Omega’s Vampire Bodyguard: Tenebrae Brothers Book 2

by Oakley, Hawke

  Caleb shot up and cried, “What?”

  Instantly I felt a shot of dread. “What is it?”

  Maxwell pursed his lips as he gently pushed Caleb back down and moved the ultrasound instrument around his belly. “You see? Right here.” He pointed to the screen. We huddled to see it, but in my sudden anxiety, it was difficult to read the image.

  “Just tell me what’s happening!” Caleb snapped.

  Maxwell looked startled. “You can’t see it?”

  Caleb was about to tear the doctor’s head off before Theo stepped in. He patted Maxwell on the back and murmured, “Bedside manner, remember? Not everyone’s a doctor like you. We don’t get these things.”

  Caleb’s eye twitched.

  “Ah,” Maxwell said with a nod. “I see. Well, the problem is that your baby is facing the wrong direction. See her head? It should be going the opposite way, towards your birth canal.”

  “The problem? That’s the problem? Why didn’t you - “ Caleb suddenly sucked in a breath and his whole expression changed. “Wait. Did you say her?”

  “Oh.” Maxwell smiled. “Yes. It’s a girl.”

  Benji squealed with happiness and hugged Lark tighter as he rushed to his brother. “Caleb! You’re having a girl, too!”

  Caleb’s worries melted away into a huge smile of joy. “I am!”

  “That’s wonderful,” Pierce added. The smile on my brother’s face warmed my heart. As much as we liked getting on each other’s nerves sometimes, I knew he was truly happy for me - for us.

  “Dude!” Theo cried. “There’s gonna be two of them. Finally, some girls in this house! It was turning into a sausage fest with all these guys in here.”

  Caleb and Benji both glared at him.

  Theo wilted under their dagger-like gazes. “I was just kidding.”

  The doctor cleared his throat. “Hold on a second. I know everyone’s excited, but…”

  “What?” Caleb asked. “It’s not that big of a deal, is it? The baby facing the wrong way?”

  Benji winced in sympathy. “Well, it kind of is… I remember reading about it in all those baby books. It basically means you need to have a c-section instead of giving natural birth.”

  All the color drained from Caleb’s face as he whispered, “What?”

  “He’s right,” Maxwell confirmed. “We can book a time closer to your due date, if you’d like - “

  “No, no, no.” Caleb shook his head, his eyes wide. “I don’t want a c-section!”

  “But… You need to have one,” Maxwell said simply.

  Theo squeezed his shoulders. “Maxy, I think you should give Caleb some time to think about it.”

  For a moment Maxwell seemed like he wanted to argue, because in his mind, he couldn’t understand what the problem was - but he heeded Theo’s advice and sighed. “All right. I’ll give you a moment. I’ll be outside when you need me.”

  The two walked off. An apprehensive dread hung in the air. I sat next to Caleb on the table and put my arm around him in an attempt to be comforting.

  “I can’t do it,” Caleb murmured. There was a tremble in his voice. “I don’t want to.”

  “Caleb,” Benji said. “If the baby can’t be turned, there’s nothing you can do. It’s just not safe to try and give birth naturally.”

  “Turn her around then,” Caleb demanded.

  “I’m sure Maxwell can try,” I said. “But... you should be prepared in case it doesn’t go as planned.”

  Caleb screwed his eyes shut and threw his head back with a groan. “I hate this. I don’t want another surgery.”

  Benji glanced back and forth between Pierce and I. All three of us wore sympathetic frowns. The situation was difficult. I knew Caleb had a rough time with hospitals and illness, but to see him reduced to an anxious mess because of the trauma made my chest ache.

  “Caleb,” I said gently. “Do you want to talk about this another time? It doesn’t need to be resolved today.”

  “How else is my baby going to be born?” Caleb said. He placed his hands on his swollen belly. “I can ignore it now, but she’s gonna need to come out sooner or later. What am I supposed to do then?”

  His breaths were coming out short and quick. I put my hands firmly on his shoulders and told him, “Breathe, Caleb. You can get through this the same way you’ve gotten through everything else in your life.”

