by Megan Ziese
He took that opportunity to really examine her again. She was sitting on an examination table wearing a medical gown they had provided. It did nothing to damper her looks. It appeared pregnancy agreed with her. Or perhaps she had always had that glow about her, after all, he hadn’t met her before she’d gotten pregnant. Or, if it didn’t sound like down right conceit, perhaps it was his child that made her glow so, perhaps it was the knowledge that it was his.
It wasn’t long before the doctor came knocking on the door, effectively ending the awkward silence that had stretched between the two.
“Yes, come in,” Sera said, trying not to look at Nigel. The only other person she’d ever brought with her to the doctor was Irene. She had felt fine with her because she never stayed in the room during the examination process, which was really dehumanizing. Nigel either didn’t know what happened next or didn’t feel the need to leave. He was such a man!
As the doctor entered the room, he beamed at both of them and spoke to Nigel, “This must be your husband!”
Nigel responded before Sera could. “We’re not married.”
Dr. Yules looked appropriately apologetic. “I’m sorry, your fiancé.”
“She’s not my fiancé,” he corrected the man again.
“Oh . . . ,” the doctor looked a little confused and more uncomfortable, “your girlfriend.”
Nigel decided to leave it at that since it was getting more and more uncomfortable by the minute, and he was afraid he would be booted out.
The doctor began the process of checking Sera, and Nigel turned away to give her some privacy.
When the doctor left so that the nurse could come in and perform the sonogram, Nigel followed him out.
“Listen, doc,” he said, catching the man’s attention before he could get away. He needed to talk to him. He was almost entirely certain, but he needed to be sure.
“Yes,” Dr. Yules replied, turning around.
“I’ve been overseas for months.”
Before he let his heart get completely involved, he had to be sure.
For a minute, the doctor looked at him blankly, but then recalled that Sera was one of the few patients he had that had been artificially inseminated.
“Sir, I assure you that the insemination for Sera was performed here by my partner, who has had years of experience in that field. He used a specimen from you that we received from storage. There is no room for error, we do not make mistakes—the babies she is carrying are yours.” With that said, he turned to get back to work.
He had felt certain before, but now the doctor had confirmed it. Sera was carrying his children. As the doctor had said, there was no room for error. He’d been in shock before, but now it was very real to him that he was going to be a father. The doctor and the visit to his office had only driven the idea home for him.
He went back into the examination room.
The medical gown that Sera had donned was pushed up to her breasts, and a sheet was covering her below her belly, effectively exposing her stomach and little else.
The nurse had already applied the necessary gel to Sera’s stomach and was pressing a white wand into it, looking at a black and green screen beside her. She found what she was looking for and pressed a button to put the heartbeats on the speaker.
Nigel was sweating bullets—he could hear it—the sound of his child. Was it possible? The child’s heart beat so fast. He sounded more nervous than he was.
The nurse smiled. “There. Do you hear that? That’s the second heart beat. They sound just fine,” the nurse told them, smiling warmly at Sera and Nigel.
Two? There were two? Two strong heartbeats, two strong babies. He was a father.
Soldier's Women
Chapter Five
Nigel stared at the computer screen. He’d been searching through news archives and articles for hours. He had been conducting some research on Sera through news and public records on the internet, since she hadn’t been very forthcoming with any information about herself in the few encounters they had had.
The last article he had found was really surprising. It was an article about small women owned businesses in their area. The article revealed that Sera wasn’t only an heiress to a comfortable estate but she owned her own business, she was an entrepreneur, with a very lucrative company, which she maintained from the comfort of her own home. The information about her confused him. It didn’t sound like she would have trouble finding a man, let alone a man who was just as financially well off as she was, which was why he couldn’t figure out why she had decided to get artificially inseminated. She was attractive and a catch financially. She could have any man. Why was she single? Why hadn’t she had children with a man? He remembered what she had said about men complicating things and how she hadn’t wanted that. Every woman said that but he was sure they didn’t really mean it. They wanted male companionship. They said that all the time too.
He left his mother’s home office and sought out his mother. She had mentioned before that an arrangement had been reached between her and Sera regarding the surrogate process.
He found his mother was in the kitchen preparing supper.
She smiled at him when he entered.
“Supper will be ready in about thirty minutes.”
Nigel looked at the meal. It smelled wonderful. “That wasn’t what I came to talk about.”
“Oh?” Irene said, all innocence.
Nigel scowled at his mother. She wasn’t fooling him. He knew she was trying to getting at something. “I came to ask about the details of the arrangement you made with Sera. You told me you put an ad in the paper looking for a surrogate and that she was the only one you had considered because of what she wanted.”
“Well, honey, I talked to Sera about what I wanted extensively before we both came to an agreement. She doesn’t have any family. So she doesn’t have anyone to watch after the children while she works, and she doesn’t want to take her baby to a daycare. She works a lot because she runs her own company. But she did really want to have a baby, to start a family. We agreed that I would watch the children while she worked, and they would spend early mornings and nights with her.”
“But what would make a woman agree to such an arrangement?” Nigel asked, still confused.
