The Lion's Surprise Baby

by Jade White

  They both moved a couple of steps from each other so they could watch what the other was doing.

  He pulled off his shirt and she did the same. When his pants came off, her eyes were glued to his every movement. It was slow and methodical, but she was excited to see everything he revealed to her. Her body smoldered when she got her first real look at his defined, tan abs. When his pants hit the floor, she had to lock her knees to keep her from melting into a puddle on the floor. She almost wished for it to be dark so she could hide herself a little more; he was perfect and she felt unattractive in front of him.

  He took in her matching underwear and she saw his erection jut out from his black boxer briefs. It’s now or never, she thought as she crawled onto the bed and propped her head on her arm so she could watch him.

  He’d had his back to her as he folded his pants and put them over a chair, but when he turned around, his eyes raked her body from top to bottom. A sense of pride took over her as he took her in. The look on his face shifted to a lustful, sexy haze and she breathed in deeply. He wanted her.

  Crawling on top of her, he held himself up with his arms and looked down. She could feel his hard length through his boxers and a tingling spread from between her legs and through her stomach. He just may have been able to reach her when she stood by the bathroom.

  “You’re a beautiful woman, Melissa. I’m so happy you’re going to let me make a baby with you.”

  She was about to agree with him, but her throat stopped working when he moved up and ran his lips over her neck, barely touching her skin but it heated up. Her whole neck felt alive as he started to kiss it softly and moved up to her ear. He pulled it into his mouth for just a minute and positioned himself between her thighs. He pressed himself into her and the pressure building between her legs had her pushing back up into him.

  “Let’s try that kiss again. Your nose is safe,” he whispered, his lips millimeters from hers.

  “It’d better be. You pinky promised. I don’t want my child’s father to be a guy that goes back on his pinky promises.”

  He laughed, a low sound that rumbled through her body. His face moved from hers as he licked her collarbone, making her shudder.

  Moving back up to her mouth, he pressed his lips to hers, rocking into her. His tongue played with her lips, teasing the seam but not yet seeking entrance. She started to breathe heavier as her arousal heightened. The hormones were working and she’d been ready for him since before they were in the hotel. His hand slid down her side and scooped beneath her, pushing her body up into his. Opening her mouth, she allowed him to take her completely, both of them pressing against each other, tongues intertwined. She wrapped her legs around him and felt how hard she’d made him. They both moaned as they continued to rock into each other, both of them trying to get closer.

  He pulled away from her lips and stood looking into her eyes as he slid the boxers down his legs and sprang to attention. It was impressive to say the least, and she bit her lip as he slid her panties down as well. He crawled back up on the bed and undid her bra, laying between her legs so his hardness wasn’t touching her yet and taking one breast into his mouth.

  She arched her back, pressing her wetness against his stomach and moaning softly. He sucked and played with the nipple, running his tongue over it as his other hand squeezed the other breast lightly.

  He switched, paying both of them equal attention, then moved back up to her mouth, his cock now fully erect dragging over her sex and eliciting a hiss from her.

  “Are you ready for me?” His voice was low and husky. She was more than ready for him. It was all she could do not to scream.

  “Yes, I’m ready,” she managed to say through heavy breathing and he took her mouth again as he drove into her. He held himself inside and kissed her, letting her walls adjust around him. He was thick and filled her in a way she hadn’t been. She arched her back and took him in deeper, causing him to moan. It was the sexiest sound she’d ever heard and she found her hands wandering to his ass so she could press him in further. Then he started to move. Slowly, he pushed inside of her and pulled out. It was amazing and his mouth continued to pleasure hers as he drew the pleasure from her stomach into a hot pulsing feeling inside of her.

  “Please, Thomas,” she said. She needed it harder and faster, but she didn’t want to tell him that. He understood and drove into her faster, moving his mouth back to her neck. She screamed, clawing at his back as he continued thrusting into her. Her body clung to him as her orgasm crept up on her.