  That seemed to calm him down, if only a little. He leaned against me with a heavy sigh. “I’m scared, Adriel…”

  I stroked his hair and murmured, “I know.”

  “Caleb, look at me,” Benji said. Caleb listened with a frown. “You got through your other surgery just fine. Right?”

  “Right,” Caleb mumbled. “But - “

  “No buts. This isn’t any different. You’re gonna go in, get your pain knocked out, and have your baby. You won’t feel anything.”

  “My pain?” Caleb yelped. “You mean I’m gonna be awake during the whole thing?”

  Benji winced, not realizing his brother hadn’t known that yet. “Yeah. But look on the bright side - you’ll be awake to see the moment your baby enters the world.”

  Caleb’s skin was pale and glistened with sweat at the mere idea. “Can someone pass me a bucket? I think I’m gonna be sick.”

  * * *

  “Tell me what’s on your mind,” I asked.

  The room was dark and quiet. Caleb lounged on the couch, so big he barely fit on it anymore. On the table beside him were a pile of handwritten papers and pen, just out of arm’s reach. He seemed constantly uncomfortable, no matter which position he assumed, and was beginning to get fed up not knowing when the pregnancy was going to end.

  Caleb groaned. “Everything sucks.”

  I sat on the couch armrest so as not to disturb him. “Everything?”

  “Yeah.” He pouted at me. “Everything.”

  “Say it isn’t so,” I murmured with a smile.

  “I’ve been working on my book idea since I quit my job,” Caleb said. “But with how big and uncomfortable I am lately, it’s hard enough to sit up and write. So I just sit here like a lump wondering when this baby’s gonna come out of me.”

  My smile faded. A few weeks had passed since our talk with Maxwell, and still Caleb hadn’t mustered the courage to book a date for his c-section. The dread about another medical procedure was just too much for him to handle.

  I wanted to broach the topic, but not too soon. Instead I gestured to the pile of papers. “May I?”

  Caleb perked up. “Uh… Sure. It’s just a draft, so it probably sucks.”

  “Most drafts do. Even mine.”

  He shyly returned my smile.

  My eyes raked over the words and the content surprised me. It wasn’t what I was expecting - a romance novel, like the ones I wrote - but instead some ideas for a children’s book. The most prominent ideas starred two young female bats and their adventures, mixed with humor and life lessons. In the corner of the page was a doodle of the bats.

  I smiled at Caleb. “Are they cousins, too?”

  Caleb blushed. “You figured it out, huh? Actually, I made them sisters. But they’re based on Lark and our baby.” He chuckled. “I just hope they get along as well as these bats do.”

  “I’m sure they will.” I kissed his forehead, which felt warm. When I pulled away, Caleb grabbed the front of my shirt. “Hm?”

  “Wait,” he mumbled. “I… I need your help.”

  “Yes?” I asked.

  Caleb glanced down. “I know I need to talk to Maxwell. About the… You know.”

  “The c-section,” I said gently.

  “Yeah.” He bit his lip. “I’m just really nervous about it, so I thought maybe you could help me with that. Again. Um.” He paused. “Remember?”

  Recalling the situation with the blood, I nodded. “Yes. But I think it would be inappropriate for me to give you a blowjob while you meet Maxwell, don’t you agree?”

  His blush deepened. “No, I know! That’s no
t what I meant.”

  I curled a finger into his hair. “Then, tell me what you want.”

  Caleb met my eyes and said, “I’m gonna talk to him. Then… After, we can…”

  “Have sex,” I finished.

  “Yeah,” Caleb said, his voice creaking.

  I smiled. “Deal.”

  “Wait. I have another condition.” Caleb inhaled a deep breath. “Can I be on top?”

  “You want to ride me?” I asked.

  “No. Well, maybe.” His cheeks turned deeper pink. “I want to dominate you.”

  “Oh?” I couldn’t help but grin. “You, my little omega, want to dominate me?”

  “Yeah, I do,” he insisted, shoving me playfully. Then with a hint of shyness, he added, “Is that okay?”

  “Absolutely,” I purred. Arousal stirred below my gut at the mere idea of it. “Definitely more than okay.”

