From Prisoner to Primordial

CHAPTER 10 - Rapid Progression

*Nova’s P.O.V.*

    After saving baby AJ, I felt extremely drained, but I knew Brielle would want me there with her during the first few stages of labor, so I made my way to the second VIP L&D room across the hall. I knocked on the door and Gunther answered it, holding the door open for me to enter. Brielle was laying on the bed in a hospital gown with a cloth across her forehead and she looked more exhausted than I felt.

    “Brielle,” I said as I stepped up to the bed. She winced as another contraction hit and then smiled up at me.

    “Nova, you didn’t have to come. I know you have to take care of the twins.”

    “I’m not going to miss helping one of my best friends through early labor. Kane understands.”

    Over the next 10 hours, Brielle’s contractions became more regular, and her cervix was dilated and effaced. She was 5 centimeters dilated now, so she still had several more hours to go. It was getting late, so I let Kane know I might be a while and not to wait up for me.

    Kris had mind linked me to find out where I was. She had a blast at the amusement park and wanted to show me all the pictures she had, but when I told her where I was, she decided to wait until the following day.

    Dr. Reid came in then to check Brielle, and I stepped to the head of the bed as I glanced at the clock. It was after midnight now.

    “Well, you are 9 centimeters dilated which means you have about another hour or so before it’s time to push. Your baby is not showing any signs of distress and is in position to be born, so now it’s just a waiting game,” she said.

    Brielle cried out as another contraction hit, and Gunther gave her his hand, wincing as she squeezed it.

    “Gunther, here’s a tip that Kane learned the hard way: give her your arm instead of your hand – less chance of broken bones that way,” I chuckled.

    “Thanks for the tip,” he said as he flexed his hand.

    After another hour and a half, it was time for Brielle to push. I stayed at the head of the bed and coached her through breathing through the contractions and told her to bear down when she pushes. After 10 more minutes, cries filled the air.

    “It’s a boy!” Dr. Reid exclaimed. “Time of birth: 0236,” she said as she handed off baby Jalen to a nurse.

    “APGAR at 1 minute is 7. He weighs 7 pounds and 15 ounces and is 19.5” long, Vitals are stable and within range. Five-minute APGAR is 9,” the nurse said as she cleaned him off and got him wrapped up before handing him to Brielle.

    “What is his name?” Dr. Reid asked as she filled out the paperwork for the birth certificate.

    “First name J-a-l-e-n, middle name M-a-k-a-i, last name King,” Brielle responded without looking up from baby Jalen. He was the perfect mixture of both his parents, with Gunther's eye shape and ocean blue eyes and Brielle's bronze hair. His nose was all Brielle's, minus the tip which was Gunther's squishy tip. His lips were a perfect blend of his parents.

    “Congratulations, he is so handsome,” I said before leaving to give them bonding time with their baby.

*THE NEXT DAY*

    “AHHHHHH!!!!” Aileya’s screams could be heard throughout the entire hospital.

    “Come on, Gamma, give me a big push,” Dr. Reid encouraged her.

    “That wasn’t big enough?!” she exclaimed, panting.

    “Try bearing down when you push,” I told her.

    She nodded as another contraction hit and she pushed with all she had.

    “It’s a girl! Time of birth 1457,” she passed the crying baby girl off to a nurse.

    “APGAR at one minute is 8. She weighs 7 pounds 2 ounces and is 18” long. Vitals are strong and stable. Five-minute APGAR is a perfect 10,” the nurse called out.

    The nurse brought a wrapped-up baby girl to Aileya and Jax. Lyra looked like Jax with brown hair and hazel eyes and she had the same eye, nose, and mouth shape as him. When she would smile, she even had the dimple on his right cheek.

    “What’s her name?”

    “First name L-y-r-a, middle name Nicole, last name Frazier,” Jax said as he held his new baby girl.

    “Enjoy your bonding, I’m going to go pump,” I informed them before taking my leave. I went upstairs to the apartment, grabbed the breast pump, and pumped until my breasts were empty.

    Kane came in just as I was covering myself back up and pulled me into a kiss. I moaned and his tongue swept into my mouth. He cupped my left breast in his hand and began playing with it, causing me to moan again.