He just didn’t understand Sera. And, if he didn’t understand her, how was he ever going to convince her to be with him? He thought at first that she was irritated for several reasons. His appearance had been a shock, that was true. She had already made plans and, by showing up, he was disrupting those. That’s why, although he hadn’t really liked it, he’d been more understanding with how irritated she’d been with him at first. She had her life planned out and he was making chaos of everything that she was convinced before his arrival was so neat and orderly. She was irritated that he demanded to be a part of her life and the life of his children because he wasn’t there from the beginning. He was a stranger to her. She didn’t know him and didn’t trust him. But, surely, if she saw that he was being honest when he said that he wanted to be involved that she would relent and agree to be with him after a while. Right now, though, it looked as if it was going to be a long while. It was going to take some serious convincing with this woman.
“Sweetheart. If an opportunity had come along like that when I was young and having babies, I would have jumped at it. It’s not like the mother doesn’t care if she plans ahead for someone to watch her children while she works. I call that being responsible. She doesn’t have anyone else to watch the babies and she realizes it would also be giving me what I want, time with my grandbabies. She doesn’t want to have children only to have to take them to a daycare where, although the people are paid to take care of your child, they really don’t honestly care about your child’s welfare. And there’s no way to adequately provide for them and take care of them at the same time. The arrangement couldn’t have been more perfect.” She paused. “Well, that was until you came along, dear. I’m afraid you’ve gone and
put a wrench in our gears.”
“You make it sound like you regret the fact that I came back,” he said, a scowl darkening his brow.
Irene turned to look at him and laughed at the sullen look on her son’s face.
“Oh, no, sweetheart. That is the furthest thing from my mind. What I mean is, Sera didn’t have any intentions of falling in love.”
Nigel gave his mother a look. He had the sneaky suspicion she was trying to play matchmaker. It wasn’t enough that she was getting grandbabies, it seemed she wanted much more.
* * * *
You are so beautiful,” he murmured, his voice a hot caress against the shell of her ear. He let his large rough hands roam her body before they settled on her breasts, cupping them and kneading them gently.
“These are my babies,” he said as he laid his hand gently on her stomach.
“You are my woman,” he murmured in her ear, sending shivers of awareness through her as he nibbled the side of her neck.
She supposed his possessiveness of her was slightly archaic, but she found it appealed to her somehow. It didn’t sound like he was treating her like a piece of his property when he said it. It made her feel … beautiful and desirable. No one had ever made her feel like that before.
When he said nothing more, she settled back against him. She felt his breath within his chest as it moved against her back, felt his warmth. She felt his breath against her skin, his mouth.
“You don’t know the burning lust you stir in me, Sera,” he said in a husky growl that seemed equal parts frustration and desire as he turned her in his embrace, fisted one hand in her hair to tip her head back, and lowered his head to cover her mouth with his.
She felt the heat and pressure of his mouth, the faintly rough texture of his tongue as he explored it, ravished it with his possessiveness. Closing her mind to her doubts, she reveled in the heated cloud of pleasure that enveloped her.
Her palms and fingertips tingled with sensation as she lifted her hands and skimmed them lightly along his defined arms, across his broad shoulders, and then downward over his muscular chest. She felt his heart pounding against her palm as she cupped his bulging pecs and when she traced a path downward past his narrow waist, she curled her fingers around his hot throbbing cock, reveling in pleasure as it jerked to attention within her grasp.
Nothing had ever felt more right.
She rose up and guided his cock into her pussy.
Watching her movements, his hands caught her buttocks to help stabilize her.
She lowered herself onto his heated flesh, engulfing the head of his cock within the mouth of her sex.
The pleasure was too much, he couldn’t hold back, and he surged upward.
The moisture-slick walls of her passage fisted around him in need as he bore down on her hips to slip deeply inside of her.
He nibbled along her throat as she threw her head back in ecstatic pleasure at feeling him thrusting deeply inside of her.
She felt the nip of his teeth, the soothing warm wetness of his tongue as he explored her throat and the side of her neck and her ear.
She turned, seeking his lips once more as he slowly thrust and retreated into her pussy, massaging her deeply as he ground his groin against her nether lips. He thrust into her with a ravenous need that was contagious, all consuming. Heat surged through her at the urgency of his kiss. She felt her body climbing toward its zenith with dizzying speed. She struggled against it, struggled to hold on to the pleasure only a little bit longer, but there was no use, she was already too far gone.
Her body shuttered with the first quakes of release.
The alarm clock went off with a blaring buzz. With a start, Sera woke up. She cussed, loudly, swatting at the alarm clock. “Dammit!”
Horror at the fact that Nigel was the star of her dream flitted over her. It couldn’t dull the awareness of her body though. Her cheeks were flushed. Her skin was sensitive, and her pussy throbbed with need. She couldn’t believe she’d been fantasizing about that stubborn ass man, no matter how good looking he was.
Trying to shake off some of the after effects of her dream, she got up and got dressed. Looking at the clock, she realized she didn’t have that much time before her next doctor’s appointment. She decided to have a drinkable breakfast and get over to Irene’s before she was late.
