I snagged the back of her head, pulling her to me as I stared into her eyes. “I’ll always want you, Siren. You're one of the sexiest beings out here in this world. The fact that you are strong enough to carry my child only makes you more irresistible.” I meant every damn word.

She shuddered, closing her eyes as she sighed out and gripped my cock at the tip, rubbing her thumb in circles, driving me wild. “I will see you later, my wolf.” Then she let go and left in a flash.

Tracks of wetness dripped from my face as I kneeled on the firm mat. Clenching both my fists as my muscles twitched to move, to follow the magical command it was told, but I wouldn't let it.

Ax Rossey. I was Ax Rossey, and this was my body. You will not move. You will obey Ax Rossey.

I repeated my name over and over in my head like Rayla and Cosmo had told me to. Both of them had gone through some basic fairy magic resistance training when they were growing up. Lex, Falcon, and I did not, but with our rise in position, and the fact we’re grounded and had the time, we thought we should learn. So that’s what Falcon and I were doing, while the stupid demon got out of it with his emergency.

Avery’s musical voice sounded right next to my ear, pushing my mind and body to give in to his demands, his wants.Pick up the dagger, Ax.I gritted my teeth as my fingers twitched toward the blade right in front of me. I yanked my arms back, and I heard him on my other side.Pick it up and stab, Falcon. You know you want to. Slice his throat open and watch him bleed.

“You . . . dirty . . . rotten . . . bastard,” I barely ground the words out as I tensed up, holding my body at bay as best as I could. Whenever he used his powers, he was particularly vengeful and nasty. He was tolerable most of the time, but when he got a taste of his own power, you could feel the wild fairy magic dying for its pound of flesh.

He puffed out a chuckle before moving next to Falcon, who was looking just as bad as me but staring straight at the wall.Falcon. Use your fire magic and burn the beast. Crisp him up nice and ashy.Falcon's finger sparked, my eyes narrowed. Maybe today was the day we would fail.

A single line of crimson spilled from his lips, the drops echoing in the room as Avery continued to probe him to use his magic, but the more he demanded, the more the blood ran until Avery gave up.

“All right, you fucking psycho. You pass the second level. Stop biting your lip. You're making a mess of the floor.” Avery tsked as he went to get something to wipe up the blood.

I sagged in relief as Falcon turned his head and smiled at me. His lips and teeth stained red, looking like a macabre version of himself. “Pain helps to dull the mind, which in turn makes his magic less effective. I will need to capture this data and analyze it afterwards.”

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