The Succubae Seduction Bk. 02: The Twins Ch. 25

The twins must go their separate ways to stop both the Paladonic Knights and Jessica.

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Chapter 25

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Murphey's Law

Eldon paced the hallway, his girlfriend and new wife watching him. They'd changed out of the wedding clothes and into more comfortable apparel while Shelly was carted off to this deliver room. His twin sister was screaming in agony. What were they doing to her? Couldn't someone relieve her pain? Why were their parents sitting there like this was normal? No one should ever have to suffer that much! Shelly was a strong woman and could handle a lot, but she sounded like she was dying in there.

And then she went silent.

That seemed even more ominous after the agonized screams. Was Shelly okay? Did something happen with the pregnancy? Why wouldn't anyone tell them what was going on?

"Sheldon," his mom addressed him, "for the last time, sit down. You're making everyone else nervous."

"How can you just sit there, mom?" he shot back as he continued to walk the corridor. "I've never heard her scream in that much pain before. Shouldn't Gaia, or the doctor, or someone do something to help her?"

"Women can take a lot of pain," Sheila said, her voice somehow calm. "Your sister is a strong woman, and—" She cut off as the door opened, and the short little goblin doctor walked out.

The doctor had on what was once a white smock and apron but was now covered in various fluids that made Eldon sick, knowing where they must have come from.

As if to belie the words she'd just spoken, Sheila stood and rushed towards the goblin woman. "Is she okay? How did it go? Why won't you say anything?"

"Slave!" Lyden's voice cut her short. "Let the doctor speak."

For the first time in Eldon's memory, it looked like Sheila Lance was going to argue back with her master. But after a moment, she nodded with a glare and turned back to wait.

"The birthing went well enough, and the mother is resting," she said. She had to look up at everybody as she spoke. Eldon didn't know many goblins, but this one seemed short, even for one of her race. "You'll be able to go in and see her in a moment. She is currently feeding the child. It is a healthy baby."

Eldon didn't care two wits about the baby but was glad that his twin sister was okay.

"A baby... what?" Lyden asked. He'd gotten to his feet and stood behind his slave, holding her in his arms.

The doctor didn't get the chance to answer, though, as Areth zipped out of the room, grinning from ear-to-ear. No one had seen her enter the delivery room.

"Well, it definitely is part of your family," she said with a smile. For some reason, she glanced at Bridget. "It's both a boy and a girl."

"Twins?" Sheila and Lyden spoke at once.

Twins?! Sheldon thought with a bit of shock. No wonder Shelly was in so much pain. Except, the way the doctor had spoken, it didn't sound like there was more than one baby. Could it be like Brock and Bridget? Two genders switching with one body?

"Nope!" Areth chuckled. The disgruntled doctor turned and walked back into the delivery room, ignoring the gleeful fairy as she muttered under her breath. "It's both, but not like her." this was said as she pointed at Bridget. "It's male and female at the same time. Really cute baby, and I should know what cute is! By the way, that metal lady in there is really cranky!"

Eldon assumed that she was referring to Sonia as the metal lady, and didn't blame her for being upset with the fairy. Areth took some getting used to and was definitely an acquired taste.

Eldon moved to enter the room, but of all people, Areth zipped up to block him. She even grew to a normal size when he tried to brush her away.

"Your sister is in no condition to accept visitors," the fairy intoned, sounding more like Sonia than herself. Something has been off about the golden pixie since her resurrection. She seemed more serious and less playful, though, by any other standards, she was still very annoying.

Eldon opened his mouth to argue with her and demand the little pipsqueak let him through to see his sister, but a slender hand on his arm calmed him down.

"Love," Mandy's voice said behind him, "let's give her some time to recover. Meanwhile, we have our own celebrating to do?"

He would have turned and argued with her as well, but the way she asked that as a question, and the way her sweet voice cut through his emotions to remind him how much she meant to him, calmed him down.

He turned to face his wife—his wife!—and gave her his best smile. "You're right," he said, grabbing a pair of her hands in his own. "We should..." He looked over her shoulder at Shlee, who started shaking her head. "You and I should go celebrate. I can't believe I'm lucky enough to be married to such a wonderful woman."