She left the house after she had finished ‘breakfast’, feeling pretty content. She had gotten to the point where she was hardly ever sick, but still felt like it was a good idea to have someone else drive her for safety’s sake. Driving and puking your brains out was not something you could multitask.
Although she did still get a little nauseated when she rode in the car, she was beginning to think she would live and she wouldn’t have to endure the morning sickness all the way through her pregnancy. She had another problem, though. Now that she wasn’t puking her brains out, she had gotten so horny she almost couldn’t stand it. The naughty dream she’d had last night was proof positive of that. The need had become bad enough that she had decided she would get her a dildo on the next trip to town. She’d never bought one before. She needed an experienced woman’s know how on this one. Perhaps Irene would be able to help. In fact, she was counting on it.
The dildo dilemma had her so deep in thought, she didn’t realize she’d already made it to Irene’s when she found herself in the yard. She made her way up to the front door and knocked as usual. She couldn’t hold back the smile on her face. Irene would probably think she was a total pervert when she told her what she wanted to get before her appointment today.
Her smile faded when the door opened and Nigel told her to come in.
“Just let me grab the keys and we’ll be off.”
Sera’s face became crestfallen. She’d been counting on Irene to take her. Nigel had taken her to her last visit. She’d thought surely he’d had enough of playing daddy for a while, and that he wouldn’t want to drive her anymore, especially after how sick she’d gotten on her last ride with him.
This was going to ruin everything!
“Nigel, are you sure you want to take me? I mean . . . .” Before she could finish, Nigel interrupted.
“Yes, I’m sure. I want to be there for my children. I already told you that. I don’t want you to think that it’s an inconvenience for me. And I don’t want you to think it’s because I have nothing better to do now that I’ve left the military. I’m happy to go. And, after all, it’s as much my responsibility to take you as it is yours to go,” he said, smiling his delectably irritating smile at her.
Sera pursed her lips angrily. Yes, he would be cheerful as a lark volunteering his services when she didn’t want them, wouldn’t he? Any other man would have to be dragged to the doctor’s office, but not Nigel Savage. He was such an excellent Daddy, such a prime cut of man, she couldn’t peel him off. She already knew getting Irene to take her now was a lost cause, Nigel obviously wasn’t the kind of man that would take no for an answer once he’d made his mind up. That thought suddenly brought the fact that he’d proposed up. He hadn’t mentioned it again, though. Perhaps he hadn’t been as dead set on the idea as he’d made himself out to be. He didn’t let anything else he wanted drop, including the idea that his sons should be named after him and his father. Stubborn man, it would serve him right if the babies turned out to be girls. Men always wanted boys. He probably wouldn’t want them so much then. But somehow, that thought didn’t make her nearly as happy as she thought it would.
Soldier's Women
Chapter Six
As the two of them drove together, an awkward silence consumed them. Sera began to fidget with her purse, trying to avoid looking at Nigel. She knew they were getting very close to the store she wanted him to stop at. If she didn't mention that she wanted to stop now, there wouldn't be enough time. She weighed her options. Neither prospect was appealing.
“Nigel, can we make a quick stop before we reach the doctor’s office?”
Nigel looked over at S
era, his brow furrowing with unspoken questions.
“Sure, where do you need to stop?”
Sera was thankful that he had decided not to voice any of the questions she could tell he had. But the hard part was not over yet.
“There is a pharmacy just a few blocks from here. You can see it from the road. Do you mind stopping there for just a minute?”
“It's fine with me. Are you sick?”
“No, I’m just fine.”
“Are the babies okay?” he asked, his face filled with concern as he looked at her and then her stomach.
Sera blushed with embarrassment. She hadn’t thought he’d actually worry about the babies. “The babies are just fine. I just need to pick something up.”
Nigel didn’t ask any more questions, but he wondered why she hadn't mentioned that she had wanted to stop at the pharmacy before they got in the car.
A few minutes later, he pulled into the pharmacy parking lot and shut off the car.
“I’ll only be a minute,” she said as she got out.
“Okay, I'll just wait right here for you,” he told her.
Sera was filled with relief. She exhaled a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. Thank goodness. As if this wasn’t hard enough, she didn’t need him tagging along. This would give her the opportunity to get something without having him see her do it. She just didn't know if she could stand the embarrassment. It was mortifying enough that she had such intense need that she had to go to a store to buy a toy just to assuage it.
Sera got out of the car and headed for the pharmacy, since she’d told him that was where she had wanted to go. Making her way inside, she headed for the section of the store that housed intimacy products. The pharmacy didn't have much in the way of product selection or variety, but she finally decided she needed to make a quick decision or else Nigel might come in the store looking for. She needed proof that she bought something at the pharmacy and she could hide her adult toy in the pharmacy bag after she’d purchased it if it was in a box and too big for her purse so that he wouldn’t know she’d gone to the adult store to get something. She browsed the intimacy section and quickly selected a tube of lube, thinking that she would probably need it if she was going to have to play with plastic.
