Warning: kinda sexual towards the end guys.
(Edited)
Katerina's P.O.V
Was I wrong to leave? I mean it was his dream and I know he couldn't necessarily help it but...fuck it pissed me off. And now I'm stress eating and my emotions are out of wack. I feel the pain of leaving him all day long and even as I sleep I know he isn't there. But I hardly do even that anymore.
It's been roughly a month and I've been staying with my fathers mate Fiona in a separate apartment since she's still mad at him. She talks to me when I feel lonely and just holds on to me when I cry. Her presence does wonders and I learned recently that it was because we were bonding because she was supposed to be my fathers child barer. But we all know how that turned out...
Alex refuses to let me work so him and my father agreed to let Alex pay the bills and have one of his well trusted and highly loyal guards deliver us money for food and anything else we could ever possibly want. But neither of us spend more than we need and then we put the rest, roughly 20,000 a week, into a bank account so it can grow with intrest. Fiona and I plan to start a business together and plan to hire vampires who just turned 18 and such. The business will be one in providing shelter for those who need it and helping them control their blood lust.
See, the government already knows about vampires and once they see us trying to keep humans safe, we will be rewarded greatly. So in a way, it's kind of like blackmailing.
We've already hired all the staff and all we have to do now is buy this old factory we've had our eyes on. The staff have the assigned day on when to be to work but it won't be for 3 more months so we can buy it, innovate, furnish it and get all the pluming, electricity and all the other stuff for the apartment like places.
I have called so many people and scheduled so many appointments with realities, plumbers, electricians, contractors, government representatives, the mayor, and so many others that I've honestly got a really bad headache. I've been stressing through the roof lately. But luckily Fiona scheduled a spa day tommorow.
I get out of bed from my nap and stretch, trying to bring life back into my dead body. I yawn and walk to my own personal bathroom, stripping off my clothes on the way.
I continue to think about these deals as I look into my body length mirror, not even noticing the bright white tear stains on my face or the weird glowing color of my red pee when I sit on the toilet.
I get into the tub, feeling a break down coming on as I sit in the tub and have my self a bower. Bath/shower where the shower head is running but I'm sitting in the tub. It feels like rain almost.
I bring my legs to my chest with great difficulty and look down to see a basketball sized bump. I do remember looking in the mirror a week ago and thinking I was getting chunky. But now that I think about it, vampires don't gain...
Shit.
I hop up and shut off the water, running into my room and throwing on some clothes. Is this why I've been so emotional and horny and weak? I know all of this is because Alex isn't fucking here but fuck me I don't want him here either. It's all this baby's fault!
I put my hands on the side of my head as I cry, trying very hard to ignore the glow of my tears or the ache in my heart. I don't wanna be pregnant damn it. I'm not even sure about my own life yet so how am I going to take care of this baby's?
I grab a bag from my closet, stuffing clothes and some other necessary things in there. I then go to my window, open it and jump up to the neighboring roof, my hands catching on the side as I haul myself up.
I run across the top, ducking down and avoiding being seen. Man life was going pretty good until that. Things were actually manageable and even though I was always exhausted, I got a lot done. And I may have had my break downs but at least they weren't all the time like they were in the beginning.
I jump from roof top to roof top until I get to a forest in which I begin running. I use a little vampire speed and keep my eyes sharp as I zoom past trees and swing on branches to avoid humans.
The forest is kind of really relaxing actually. I mean, my feet are probably cut up pretty bad and they already feel swollen but still. The sway of the trees with the wind and the forest it's self is beautiful. Every once in awhile I'll see a deer and I'll either stop to feed from it or just awe with admiration from afar.
The blood from deer doesn't even do justice to the immense thirst I'm feeling. And that's one of the many reasons I'm racing to get back to the castle. Wether or not I like him right now, I physically need Alex. God damn it this sucks ass.
I see the palace in view and hear the faint beeping from a far, alerting warriors that there's an intruder. I keep running straight to the guards who are running towards me as well. They look ridiculous with their new vibrant yellow suits I told Alex not to let them wear. But I guess he just doesn't listen.
What's even more comical is how they all pale with fear and turn around when they see it's me. I would have died from laughter if I wasn't already dying without my mate.
I know Alex has either heard it's me or has smelled me and my thoughts are proven correct as I'm almost thrown from the force of him knocking into me, my back hitting a tree as he smells the side of my neck. It's most likely because he can smell my pregnancy and to him it smells amazing.
We stand there for a minute, him taking in my scent while my hands run themselves through his soft white hair and down the back of his neck. I hate being like this every time I'm around him. So powerless over my own damn body just because he's in the same room.