    “Kane,” I whispered.

    “Just say the words, angel,” he said because although we had shared intimate moments since the twins’ birth, I had been too tired to have s*x.

    “Baby, I need you,” I said, and he deepened the kiss as he walked me into the bedroom. He broke the kiss just long enough to strip me of my shirt and bra and pull off his t-shirt.

    He lowered me onto the bed and leaned over me as he began kissing my neck starting at my jawline. He pulled my leggings and panties off before making quick work of his jeans and boxers. His left hand found my sensitive nub and he began rubbing circles on it with his palm as he inserted two fingers inside my already soaking wet s*x.

    He pumped his fingers, rubbing my g-spot with every thrust.

    “Kane, oh… oh…” the pleasure began building inside me and he kept up the assault as he moved his mouth to my breast, sucking it into his mouth. I gasped as waves of pleasure coursed through me and the orgasm overtook me.

    “That’s right, come for me, angel,” Kane said softly as he continued to thrust his fingers in and out of me, extending my orgasm.

    “Kane, I need your c**k inside me,” I begged. He withdrew his fingers and released my breast before sucking my juices off his fingers. He climbed higher on the bed and aligned himself at my entrance, entering me in one swift motion.

    “Oh, my yesss… your c**k feels so good inside my tight pussy.”

    He began to thrust into me hard and fast, bottoming out each time, hitting my cervix. I moaned as another orgasm began building inside me and coursed through me.

    “f**k, I love it when you come on my d**k,” he said without stopping.

    His mouth found my other breast and he began to suck on it, causing waves of pleasure to flow through me as yet another orgasm began to build.

    “I’m going to come again,” I moaned, causing him to thrust faster and harder. Each thrust hit my g-spot perfectly, causing me to cry out as another orgasm wracked my body.

    “One more, angel. Give me one more,” he pleaded as he continued thrusting. Another orgasm began building, but I couldn’t fall over the edge. I whimpered and he released my breast and bit down on my mark, causing me to fall over the edge as he did, spurting his seed inside me and coating my walls.

    “f**k,” Kane cried out as he continued to come inside me. Once he finished, he licked my mark to seal it shut.

    “I love you, angel,” he told me.

    “I love you, too,” I said as he slid out of me.

*FOUR MONTHS LATER*

    The twins were progressing well. Both are sitting up unassisted, and Caisson has been pulling himself up onto his feet. They just had their six-month checkup and are currently sleeping in their cribs while I sit in the living room reading a book and Kane is preparing bottles for when they wake up. Even though they still get breast milk, they are bottle fed and breastfed mixed

    “Mama.” “Dada.” Came two distinct voices from the nursery carried over the baby monitor.

    Kane and I froze, turned to look at each other and grinned. Kane had just finished the bottles, so we dashed for the nursery.

    Caisson had pulled himself into a standing position in the crib, and Kiya was sitting up and looking at the doorway.

    “Mama,” Caisson said.

    “Dada,” Kiya said.

    “Caisson, say mama again,” I told him.

    “Mama.”

    “Say it again.”

    “Mama.”

    “Now say dada.”

    “Mama,” he giggled.

    “Say dada again, Kiya,” Kane told her.

    “Dada.”

    “One more time.”

    “Dada,” she said, reaching for his face.

    “Now say mama.”

    “Mama,” she giggled, too.

    “Oh, my goddess y’all are growing up too fast!” I cried out.

    “Dada, baba,” Kiya said.

    “Did she just say bottle?” Kane asked in disbelief.

    “I think so. Well let’s give her what she wants,” I said, walking out to the kitchen with Kane following behind me.

    “Caisson, say baba,” I said, holding the bottle in front of him.

    “Mama.”

    “No, baba”

    “Mama,” he reached for my face.

    “Oh, you. Do you want your baba?” I asked, holding it out to him. He took it and started drinking it.

    “Well, I guess that answers that,” Kane chuckled as he handed Kiya her bottle.

    Both twins finished their bottles of breast milk and there was a knock at the door.

    Kane went and answered it and it was his parents.

