Chapter Nine

Tatum

Ilay awake in bed, staring up at the ceiling. I have no idea why but for some reason, I just can't seem to get myself to fall asleep. No matter what I do, or how many sheep I try to count, sleep just won't come.

My hands rest on my belly. It's so fucking round. I keep hoping I'll feel something going on inside there but coming up disappointed. My stomach is hard and I have to keep reminding myself that there's an egg inside there rather than an average baby. I long to feel them kicking around.

I look humongous. A human would look this huge if they were at the end of their pregnancy but I've only been pregnant a few weeks. I didn't realize eggs grew so fucking quickly!

I turn over onto my side, curling my body around my stomach. Looking at Vinnie, I can't stop myself from smiling. The feelings welling up inside of me are overwhelming but I welcome them. I've been completely blown away by this relationship already. I know we're in the baby stages but already things feel good, they feel right. Our foundation is strong, allowing us to build an even stronger relationship, pressing down steps everyday we're together.

Reaching out, I run my fingers over his auburn hair. I never thought about what my future held but if I did, the reality doesn't even come close to those daydreams. Vinnie is everything I didn't realize I needed. I can't articulate how lucky I feel to be here with him, to have him by my side.

A cramp goes through the middle of my stomach and I let out a pained hiss. Okay, what the actual fuck was that? I think back to dinner, wondering if I ate something strange but nothing comes to mind. Maybe the little one inside me was stirring within their egg?

I keep a hand against my stomach, holding my breath. Nothing happens for a long moment but after a few minutes, another cramp hits me.

I must make a noise because Vinnie is stirring beside me. He rolls towards me, putting his arm around my middle and pushing his face, sleepily, against my own.

"Why are you awake?"

"It's nothing. Go back to sleep."

"Not nothing. It's keeping you up, must be something. Tell me, sweetheart," Vinnie murmurs, his voice slurred from how sleepy he is. He must just barely be awake. If I stay quiet, he'll probably fall right back to sleep.

"Fuck," I hiss out through clenched teeth. Well, so much for that!

Vinnie sits up, looking down at me with sleepy eyes. He pulls his hair away from his face, tucking it behind himself as best as he can. "That didn't sound like nothing. What's going on?"

"I'm pretty sure I just ate something weird. It's heartburn or indigestion or something," I tell him but even to my own ears my voice is unsure. I have no clue what's going on other than pain rippling through my middle.

"You didn't eat anything I didn't eat and I feel fine," Vinnie says, the sleep fading from his eyes, his features growing more serious. His hand rests on the swell of my belly, his eyes widening. "Tatum, I think it's time."

"Time?"

"Yeah. I think our egg is ready to get out."

I say the first thing that comes to mind. "Oh, fuck."

Vinnie cracks a smile. "It'll be okay. I'll be right here to help you through it." His fingers trace random patterns against my belly. He gets a look about him, something that makes my stomach quiver instead of cramp. "I have an idea, if you're up for it."

"Anything," I say and completely meaning it. I know it's only been a few weeks since we met and mated, but I already feel so close to him. I know without a doubt that he has my best interests in mind. I might even dare to say I'm falling in love with him.

"We can make this good for you," he whispers, leaning forward and kissing my lips. My body goes lax against the bed, kissing my mate back with the same amount of fervor as he's giving me. "I'll make you feel so good, sweetheart."

"Really?"

"It felt good when we made this baby, right? Why can't it feel good while they're coming out?"

I can't find any fault with Vinnie's logic so I lay back and spread my thighs for him. He moves so he's kneeling between them. Vinnie quickly pulls my clothes away, replacing them with his hands, massaging my muscles until I feel like I'm practically boneless. When another cramp comes for me, Vinnie talks me through it.

"Relax," he says, his voice achingly soft. "This is just your body getting itself ready to push our baby out. Lean into it, sweetheart. Embrace it."

I breathe through my nose and close my eyes, doing my best to do as my mate has prompted me. His hand goes to my cock, gently stroking me and I slowly harden for him. I get it. I get how he wants me to feel and I lean into it, trusting my body to know what it's doing, trusting my mate to pleasure me.

"There we go," Vinnie breathes out, his eyes devouring my body. The hand that's not working my cock slides over my stomach, petting my round belly. A shiver goes through me as my body warms, coming alive under my mate's hands. "That's it, sweetheart. Look at you. Gods, you're so fucking good."

I whimper but this time it's not from pain. No, far from it actually.

"Oh, Vinnie," I gasp out. "Fuck."

Vinnie's hand moves away from my dick and I whine in frustration. He chuckles, the noise going right through me, making lust pool heavy in my gut. Why does his chuckle sound so sexy?