It was true, too, and not just because he couldn't lie in her presence. He loved her and found it more than a bit exciting to know that she was his wife.

"My dear husband," she grinned at him, showing off her white teeth. Two of her arms slipped around his neck while the other two moved to his hips. "I plan on seeing if I can wear you out." Her cheeks colored slightly as she looked around at their family, realizing that her own ability had backfired on her.

"What do you two think you're going to do?" Alloria demanded, looking haughty and upset, her hands on her hips and her eyebrows creating a deep furrow between them as she glared at the newlyweds.

For a split second, Eldon thought they'd made a mistake, and he was being inappropriate in front of his family but shook it off. "Being married!" he told her with his cheesiest grin. Without waiting for any kind of a rebuttal, he scooped up his bride and carried her down the hallway.

He noticed Alloria grimace at them as he carried his blushing bride away, but also saw the gleam in her eyes.

Gaia had prepared an exclusive suite for the newlyweds, and it was to this room that he brought Mandy. The entire walk, she'd covered his face with kisses, and spoke whispers of what she was going to do to him once they were alone. She had him thoroughly aroused by the time he reached their door. It was almost a little weird, having the ability to grow hard again, instead of being permanently stiff, and he enjoyed it.

He kicked the door closed behind him. Mandy surprised him as she wriggled free from his arms and pressed her lips to his. His back hit the door as their kiss intensified. Two of her hands pressed against his shoulders, while her other set worked at his pants.

He groaned as his manhood became free, and her strong hands caressed his twisted length. His arms wrapped around her, pulled her firm body tight against him. Her arms at his shoulders wrapped around his neck as their tongues met.

A small portion of his mind worried that he'd struggle to perform. This was his first time since giving up his permanent body to restore Areth, and he no longer had the perma-boner. But it was only a small portion, as much of his blood was supplying oxygen to his second brain.

He moved to pick Mandy back up and carry her to their luxurious bed, but she shook her head and pushed back from him. She met his questioning look with a devilish grin. Placing her upper hands against his shoulders again, she lowered her body until she was kneeling before him. One of her knees rested between his legs, right on his pants, so he pulled his legs out.

She grinned up at him, licking her lips before leaning forward and nuzzling his shaft. He brought his right hand down and caressed her dirty blonde hair. She purred for a moment longer, then opened up to let her tongue out to trace along the curves of his shaft.

It was Eldon's turn to moan, enjoying the sweet feeling of her talented tongue. A moment later, his breath caught as she opened wider and swallowed the head between her lips. He felt her skilled mouth work his tip, moving along the sensitive rim and eliciting even more moans from him.

Too soon, however, she stopped and pulled back. Eldon was about to complain, but it turned into a yelp when her four arms moved to pick him up and carry him to the bed. He couldn't help but chuckle as she literally threw him onto the lush comforter and gave him a hungry look.

"Don't think for a minute that just because I'm your wife, I'm going to become some docile cow, ready to make you a sandwich at a moment's notice," she said as she crawled onto the bed with him.

The mattress must have been made out of clouds and angel feathers; it was so soft, and yet firm enough to support them.

"The day I consider you docile, have my head examined," he replied with a broad grin. Then he glanced at his crotch and added, "Both heads. Besides, if I'd wanted a soft wife, pliable and weak, I would have stayed far away from you. I prefer my women—no, my partners—to be capable and smart. With you, I just happened to get lucky enough to get good looks, sense of humor, level headed, and a talented lover added to the mix."

"Oh, you know how to sweet talk a woman," she cooed.

"Sweet talk, nothing," he argued back. "I'm just honest—Oh!" He cut off as she took him back into her mouth.

Never being a selfish lover, he adjusted himself so that he could move underneath her. She gave an appreciative moan as he brought his lips to her nether-set and licked along her folds. He had to concentrate on pleasing her, trying to ignore the bliss she was giving him, lest he cum too soon. He hadn't had sex on his mind with his sister giving birth, but now that they were in the middle of foreplay, it was all-consuming.

He concentrated on her clit, using every skill he knew to entice her towards her first orgasm. He sucked on her labia, used the tip of his tongue to swirl around her clit, or shove it into her hole, enjoying her taste. It became a race to see who would cum first, and he was determined to be the second across that line.