  “I want you to come for me, Melissa. Show me how good it feels.” He reached down and circled her clit with his finger. Her body lit up with electricity and shattered around her as the powerful orgasm crashed into her.

  She did as he asked and screamed out his name as she pulsed around him. Her body went limp and her back hit the mattress as she let go of him. Thomas leaned down and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth as he pushed in and out of her. His pace started to become erratic and Melissa knew he was about to come. She grabbed onto his face and kissed him hard. The moment their tongues met, he stiffened around her and moaned inside her mouth. Melissa felt him release inside her and she moaned with him.

  Thomas collapsed on top of her, making her already-panting breath rush out of her.

  “Sorry,” he mumbled, rolling off her. Melissa missed the heat of his body immediately. He reached out and grabbed her around the waist, bringing her to the side of his body. She exhaled and they both stayed quiet as they let what they had just done sink in.

  ***

  Once she felt refreshed, Melissa stepped out of the shower and got dressed. It had been nice with Thomas. She couldn’t lie to herself; it had been mind-blowing. Even with a sore nose, it was still the best sex she had ever had. Now she had to worry about making a good impression on her future babies’ grandparents.

  Getting dressed, she pulled out the makeup bag she’d brought with her and applied just enough to make it look like she tried. When she came out of the bathroom, he was sitting on the bed dressed and waiting. She’d let him have the first shower while she lay with her legs in the air. She figured it couldn’t hurt.

  “Shall we?” he asked and stood holding out is arm. She took it and they went downstairs to get in the car. Avoiding eye contact was hard, but she did it. They’d just had sex and it was all she could think of. No matter how hard she tried to keep telling herself it was just for the baby, it had just happened and she couldn’t stop thinking about it. She would though, when they got to her mom’s house.

  They pulled up and Melissa had tried to explain to Thomas how she could be sometimes. He put a hand on her knee. “However she’s acting today, I’m sure I’ll love her.”

  His smile was genuine and she knew he meant it. The nurse opened the door and Melissa tried to judge the type of day her mother was having by her face, but she couldn’t.

  “Hello, Melissa, sir,” she said, nodding at Thomas.

  “This is Thomas. Is she okay to take visitors today?”

  “She’s going great, watching her programs. Come on in.”

  They walked through her mother’s quaint house. It was where she grew up, and knowing Thomas lived in a big mansion made her a little self-conscious about it. She shook that thought from her mind as they entered the living room. Her mother was sitting on the couch watching television with a blanket she was knitting. She looked up and smiled. Melissa’s anxiety melted, she was having a good day.

  “Hey, Mama.” She moved into the room and took a seat in the recliner gesturing for Thomas to sit on the loveseat.

  “Hey, sweetheart, who’s the babe?” She winked at Thomas and Melissa saw him blush. It was a nice change for someone to make him squirm.

  “Mom, this is Thomas. I’m working with him in my fertility research.” She would tell her mother later about what that research entailed. To be completely honest with herself, she wasn’t really sure how her mother would react and it was better that she did it w
hen they were alone. To his credit, Thomas didn’t even bat an eye.

  “You have a very smart daughter, Mrs. Rancic.”

  “Well, I know that’s true, Thomas. She’s one of a kind.” Her mother smiled and then launched into a bit of a coughing fit. Thomas jumped up and ran to get her some water. After she composed herself, she looked up at him and tilted her head from one side to the other. “I like you.”

  That was it. Her mother went back to watching television, and after they politely watched it with her until it was time, they saw their way out. It was a good visit and Melissa was thrilled it went as well as it did. She was still very nervous about meeting his family.

  They pulled up to a large home with a screened-in porch and large shuttered windows. The yard was massive and there were trees lining the driveway all the way down. It would have been an amazing place to grow up with all the playing she could have done. She tried to picture a smaller version of Thomas climbing the trees while he and his brother played hide-and-seek. She was excited that her future child would have a place to go like this where they could play and enjoy their grandparents. A thrill ran up her spine as she remembered Thomas’ heated hands on her body as they attempted to create a life.