  Before Caleb lost his nerve, I picked up his phone and brought up Maxwell’s number - also Theo’s, since they currently shared a cell. I handed it to Caleb so he could make the final move.

  Caleb swallowed hard and hit dial.

  “Hi, Caleb. How are you?” Maxwell’s tinny voice came from the other end.

  “Fine.” Caleb bit his lip. “Uh, about the c-section… Can we book a date for that?”

  The doctor sounded elated. “Yes! Let’s see, your due date should be about a week and a half from now, so…”

  The rest of the conversation dissolved into background noise as I lowered myself to Caleb’s already aching cock.

  21

  Caleb

  A week and a half. Ten days. That was the date we had set for the c-section.

  The date I set, with Adriel’s help. I had to say that, even fully clothed, the sight of Adriel hovering over my lower half as I made the most stressful phone call of my life definitely helped me get through it.

  As soon as call dropped, though, all thoughts of surgery completely disappeared from my mind. Which, of course, was the entire point. Apparently, my brain ranked being horny higher than any anxious thoughts, which was fine by me.

  I cleared my throat to bring Adriel to attention. He immediately raised his head, waiting on my command. A thrill shot through me and we hadn’t even done anything yet.

  “Um…” I realized um didn’t sound very confident and dominating, so I tried to make my words powerful and concise. “Take me upstairs to the bedroom, alpha.”

  “Of course.”

  Adriel bowed politely before taking my hand and helping me up the stairs. I didn’t feel particularly sexy walking up the steps while as big and round as a beach ball, but knowing Adriel was to serve at my every whim made it easier to ignore.

  When we reached the bedroom, I took a seat on the bed. Adriel stood with his arms behind his back and waited for my next command.

  My throat thickened and I swallowed. I formulated my words, trying not to say um constantly.

  “Find a blindfold,” I told Adriel.

  A brief flash of pleasant surprise flitted across his expression. “Of course.” He pulled a black strip of fabric out from a drawer then asked, “Should I apply it myself, or will my master do it for me?”

  My cock twitched. “Your master will do it.”

  Adriel kneeled before me with his head slightly bowed. I placed the blindfold around his eyes and tied a knot behind his hair. My heart raced at the sight of him. An alpha vampire kneeling before a human omega - a picture of total submission.

  I withheld the tiny whimper building in my throat, and cleared it again. I needed to get into the mindset of a dom - even though I’d never done it before.

  Just think… What does Adriel do to you?

  With that in mind, I reached out and cupped Adriel’s chin. I lifted it and stared into the blindfold. I wondered how he felt, with his senses lost and at my mercy?

  “How does it feel, not to be able to see?” I asked.

  “Good, master.”

  I shivered in delight. His lips looked particularly beautiful as he said those words. Unable to help myself, I pressed my mouth to his. A tiny noise of surprise was muffled underneath Adriel’s soft moan.

  Bending over was uncomfortable with my belly, so I sat back upright on the bed and said, “Come closer.”

  Adriel shuffled to me on all fours. My heart raced. Seeing such a powerful alpha vampire on his hands and knees, just for me - a young pregnant omega - was a thrill like nothing I’d ever felt before.

  I nuzzled Adriel’s face with the side of my foot, the same way he did to me earlier. Adriel shuddered and went to turn his head towards it, but I said, “Stop.”

  He stopped immediately.

  “Did I say you could do that?” I scolded.

  “No, master.” He hung his head and stared sightlessly at the floor.

  “Come forward.”

  He obliged until his head was near my knees. I spread them and invited him closer so his face pressed against my clothed crotch. Despite my shaking hands and thumping heart, I tried my best to keep my dominant composure.

  “Unzip me. Without peeking,” I instructed. “Then take my cock in your hands.”

  “Of course, master.”

  Adriel didn’t fumble. His fingers navigated my pants with ease, unzipping my pants and lowering them. His silky hair brushed against my belly and I shivered.

  “May I kiss you, master?” he asked.

  “Y-yes.”

  Adriel’s lips pressed gently to my pregnant belly, and my heart melted, despite our fantasy. When he was done, he returned to his task. He removed my already hard cock from my underwear.