But the way she was moaning around his thick shaft, and her method of alternating her rhythm of bobbing, and the skill with which she incorporated two hands on his length, one on his scrotum, and the last tracing lightly along his inner thighs drove him ever closer.

She was the first to tense up and start shuddering, though. Eldon was rewarded with a guttural moan from her as she pulled her lips from him and road her orgasm, shaking atop him. He doubled down on his attentions, trying to make her climax last until she finally had to roll off him.

He turned and pounced on top of her, waiting for her to meet his gaze before he spoke. "I hope you know that just because you're my wife, I don't intend to slack off on making you as happy as I can, as often as I can."

"I'm such a lucky woman," she panted before pulling him down into a kiss. "Now, fuck your wife until she can't think straight," she ordered when they came up for breath. She emphasized her command by placing two hands on his hips and pulling them towards her.

His angle was wrong on the first attempt, and he ended up bumping hard against her magic button, making her shudder before he could realign. This time, when he pressed forward, he felt her velvety lips kiss his tip, then part to allow him entrance. She was as tight as she always was, and they groaned in unison as they became one. One heart. One soul. One love.

He set a steady rhythm, propping himself on one arm as he gazed into his wife's soft brown eyes. He marveled at how she could look so sweet and yet so seductive as she bit her bottom lip. Or at how much it turned him on as her eyes fluttered every time he hit bottom.

Soon her hands were encouraging him to increase his pace. He dropped his head to suckle on one of her stiff nipples, arching his back to get more force into each thrust.

He was once again climbing towards his own end, and from the way she was meeting his thrusts with her hips, gripping his arms and waist, and making soft panting noises, he knew she was close also.

Then she gripped him, stopping him from moving altogether, and spoke. "I want to have a kid, Eldon. Get me pregnant?"

It took a moment for her words to sink in. She wanted to get pregnant? Now? Wasn't there already enough going on in their lives?

Or perhaps, that was reason enough to procreate. Eldon couldn't deny that the thought appealed to him. Just thinking about pumping her full of his potent seed, placing a child within her belly turned him on. In fact, if anything, he felt himself getting harder within her tight canal.

He heard her talking, trying to convince him of why she should get pregnant, but he ignored her. Not out of malice, or anything negative, but because he couldn't think of words to voice the welling of love and devotion that welled up in his chest. Instead, he returned to kissing her and moving inside her.

The small break had given him a respite from cumming. He pulled out of his wondrous wife and rolled her onto her stomach. Rear lifted up as he aimed to re-enter. As he did so, he brought one hand under her to cup one full breast, thumbing her turgid nipple and leaned in to whisper into her ear.

His hips set a steady, forceful rhythm as he plunged into her again and again. His stiff cock drove against the front of her vaginal canal as he spoke the words he knew she wanted to hear.

"You want to carry our child?" he asked, his voice low and pitched for her ears alone. "You want me to pump you full of my seed? Cum inside you and place a child into you?" She managed to nod as she mewled her pleasure. He didn't know if his words were affecting her as much as they were him, but he could feel her tightening her slick walls as he provoked her. "I can't wait to see you carrying my child. Our child. The thought of you pregnant makes my cock harden even more. You feel that? Feel how hard I am at the thought of our child in your belly? I'm close, my brilliant wife. I'm going to fill you with my seed, and... and..." He trailed off as his mind flipped off. He was about to do as they both wanted.

"Oh, fuck!" Mandy gasped as she came once again. Her body managed to somehow become limp and rigid at the same time. Her insides squeezed him hard, and he couldn't hold back any longer.

As he fired off his ejaculate into her welcoming uterus, he concentrated on making them as potent as he could. He wanted to get her pregnant. He wanted to have something to show to the world that he was alive. And no matter what dangers they may shortly face, he wanted to know that his legacy would carry on.

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Gaia met them as they rejoined the others, a broad smile gracing her dark lips. Without waiting for permission, she glided up to Mandy and placed her hands on the four-armed woman's belly.

"Best to ensure that things start out safe from the beginning," she said, closing her eyes and concentrating.

