The Merciless Alpha(erotica)

“I don’t know,” I said. “Werewolves are healthier, stronger and age better than humans. Even in their late sixties, they will be equivalent to a man in his late forties. Still, it will seem weird when my daughter marries a guy who is older than I am,” I said. The youngest of the bunch was five years older than I was, and I’d grown to look at them as annoying older brothers or uncles. “It’s what has to be, though. There aren’t any boys out there who wouldn’t be over forty by the time they grow up. I hope they don’t mind.”

“Their wolves won’t mind, and we won’t either,” Nuriel said as he handed a jar of Nutella to Theresa. “We have waited our whole lives for what we never thought we would have, and we will wait eighteen more until our mate is ready for us. The age difference is nothing in the scheme of things, once the bond is formed, love quickly follows.”

“So you won’t mind when we’re putting you on diaper duty?” Natalie pressed the button, moving her chair up so she could waddle to the bathroom.

“First off, you’re family. No family has ever had to deal with something like this, twenty-three babies all coming at about the same time. You’ll need LOTS of help. We’re already putting together a schedule to provide you with 24/7 support. It won’t be just you or your mates, all of us will be helping you.” He looked at all of us and smiled. “You have no idea how amazing you all are, how much we love and appreciate you for what you are doing. I see what you deal with every day and I love you all even more for going through this for us.”

I looked at him and waved him over. He sat on the arm of my chair and I pulled him into my shoulder, hugging him tight. “We love you guys too, you know,” I told him. “I’m having my mate’s children, and as weird as it may be, I’m happy she’ll have a good man waiting for her when she’s of age. Maybe even you,” I said. “Now I think I need some orange juice and bananas, and my own jar of Nutella,” I told him as I gave him one last hug.

“I’ll be right back,” he said.

Doc Terrance’s POV

One Week Later

“Adam, cut the cord between the clamps,” I told him as the first of Eve’s babies was born. He did so, and I handed the baby off to Teri. She and Hammer had arrived yesterday from Florida, and she was helping with the deliveries.

The crying baby was hardly out of the way before the next daughter was crowning. I verified everything was aligned and nodded at her. “Next contraction, I need you to push,” I told her. She screamed as the head and shoulder moved out, then I had her second daughter in hand.

“Good job, Eve. Keep up your breathing,” I told her. I clamped the umbilical cord and Adam cut it, and Theresa took her to be cleaned up.

“Halfway there, baby, you’re doing amazing,” Adam told her as he looked over at his daughters. “They’re beautiful, just like Mommy.”

I felt her abdomen, baby #3 was moving into position but the little ballerina had her arms above her head. With one hand in and one hand out, I got her positioned and a few minutes later, she was joining her sisters.

Alarms started going off on the fetal monitor. I silenced it, the last one had a lowering pulse rate. The next contraction came, and she came partially out but I could see the cord around her neck. “THERESA,” I said as I recognized it. “Eve, stop pushing.”

“I can’t!”

“You need to, the cord is wrapped.” I had a hand inside, reaching in as Eve screamed in pain. I got a couple fingers around the cord, lifting it over. “All right, now push,” I said. This time the little girl almost slid out into my hands. I clamped the cord, Adam cutting it, and Theresa was already clearing her airway.

“Why is she blue,” Adam asked, panicking.

I held the baby upside down, smacking her to shock her into breathing. She let out a cry, and as Theresa took her, her color started to improve. “Go watch your babies,” I told him as I stayed behind to deliver the placentas. “You did a great job, Eve.”

“Thank you, Terrance.” The relief and joy on her face was familiar to me, it was the best part of my profession.

Teri carried the first baby over, who they named Allison. “Come see your mother,” she said as she carefully placed the little girl on her chest. Eve was crying with joy as she held her to her skin, and when she started looking for a nipple, I heard Teri helping her with the initial latch.

“Here is Barbara,” Theresa said as she brought the second over.

“Dad, sit down,” Teri told him as she went to pick up Crystal. He took her in his arms, he was crying as well as he looked into her wide eyes. It took another five minutes before Danielle was in his arms, as I waited until her vitals were a little stronger.

Hammer came in and whispered in my ear. “I hate to kick a new mom out, but Mia just went into labor. We’re going to move you into your room,” I told them.C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

“It’s fine, we’d rather be in our room,” she told me. We took the babies back after she had burped the two, and Teri helped her into the shower to clean up. We quickly changed the bedding and our scrubs, and I called for help moving them.