    “What’s so important that you called us here?” Kylie asked as she took Caisson from me.

    “Mama,” Caisson said, reaching for me.

    “Did he just…?” she began.

    “Yes. And Kiya said baba for bottle,” I answered.

    “And dada,” Kane interjected.

    “And mama,” I added.

    “What?! She learned three new words in one day?!” Kylie exclaimed.

    “And when we went into the nursery, Caisson was holding onto the crib bars standing.”

    “What?! Come here, big boy!” Kaiden cried, reaching for Caisson, taking him from Kylie. “You’re going to be walking here soon, big boy!”

    Caisson giggled. “Geh-pa.”

    “Oh, you can say grandpa but not dada?!” Kane cried out and I couldn’t help myself; I laughed out loud.

    “Geh-ma,” Kiya said, reaching out to her. Kylie took her and spun her around. “Gen (pronounced like the last syllable of again,)” Kiya demanded, so Kylie spun around again, and Kiya giggled with glee.

    Caisson watched Kiya as she spun around and around as she kept saying again. He furrowed his brows, and I could tell he was concentrating hard on something. “Ga-en,” he finally said.

    “Oh, you want to spin around to, Caisson?” Kaiden asked and spun him around.

    “Gen,” he demanded, so Kaiden continued spinning and both the twins were laughin at this point. Finally, Kylie and Kaiden both stopped spinning.

    “Gen,” the twins said together.

    “No baby, Grandma’s dizzy. Give me a minute.”

    “Di-ee?” Kiya asked.

    “What the hell?” I cried, laughing.

    “El?” Kiya repeated and everyone laughed out loud except me.

    “No, no, no don’t say that Kiya,” I groaned.

    “El,” she giggled again.

    “No, bad,” I scolded, and she stuck her bottom lip out, pouting. “Bad word, Kiya. I’m sorry baby girl. Mama. Say mama,” I told her.

    “Mama.”

    “Good girl,” I told her, and she smiled. “Where did she get her brains from?” I asked rhetorically.

    “Mama,” Kiya said, reaching for me, so I took her while Caisson struggled in Kaiden’s arms. “Do you want mama, too?” I asked him, holding my other arm out, but he ignored me and kept struggling.

    “I think he wants down,” Kaiden said, and set him on the ground. He immediately crawled to the nearest chair and pulled himself into a standing position while furrowing his brows. And then he shimmered in place.

    My hand went to my mouth automatically. “Nooo,” I groaned.

    “No, Caisson, you can’t do that,” Kane scolded, and Caisson began to tear up.

    Suddenly, Kiya was next to him sitting on the floor reaching out to him. He dropped to the floor, and he grabbed her tiny hand in his bigger hand.

    “No, Kiya, you can’t teleport, either!” Kane cried out, throwing his hands up in the air. She turned her head to look at him and then they were gone.

    “Mama,” came Caisson’s voice from my feet. I looked down and both of them were sitting there, still holding hands.

    “Kiya, no. You can’t do that yet,” I groaned again.

    Kiya and Caisson’s eyes started to droop then, and I knew they were getting tired, so I scooped them up and began to bounce them gently. Kane took Caisson from me so we could rock them. It didn’t take long for them to be knocked out.

    “I guess shimmering and teleporting took a lot of energy,” I said.

    “Yes, my dear child,” came an unfamiliar yet familiar voice. I turned around and jumped.

    “You’re the… Moon Goddess…”

    “Yes, but please call me Selene.”

    “Selene, what are you doing here?” Kylie asked.

    “Ah, my dear Kylie. I just came to answer some questions for young Nova.”

    I c****d my head to the side and then it dawned on me how stressed I’d been since learning my children were Super Primordials.

    “Are my children in danger because of what they are?”

    “No, my child. They are safe as long as they find their mates soon after they turn 18.”

    “Wait, what? How do I know who their mates are?”

    “One of them has already been born.”

    “Wait, whose mate?” I was confused.

    “You will figure it out soon enough. I must be going now.” And just like that, she was gone.

    “We’ll leave you two with the twins so you can figure out her riddle,” Kylie said as she took Kaiden’s hand before leaving the apartment.