Dread struck Eldon at those words. He hadn't even considered the dangers of having a mixed-breed child. Considering that both Mandy and he were mixed-breed, did that make it more dangerous, or did that mitigate them? What would he do if Gaia determined that their child would be a danger? It was what happened to his late stepmom's—Becky's—children. And why his dad and only remaining human wife never had children after the first couple attempts.

He looked at his new bride and saw the same fears reflected there. Fear that only grew as Gaia's hands roamed across her abdomen and the Pillar of Earth frowned and continued to concentrate. Sweat beaded on the powerful woman's brow as she continued to work.

No one dared speak, and Eldon realized that everyone was watching them. His father was holding his mother, fear and worry in their gazes. Shlee looked like she wanted to approach them, but didn't dare. And Alloria looked angrier than he'd ever seen her.

"Wow," Gaia said, breaking the tension and wiping her brow with the back of her hand. "It's a good thing I was here before any of your sperm reached the egg!"

Eldon opened his mouth to speak but realized that his throat was dry, and he only managed to croak.

It was Lyden who managed to speak first. "So, you were able to make sure the child will be okay?"

"Yes," Gaia said, and there was a definite slump to her shoulders as she spoke. "I had to kill off over half of his semen, as they were incompatible with her egg, but all the remaining should provide viable offspring."

"Will it be a boy or a girl?" Eldon finally found his voice.

"Don't be an idiot," Gaia snapped at him. "Didn't you hear me say the sperm hasn't reached the egg yet? Now, Lyden, I promised to be more considerate to you and your wives, but that drained a lot of strength from me. Considering that I just did your family a huge favor, would you mind—"

Lyden coughing cut her short. Eldon noted the way his mom frowned, but she pushed her master forward. "Get her charged up," Sheila Lance said. "But don't enjoy it too much."

Eldon understood what was being asked of his father, but chose to ignore it.

"Thank you, Gaia," Mandy gushed, grabbing the other woman by both hands. "How can we ever repay you?"

"You can get out of my way so I can get my recharge," Gaia snapped. Apparently, when she was this tired, she was ornery. "And you can ensure that my job doesn't get any harder, and take care of Jessica when you get the chance."

Before anyone could say anything more, the Pillar of Earth grabbed Lyden in one hand, and Sheila in the other, dragging them from the hallway.

"Has anyone gotten to see or talk to Shelly yet?" Eldon asked, glancing at the door leading to his sister's room.

"She's asleep right now," Megan said. Eldon did a double-take, having not seen her. Though how he could miss the redhead sitting there, he didn't know. She wore a new white blouse, and a tight pair of denim jeans, and was... Why was she here?

"What are you still doing here?" he asked, trying to sound curious, rather than annoyed that she was still around. Didn't she realize that he wasn't really interested in her?

"You're about as tactful as Areth is when she's trying to seduce our father," Mei said. She leaned against one wall, arms folded under her breasts, shaking her head. Her horns knocked against that wall as she looked up and around, a wry twist to her lips. "Speaking of which, where did she go?"

"She chased after your dad," Shlee said, sniffing the air. "That little pixie looked quite excited to join in their fun."

Eldon shook his head, annoyed. He was glad that Areth was back, but he'd forgotten how much trouble she could cause. And the conversation had gone away from his original question about his sister.

"So, Shelly is doing okay?" he pressed, more worried about her than anything else.

Shlee came up to him, sensing or smelling his concern, and gave him a mighty hug. He took a moment before he returned the embrace. While intellectually, he understood why she'd turned down his marriage proposal, he still felt rejected. She'd done her best to alleviate that, but he couldn't help the way he felt. He still loved her and knew he had no right to press his emotions onto her, and so tried to be as supportive as he could.

"Your sister and the baby are both doing fine," the werewolf informed him. "The doctor let your mom and dad in, and no one can seem to stop Areth from doing as she pleases, but the rest of us have waited out here."

He didn't care much about the baby. Maybe that made him callous, but the thing was the offspring of King Aecus and the product of rape. As long as Shelly was okay, that's all that mattered.

The tiny goblin doctor poked her head out and stared at him. "Shelly is awake and asking to see her family. Where are your parents, young man?"