The Bratty Heiress

Olga: Wow… seriously how many years are we skipping here?

Typer Author: A couple of years and lots of lots… of lots… of lots of hot sex later.

Luka: NICE!! But can we read the lots part in this chapter?

Typer Author: Obviously yes!

Olga: NICE!!

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“Luka, baby… I need to… I’m too big for sex, I’m like a freaking sea lion right now. I don’t understand how you can still have an appetite for me…”

Luka was still busy kissing me, licking my neck, trailing his kisses down, undressing me while I kept on pulling my dress up.

“And we still have to go to the hospital and see my little niece. Alina is waiting for me, and you’re supposed to see Nikolai and show your support for him… Luka… oh fuck…”

I was a goner when he trails his fingers between my legs, God! He’s very talented with his fingers… must be from all the typing. You know, I would steal glances every time he’s working on his laptop. And every time he would stop to pleasure me, ah… that sums up our married life.

On some days he really needs to confine himself in order to finish his work, but then he would watch me through the CCTV and he’d give up and we would fuck like rabbits.

And now years later, after all, the fucking I was finally pregnant with our twins. But hey… let’s focus on the nerd husband between my legs.

Since my pregnancy, I was told not to consume alcohol. And for once I was following the rules, but by doing so I would easily get agitated and Luka had man up and became my fix. So… aside from the pregnancy hormones, I was having my lack of alcohol and my dearest husband was making sure that I was happy and content.

“Olga, I could never get enough of you. You should know this by now….” he said in between his licks. His hands parted my legs wider. And then when I finally get my sentence in order, he…

“Oh fuckkk!”

Okay, let me tell you a secret… when us women are pregnant we get extra sensitive down there. So when your man thrust in you hard and fast, you are going to get so freaking high that you’d be taken higher with each thrust. Oh… and me being Olga who married the sexiest pervert alive, was obviously arching my fat back to its maximum capacity. I was moaning, and screaming his name louder.

He pulled me to the end of the bed, standing on the floor, and took my fat legs to his waist. I moaned when he was deeper inside me, but then he gives me his evil smirk when he slides a pillow under my also fat ass. Yep, I was a very fat sea lion back then.

“Damn….” he cursed when he was deeper inside me while grunting sexily. His chiseled chest was glistening with a mist of sweat, his abs were looking sexy against my pregnancy belly.

“You’re so sexy… I love… how… your pregnant… body… reacts… to every… single touch.” He said his words with each kiss and thrust.

That was until I clenched him tight, and he twitched inside me. “I’m going to… Luka… again… more… har… der….”

“God…. so fucking tight… I’m going to burst, come with me…” he pushed himself deeper, and moments later we both climax simultaneously.

“I love you… my beautiful wife.”

“I love you too… my sexy husband. And now we’re late for the hospital. Let me rest then you have to help me up, or I will have to roll out of bed.”

He chuckled at my words. But he knows me to damn well as he pulled me close to him, and caressed my baby bump.

We finally leave the house an hour later, and finally arrived at the hospital just before Max and Emilie arrived with their little scoundrels. That cousin of mine is really building his empire of kids, while I was struggling with carrying the twins in my belly.

“Brother congratulation… now where’s Alina I need to see if she’s okay…” I leave my brother who was still looking tired, I didn’t get why he was tired… it’s not like he was the one who was pushing the baby out.

But I could hear him gave warnings to Luka.

“Whatever you do to prepare yourself with, trust me you would never be….”

“Luka…” I called him to my side, I don’t want him to chicken out on the D day.

“I love you… I’m good baby…” he kissed my cheek and slithered his arm on my wide waist, as we entered Alina’s room.

Alina greeted me and Luka, we were having a good time but I wasn’t that enthusiastic when she starts telling me about her grueling laboring hours. And Luka knew me too well that he finally excuse ourselves, telling her that I needed my rest so close to my labor day.

“Thank you, I don’t know how I’m going to make it when the day comes…”

“Hey, stop worrying. I’ll be with you every step of the way, I will cheer for you. You can abuse my arm just like Alina did to Nikolai’s.” He smiled at me knowing that we both saw Alina’s hand marks on Nikolai’s.

He was being the sweet husband, I was still scared but I tried not to show it to him.

Days went by as usual after the hospital visit, but then three days later the contraction started. He had been working from home these past few weeks, knowing my condition with the twins.

“Luka… I think is time… oh… oh Goddddd!”

Then I felt it, the twist on my lower abdomen. It was hurting me so bad, that I couldn’t get up from the couch.

Luka was taking my hospital bag with him and get out of the house, then he was back moments later helping me to get up.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“Damn… Luka… hurts so bad, I can’t…” I was crying in his arms, while he was saying his loving words. I didn’t know where he had the strength to pick me up, then carried me to the car.

We reached the hospital twenty minutes later. We were directed to our room, then the nurse checked my opening and leave us be.

It felt like hours when my water finally broke, and I was sent to the delivery room. I could see Luka was tense, and he just realized that things were going to be very graphic and very real quick.

“Luka?”

“I love you … I got you…”

But he didn’t… he passed out when I was halfway into the process. Damn him! I was shouting and screaming, cursing his name loudly, and steering my anger towards him. Until I heard the baby’s scream, then a few pushes and curses later another baby’s scream was heard. 

The doctor and nurses congratulated me, and then one of the nurses finally help my delirious husband off the floor.

“Sir, I believe your wife had done her job very well. Please do thank her for the rest of your life, for bringing your kids into the world alone.”

“Oh, crap…”

I could hear him cursed lowly, making me laughed on the inside. Hell no, I was not going to let him know that I had forgotten about him fainting when I needed him the most.

But when I hold my… our babies there were no greater feelings, all the hurt, the anger, the curses were gone when I hold their tiny little bodies.

I’m a mom, I’m a freaking mom… I was doing my chicken dance on my mind, while I kept on looking at my tiny babies. Wait, how can they be this tiny while my stomach was extremely fat?

“Doc…”

“Yes my brave patient…” she said behind her surgical mask. My doctor had been my personal go-to for the last nine months. I got her number on my speed dial, which I use religiously for the last nine months.

“Are you sure I’m done? I felt so big and they’re so tiny…”

She laughed at my question, which makes me pouted.

“You’re done Olga, now handling these twins will get your body back to its glory. But do leave some work for your husband, we don’t want him to feel left out.”

She patted his back obviously addressing the fainting incident, then she leaves us to our privacy before moving me back to the recovery room.

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“I’m so sorry love, I’m so going to get bullied by everyone for this. Oh God, I can’t believe I missed it.”

He kissed my hair and carefully pick up our little guy who was done with his feed, while our little girl was still latching to my nipple.

I shed my happy tear for the image of my sexy nerd husband holding our baby. I couldn’t believe we had come to this. I couldn’t believe that we finally have our babies, our happy ever after.

But deep down I still have a nagging feeling that this was not the end of my story…

What the hell? Damn it, author!