  “Are you okay? They can be a little much, so don’t be intimidated by them.”

  She looked at him and smiled, not wanting him to know what she was thinking about.

  “They are going to love you, don’t be nervous.”

  Melissa chuckled a little but let him think that was the reason she shivered.

  “All right. Let’s do this,” she told him, trying to portray confidence. “Thank you for being so great with my mom.”

  “I liked her. She has spunk and she thinks I’m a babe.”

  “'Well, she’s on a bunch of pain pills. I wouldn’t value her opinion.”

  Thomas grabbed her hand and led her up the driveway. “You know I’m sexy. You can’t tell me that sex with me wasn’t an experience.”

  Melissa felt the heat of his palm touch hers and she had to fight to contain herself. He was right it, was definitely an experience, but she wasn’t going to let him know that. “Oh yeah. The best sex I've had was when I got my nose elbowed and fell to the floor.”

  “Next time I won’t harm you.”

  Melissa stopped just when they reached the porch and stared at him. What did he mean by next time? Before she could ask, the huge wooden door flew open and a short, thin woman walked out onto the porch. She had Thomas’ eyes and the same little smile he had when he was taking things in. She looked Melissa over and then surprised her by pulling her into a hug.

  “When my son falls in love, it’s a good day for all of us. You’re so pretty! I’m thrilled to meet you, Melissa. My name is Alma McMillian, please come in. Son, wipe your feet.” With that, she turned around and hurried back to the kitchen.

  Melissa turned to look up at Thomas completely confused. “I might have told her you were my girlfriend and we loved each other. I’m sorry, but my mother still scares me and it will be easier this way.”

  She was shocked and a little angry that he would put on such a fake show. It was hard to know what to say to him when she was going to be forced to pretend they were together and in love. Great, she thought, the pressure had just been increased significantly. Whatever she was cooking smelled heavenly and Melissa’s mouth watered.

  “Unky Tom.” A tiny girl with blonde hair and a frilly pink dress came running up and wrapped herself around Thomas.

  “Rosy, you big sweetie,” he said scooping the little girl up. “Where’s the birthday girl?”

  Another little girl with blonde hair with a similar face came running from the back somewhere. “Tom Tom,” she screeched and he scooped her up, too. Melissa’s heart fluttered a bit. A lady who looked younger than her came walking up next, feeding a bottle to a small baby in a bright pink blanket. She looked exhausted.

  “Hello, Thomas, wait until you see the spread Mom put out for this kid’s birthday. We’re eating dinner and then going out there to eat dinner again,” she said. “Hi, I’m Emma, AJ’s wife.” She stuck a hand out just beneath the baby, not able to extend it any further and Melissa shook it. Melissa’s eyes held the babies for a second, thinking that in a few short months she could have a baby of her own. The thought was surreal.

  “Nice to meet you.”

  “This is Leona,” Thomas said, pretending to bite the little girl before he put both girls down. “This is Piper,” he pointed at the baby, “and Rosy,” he put his hand on the smaller blonde’s head. “My brother is around here somewhere—AJ—and my father.” He smiled, obviously proud of his nieces as they ran in circles around his legs.

  “Girls, go play outside until dinner time,” Emma said and the two little balls of blonde and pink sprinted toward the back of the house. They went into the kitchen to see if Alma needed help, but she ran them back out to the living room where Thomas’ father sat watching television.

  “Dad, this is Melissa. Melissa, this is my father, Harold Macmillan.”

  Melissa reached out and shook his hand, smiling warmly. His father returned the handshake but not the smile, and she felt a bit uncomfortable. They all sat on the couch and watched the war program he was viewing until Alma called everyone in for dinner.

  AJ joined them and Melissa was amazed at how alike he and Thomas were. They looked the same and had the same mannerisms. There was no denying the two were definitely brothers.

