Bind Me

you're never touching me again, alarix

Lila's POV - 5 Months Later.

"You're going to wear yourself out, Lila," Mum sighed. "You know you're supposed to be resting." My mum scolded, trying to usher me back to bed.

"This is the fourth false alarm," I growled, pacing back and forth across my bedroom floor.

She rolled her eyes at me and chuckled. She grabbed my arm gently and stopped in front of me. "It'll happen, Darling. You can't force it."

"I had hoped it would only be two months," I grumbled. "It's been fucking five."

I sagged against the wardrobe and lolled my head back against the door. "I'm exhausted."

Alarix poked his head around the open door and scanned his eyes around until they landed on me. "How are you feeling, beautiful?"

I smiled at him and nodded. "Tired."

I roamed my eyes over him and sucked in a breath. He was wearing his official royal suit, and he looked absolutely amazing. I don't think I'll ever get used to seeing him all dressed up and... royal.

It was such a fucking turn on, and this is what got us into this situation.

"This," I waved my hand up and down my body, "is all your fault," I growled.

He came towards me, chuckling with his eyebrows quirked. He stopped in front of me and placed his hands on my swollen stomach.

"Yes, baby, it's all my fault."

"I want her out of me now," I whined, putting my hands over his.

"I know, baby. She'll be here before we know it."

I sighed and wrapped my arms around him the best I could. I rested my head on him and nuzzled my head into his chest.

"I'll give you two some space. I'll be downstairs if you need me." Mum mentioned as she moved towards the open door. "I'll also make you some food that is supposed to help bring on labour."

"Thanks, Mum." I sighed.

As she left the room, closing the door behind her, Alarix raised my chin to make me look at him. He leaned forward, planting a chaste kiss on the side of my mouth.

"You know what else is good for bringing on labour?" He whispered into my ear.

I hummed and grasped onto his shirt as he planted a wet kiss on my neck.

"An orgasm."

I recoiled, holding my hands up in front of me. "Nuh-uh." I shook my head. "You can keep your devil cock away from me."

He raised his brow at me and snickered. He ran his hand down my back and bunched my dress up, cupping his hands on my ass. "My devil cock doesn't have to go anywhere near you."

I moaned, shaking my head. "I'm not feeling sexy at the minute." I sighed.

I have what feels like three giant watermelons shoved up my shirt. My back is in constant agony, and my ankles are so puffy that I can't fit into any shoes.

"Believe me, baby, you look incredible." He smirked, pulling me against him and rubbing his hardening cock against me. "You still turn me on."

"Alarix," I moaned, holding onto his shoulders to keep me upright.

He never fails to make me feel better about myself. Whether it's drawing me a bath, or giving me a foot rub, or just making sure he tells me how much he loves me and how beautiful I am.

I pressed my lips to the corner of his as I slid my hands over his shoulders under his blazer jacket. I pushed it over his shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. He unbuttoned his dress pants and pushed them down as I hiked my dress up and pulled my panties down.