"Mine." He growls. He keeps murmuring it against my throat and I just let him seeing how I can't stop him. Might as well just let him get what he needs before he starts lecturing me.
His hands pull my baby bump against him and he murmurs and grumbles mine while his hands come around and place themselves on my belly. He's really possessive ain't he?
He then picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder and takes me inside. "I know you don't want to talk so I'm not going to say anything. I just want to have you in my arms to at least feel like you are safe."
I inwardly sigh to his statement and continue to allow him to carry me away. We walk past several servants and all his theatrical, typical palace stuff of which I had grown accustomed to. Now that I think about it, I wonder how everyone is since I did just ditch them.
We walk into his room but it's different from the one before. The only reason I know it's his is because it smells strongly of him, indicating he is in here a lot.
He doesn't even bother taking me to bed but instead takes me to the shower. He strips me of my dirty clothes, not in a sexual way of course, and then strips his own so he can help me wash. I guess I am pretty tried and should let him do it since it would help him feel like a good mate. Scoff.
He does well to keep his hands from where they shouldn't be and manages not to look at my enlarged breasts. Well... Not too much anyways. He is a man and I expected nothing less.
The shower was nice to put it in simpler terms. My arms were wrapped around his neck and I was very close to him but for once neither of us were trying to have sex with the other. It was a nice change and we talked lightly about how things have been going and I had been honest with the exception of making my breakdowns nonexistent.
He asked when I knew I was pregnant and I told him earlier today in the shower. He was happy that I didn't try to hide the baby this time and I was happy we could still talk and not feel awkward. I expected this to all be so weird and uncomfortable but surprisingly we've both done quite a bit of growing up and can manage to act like civilized adults if we so wish to.
After my shower we discussed my thirst and came to realize that there was no way around it.
"Well, you know I'm more than willing to let you do what you have to do Katerina." Alex says, holding my hands in his. This month has seemed to have changed him quite a bit and I'm not sure if I like it quite yet.
I sigh. "I know that but we both know how it is when we feed from one another and I'm not quite sure I'm ready for all that. I have forgiven you because I've done some growing up and this baby just kind of put things into perspective for me, but I just kind of want some time before we do anything else. And I'm not sure I want it to be just because I'm pregnant."
He smiles and I smile as well. He tucks my face into his neck and holds my body to his tightly. Maybe it's because he can sense that his mate and baby are hungry. Pretty cool if you ask me.
"Don't worry, I won't do anything unless it's for you and this baby's health." I smile against his throat and he shivers, probably being so sensitive because he's not use to me yet. Not use to these tingles or to how right I feel in his arms.
I close my eyes and run my nose along his throat, smelling for a good spot. I even go as far as to drag my fang across his skin and when his body jerks back a little I know I've found his sensitive spot/feeding spot.
I bite down, hearing the pop of his skin busting and blood immediately gushes into my mouth. As soon as the first drop hits my sensitive tongue I moan, wrapping my self around him to keep him here. The only thing I can think of his how good he tastes and how badly I want to fuck him.
I grind my hips against his, seeing as we are still naked for some reason, and his nails begin to dig into my skin from the grip he has on my gyrating hips. He doesn't move, despite how much he may want to, but he does guide my hips as they continue trying to find the right pressure.
His cock brushes my clit and I pull back to moan loudly, pressing myself more against him. He growls a little into my ear as I slowly re-enter my fangs with a little bit of trembling and even more grinding. It feels like legitimate years since I've been touched.
I try to focus on drinking from him but damn this feels so good. Fuck it man. I unlatch my teeth from his throat and weave my hands through his hair as I chase that feeling my body has been wanting and needing.
"A-Alex..." I moan into his ear. his chest vibrates with massive rumbles. "I n-need...oh... I n-need you to do m-me a..a favor."
"What?" He pants, still chasing my release. I better hurry it up.
I send what I want him to do into his mind with powerful images and he groans, growling as I moan more and more. Just as I'm about to come, he shoves his cock into me and explodes inside of me, sending me over the edge instantly. My jaw unhinges, opening in a silent gasp as I feel his essence milking into me.
I want our baby to be happy and having his come absorb into my walls will release endorphins to make this little thing happy. It will also help me with stress since that's all I seemed to do before.
He pulls out as soon as he's done, just as I asked, rubbing my back as I pant and carrying me to the bathroom so he can draw us a bath. We are both exhausted and deserve some resting. I end up falling asleep in the tub with my head resting his chest but I know that when I wake up, I'll still be in his arms and I'll still be safe.