  “So Melissa, Thomas tells us you’re a doctor. A fertility doctor at that. Very impressive what you’re doing for the shifter community. What clan is your family from?”

  Alma choked on the tea she was sipping and Melissa caught Emma elbowing AJ. There was clearly something going on that she wasn’t aware of. It made her unclear of how she was supposed to answer the question.

  “Melissa is a human, AJ,” Thomas said. “She’s not from any clan.”

  “Oh, my mistake,” AJ said, looking at his wife accusingly.

  They’d kept him out of the loop apparently. Melissa felt the tension around the table as everyone fell quiet except the little chatter boxes at the kid’s table.

  Alma finally broke the silence. “Melissa you get to help lots of people conceive and give them a great gift. Are you present for the births?”

  “No, I’m usually not there for that part of the fun.” Melissa smiled. “They always bring the babies to see me and give me pictures for my office. It’s great to be a part of their lives.”

  The rest of the dinner conversation went by without incident. Everyone avoided the subject of Melissa being a human and she was fine with that. She had always thought weres could smell others of their own kind and hadn’t realized that they really couldn’t tell the difference.

  “Okay, now it’s time for the second course. The birthday girl’s spread,” Alma said, getting up from the table. “Emma, will you take our guest out while I have a word with Thomas?”

  “Of course, come on, let’s go get sugared up.” She linked arms with Melissa and led her after the three little girls who ran as fast as they could toward the back door.

  ***

  Thomas followed his mother into the kitchen, carrying plates and setting them in the sink. “What do you think of Melissa, Mom?” He’d not been able to really get a read on how she was feeling and that wasn’t usually the case with his mom.

  “I like her honey, but I’m worried. I’ve been thinking and there isn’t really anything safe about one of our kind having a child with a human. It’s possible there can be complications and it’s not really a natural way to do things. It was always forbidden when there were still plenty of weres around and I think it might have been forbidden for a reason.”

  “I don’t think this kind of old school thinking applies now that there aren’t that many of our kind. You and dad haven’t kept in touch with anyone and I’ve never met another were-bear that wasn’t our family or Emma.”

  “That’s true. It’s just a
mother’s intuition. I have a feeling there was a reason the elders of our kind banned human and were mating, I just don’t know what it was. I remember hearing that it was dangerous for the human and most of the time they didn’t survive childbirth. My mother didn’t talk about such things because there were plenty of us around, so it wouldn’t be an option. So that was never confirmed to me.”

  “I appreciate your concern, but I think we’re going to be fine. When this baby is brought into this world, it will be by someone who does this for a living. She knows fertility and babies of our kind better than anyone.”

  Thomas’ head reeled at what his mother had said. Surely Melissa wasn’t in any sort of danger by having their baby. Her drugs must have made it easier for her to deliver. Fear coursed through his veins at the thought of losing Melissa.

  He thought of all the problems they'd had to overcome so far, and wondered if he shouldn’t have dragged Melissa into the mess he had. They were always going to have stigma attached to them. It was too late to turn back now.

  “So she's pregnant?”

  He smiled at the smile on his mom’s face. It was nice to see she was truly excited to be a grandma again. Who knew, maybe they would be able to produce the first new boy for the MacMillians. He knew his dad would really like that.

  “We most likely conceived our child early this week. Congratulations, you are going to be a grandma, probably soon!" As open with her as Thomas was, he wasn’t going to tell his mom that they had sex only hours before coming to dinner. There were some things parents didn’t need to know.

  “If you say it will be okay, then I will believe you. I don’t think I’ll stop worrying about it though. That’s my job.” She reached out and touched his face. “I can’t wait to be a grandma again.”

  “I know, Mom, you’re good at that.”

  “Worrying, or being a grandmother?”

  “Both,” he answered, hugging her tightly.

  They went out to the backyard to join the party and Thomas felt a little guilty for not mentioning the men who tried to attack him. He didn’t think they would come after his family, but since he didn’t know that much about them, it would be a good idea to be cautious. He’d let his brother know at least.