  His lips ghosted across my sensitive skin, leaving tiny breaths behind that sent electric jolts up my body. A small moan bubbled up in my throat and spilled over as Adriel took the head of my cock carefully past his lips and into his wet, waiting mouth.

  After a moment he pulled back and asked in a subservient voice, “Does this please you, master?”

  “Yes,” I said, trying to hide the fact that I was already breathless. “Don’t stop. That’s an order.”

  “Of course, master.”

  Adriel dutifully returned to his task. His hands gripped the base of my shaft, holding it in place as he ran his tongue up the bottom and swirled over my slit. I felt tense and unraveled at the same time, wildly lost in the throes of bliss. My knuckles clenched white as I gripped the side of the bed frame, desperate for anything tangible to hold on to while my mind was melting away.

  Gradually, Adriel increased his rhythm. He moved faster, taking me deeper inside him, and all the while he was careful to avoid my uncomfortably swollen belly, jutting out towards him. The idea of doing this while I was heavily pregnant must have excited him, because I’d never seen him this enthusiastic before.

  The moans wouldn’t stop clawing their way out of my throat now, and I stopped caring. I sat there and let Adriel take care of me, free of any guilt or shame. The only thing on my mind was pure pleasure.

  Adriel took the entire length of my cock until I felt the tip hit his throat - and then he went even further. I gasped and stared down at him in disbelief. Despite the blindfold, I just knew he had a mischievous glint in his eyes. Since he didn’t need to breathe, he could pull stunts like this safely. He held me there, deep inside his throat, for what felt like an eternity before pulling off. When he spoke, saliva cascaded past his lips.

  “Was that to your liking, master?” he asked.

  “Yes,” I growled, high off the pleasure and fantasy. “But did I say you could stop?”

  “No, you did not,” he admitted. “I apologize for displeasing you.”

  “You can please me by being a good little alpha and sucking my cock some more,” I ordered. “Do it until I cum down your throat.”

  Adriel visibly shivered from satisfaction. “Yes, master.”

  Encouraged by his reaction, I said, “I’m going to hold the back of your head while you do it. Okay?”

  He smirked. “You’re my master.
You can do with me whatever you wish.”

  I’ll take that as a yes, I thought.

  With the same enthusiasm, Adriel went back to sucking me off. This time I gently fisted my fingers in his hair and guided his head alongside his motions. Watching him completely under my control was unbearably hot. The tight pressure of orgasm built up inside me, nearing its climax, but I didn’t want to cum just yet. I bit my lip, trying to hold it off, but with Adriel’s hot mouth torturing me, it was becoming more and more difficult.

  I squeezed his hair. “I’m gonna cum soon.”

  Adriel nodded as much as he was able to, with his head in my hands and my dick down his throat.

  That was the last visual I needed to send me over the edge. The taut feeling of pleasure exploded. I came with a loud cry, emptying myself down Adriel’s throat. I thanked god that he didn’t need to breathe because it felt like the longest, most intense orgasm I’d ever had. If he was a human, he definitely would have choked by now.

  He waited until I was completely spent and gasping for air before removing himself. I collapsed back on the bed, trying to catch my breath.

  “You can… take the blindfold off,” I told him.

  His voice had a playful note. “I’d like to keep it on.”

  A moment later, his finger ran up my slick hole and I yelped.

  “You’re soaking wet, master,” Adriel said.

  Oh, so we’re still playing this game? I thought with playful defiance. I sat up on my elbows and looked at him. True enough, he was still wearing the blindfold.

  “And?” I countered. “What would you like to do about it?”

  He lowered his head like a good subservient alpha. “If it pleases master, I’d like to fuck his hole.”

  I shuddered. Shit, how am I still horny after cumming that much?

  “Yes,” I said. “You may fuck me, as long as you keep the blindfold on.”

  Adriel nodded. “Yes, master.”

  Without using his sight, he crawled onto the bed. I don’t know how he did it, but even with our size difference and the fact that he was on top of me, he managed to look totally submissive. His black silky hair fell across his face, matching the black blindfold that shielded his eyes.