Snake was the first to arrive, Viper close behind. They hugged Eve and hugged Adam and fussed over the four babies before each took one in his arms. All of the women had set up nurseries in their small apartments, which were right down the hall from the clinic. Eve came out of the bathroom, a bathrobe around her, and sat in the wheelchair as she took Danielle in her arms. The four of them left the room, and I could hear the cheers and congratulations from the waiting people as they made their way.

A minute later, Mia was helped in by Snake. “My water broke ten minutes ago,” she said as she waddled in. “We better hurry, I think Meghan is up next.”

It was going to be a long night.

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Dr. Terrance’s POV

I woke up from my nap, still trying to recover from the Delivery Days from Hell eight days ago where the eight women delivered their 23 babies over three days. All were healthy, and all the mothers came through it just fine. Even Kelly, who had challenges with blood pressure towards the end, delivered her twins Vivian and Jessica without incident. The camaraderie that the girls developed, living in the same area and sharing the common room, carried over now that they were overwhelmed with the babies they had.

I could hear the crying through the door, the late afternoon feeding time was upon us. The girls had all recovered their birth rate faster than I had ever seen. In fact, they were sucking the milk out of their moms as fast as they could produce it. We were supplementing with formula, LOTS of formula. Whatever it was that caused these babies to develop at an abnormally high rate in utero was showing no signs of stopping. They were eating twice as often as most newborns and eating more at a sitting.

All that feeding, and all that pooping, was taking a toll on everyone. The moms all looked like zombies, none had gotten much sleep in the first week. The fathers were just as busy, keeping the girls changed and bringing them to Mom or getting bottles for them. The men of the Club had formed a schedule, and two of them were always in the common room to help out. The moms were becoming more confident in them now, leaving them in cribs out there so they could get some sleep. I looked over at my own wife, moving my hand over her pronounced belly. If this was a normal pregnancy she’d have two months or more left, now she was about a week away from delivering our twins.

I let her sleep, getting up quietly and pulling on my scrubs and shoes. I moved out into the common room, figuring I could quickly check on everyone before going back to pore over the lab results again. Mia was sitting back in the chair, feeding Rose and Irene while Snake fed Magie. In the love seat next to them, Meghan had Selene and Diana sleeping in her arms while Steven was rocking Rhiannon and trying to get her to sleep. “How are they doing,” I asked as I knelt next to Mia.

“Eating my boobs off,” Mia said. “Look at these things! They’re big as basketballs an hour after a feed, yet it isn’t enough!”

“Exactly,” Meghan said. “I have to keep pushing myself and the others to eat and drink enough. They’re sucking enough out of me I’ll be back to normal weight in a month.” She looked down at her little ones. “Here, take them. I have to go to the bathroom and get more food anyway.”

I took one, then sat in the chair and she set Diana in my other arm. It was easy to tell them apart, they wore bracelets with their name, each color-coded to a mother. Diana’s name was spelled out in script, the pale lavender background the same as her sisters. I relaxed, smiling as I looked at their sleeping faces, until she came back with a plate and a tall glass of juice. “Terrance, I can’t believe how fast they are growing. Any idea on why?”

“Nothing yet,” I said. “I have taken blood samples from each baby, and I’m slowly working through the testing on my machine.” We couldn’t send out samples to a normal lab, so we’d purchased some reconditioned test equipment from the manufacturer. “I did come across something that is baffling me, but I’d like to wait until all the Moms are here.”

“You can’t just say that and make me wait,” Meghan said, annoyed.

“They will all be out here soon for dinner, I’ll let everyone know then,” I said. Haniel and Dumah came in, setting up a buffet on the side table for us. With all the children, they didn’t want to move into a dining room. Here in the common area, there were plenty of seats and each mother had a small crib along the wall they could place their sleeping babies. Haniel sat and took Rose while Irene was handed off to Snake, and Mia got up to fix herself a plate. She and Meghan sat at the table by the food, taking a quick break.

“What’s for dinner,” Natalie asked as she brought her three out and set the sleeping infants in her crib. April, May and June didn’t make a noise as they were placed together, and she walked over to the buffet with Michael. “Mmmmm… barbecue.” She loaded up her plate with pulled pork, beans and corn bread. Michael made up two plates and brought them over as they sat down with the others.

“Save room for pecan pie,” Haniel said quietly as he gently rocked Rose. There were plenty of places for the babies to sleep, but the single werewolves treasured the time they got to spend holding the babies. You could see on their faces how much it meant that their mothers trusted them, and how much their wolves liked having them in their arms.

“Someone said pie?” Mackenzie woke up, she had fallen asleep on the couch with Gabriel behind her. Her babies, Lily, Violet and Daisy, were fast asleep in the crib behind them.