"Oh my gods," I breathe out as Vinnie cups my balls, squeezing them gently before rolling them in his palm. He's playing me like a well loved instrument. The worries and fear I just experienced slides away, being replaced by warm lust.

That talented hand moves lower still until he can press gentle fingers against my hole. Between my body preparing for what's to come and Vinnie's proding, I'm slick. His fingers press into me with ease and I gasp out, my hips coming off the bed in order to properly chase his touch. I feel myself opening up for him, my body knowing it's almost time to pass our egg.

I bite my bottom lip, trying to keep myself from whining quite so loudly but of course, my mate notices. "Don't hide from me. Let me hear you, sweetheart."

Gods, I would do anything to hear him call me that. I'm such a sucker for that one little pet name.

"Fine," I say with a huff. Looking down between my legs, past my round belly, I find Vinnie smiling up at me. He gives me a wink before taking the tip of my cock into his mouth. Oh my gods! I close my eyes once more, enjoying how fucking good his mouth feels, focusing on the sensations my mate is giving me. "Fuck, Vinnie. Yes. That's so good."

My stomach tightens but this time it feels like a tightening right before an orgasm, my body getting ready for some great, sated relief. A build up to our baby being born.

Sweat starts to wet my skin and I can't seem to hold still, my hands moving from the sheets beside me, to my belly, to holding onto Vinnie's hair. My hips push up into Vinnie's mouth before tucking back down onto the fingers in my ass. I'm overwhelmed. I'm a mess. I'm amazing.

I can feel something move inside of me. Stirring. Shifting.

"Oh gods," I say, tightening my hold on Vinnie's hair. "It's happening. I can feel it."

"You can do this, sweetheart. Stay relaxed, enjoy how my mouth feels, and carefully push this egg out."

"I can do this," I say and I'm pretty sure it's more reassurance to myself than for Vinnie. "I can do this."

"You can do this," he says as well before sucking my dick back between his lips. Oh gods, I'm going to fucking die of pleasure.

The egg inside of me is shifting, sliding down. Pressure is building in my lower region and I know it won't be long now. As the egg moves, everything feels just a little too tight, like it's not going to fit as it moves out of me. It really shouldn't but somehow that makes everything feel so much better.

As the egg slides down my channel, it massages my inner walls, making my toes curl. I place a hand on my stomach, assuming the swell would be smaller and it is, but not as much as I thought it would be. Oh. Oh my gods. Is there a chance there's more than one egg inside me?

Before I can really contemplate that, I'm too overwhelmed to focus on that thought. This egg feels too big. There's no way it's not getting stuck.

I can't do this. I can't fucking do this.

"Yes, you can," Vinnie says, pulling his fingers out of my ass. I didn't even realize I said that out loud. "You can do this, Tatum. Push our egg out. You're already so close."

Vinnie strokes my cock, tightening his palm around the head just the way I like. I bear down, feeling the egg inside of me slowly push its way out of me. My hole burns with it but with Vinnie's hand on my cock and his gentle praise, I lean into the burn, lean into the pressure building within me.

"Holy fuck," I gasp out as our egg pops through the tight ring of my rim. Vinnie is there to catch it in his hands. I look at his face, overwhelmed with how much love I see in his eyes as he stares down at our egg. The relief of having the egg pop out of me is indescribable and I honestly have no idea how I didn't fucking come from that. Maybe because at that moment Vinnie pulled his hand away from my cock, keeping my orgasm from rushing over me.

"Tatum," Vinnie breathes out, his gray eyes coming to meet mine. "It's beautiful."

I don't have time to savor this moment, not yet because another egg is descending. "Vinnie. There's another one."

Vinnie carefully places our egg on the bed, surrounding it by a towel he had ready. His fingers massage my hole, circling it and making me whimper, his other hand going back to my cock.

"I want you to come this time, baby. I want you to feel so good when this egg leaves your body."

I bear down, whining almost nonstop as the egg inside of me slides down my channel. It rubs over my prostate on the way out and my cock jolts in Vinnie's grip. It's all too much and yet it feels so fucking good.

"Fuck. Fuck, Vinnie. Oh my gods."

"That's it, sweetheart. Let go for me."

I push our second egg out of my body. Just before the pressure threatens to be too much, it breaks free and I'm lost. I let go, just as my mate asked me to. The relief of having the egg slide free mixes with Vinnie stroking my cock and I'm completely and utterly gone. My vision whites out, my body goes lax, and pleasure overwhelms me. Cum splashes against my belly.

I can hear Vinnie praising me, can feel him wipe my body clean. I can hear him taking care of our eggs but all of my strength is gone. All I can do is close my eyes and fall into a blissful trance, knowing Vinnie will take care of me and our eggs.