Lyon
Chapter 87

I think I had it set in my mind that Kat was going to stay pregnant for the rest of her life, and I was fine with that thank you very much. Her belly was round and cute at nine months.

She was glowing, healthy and happy and her appetite for s*x was still going strong; what more could I want? Tonight had been extra hot. I don’t know what got into her but f**k if she didn’t try to break my d**k off, and the way she sucked me off first, well shit. The only position she feels comfortable in these days is the spooning position so we put a pillow under her tummy while she laid on her side and I f****d her nice and deep from behind.

Her gaggle has told her some shit about it making delivery easier or some shit so every night it’s on. I’m now comfortable wrapping my arm around her middle and playing with it while I stroke into her from behind.

Last night she’d been hot as f**k, lifting her leg and begging me to go deeper. I don’t know what that fuckery was about because the last few times she’d complained about slight pain after.

When I’d sneaked and called the doctor she said that it was perfectly normal and nothing to worry about. I should’ve known there was something up when she started her gymnastics shit.

“F**k me harder Colt I’m not gonna breakhold my leg up for meyeah right there” I knew I should’ve pulled my strokes but f**k she felt so good I couldn’t hold back.

So I’d given her the f*****g she wanted, begged for, and came harder than I ever have in my f*****g life. I’m talking eyes crossing and back locking up on me. F*****g girl. Then of course she had to go and do the shit she always does. F*****g women.

“Colt.”

“What?” I don’t sleep for shit now because she has trouble sleeping comfortably with her beach ball tummy. I’d read about that in one of the books so I was prepared for it.

These days we sleep with me sitting up more or less, and her reclining back against me. She always seems to need shit in the middle of the night and I’m the fetcher. I thought this was just going to be another ice cream run or maybe she needed ointment rubbed into her itchy tummy but no such luck.

She hunched over and grabbed her stomach and all the air was leeched out of me. My mouth went dry and I felt panic try to set in before I pushed it back.

“My water broke.” She sounded scared shiltless so I knew it was going to be on me. I don’t know where I got it from but I knew I had to be on my game this time. I can’t show any fear or she’d freak. I took a deep breath and pushed down the fear that was clawing up my throat.

It’s a situation Lyon handle it. “Okay babe we’re ready for this.” I was up and moving on autopilot. Her bag was packed and already in the car, which had been prepared with the baby seat and all we needed for coming home weeks ago.

My mind was suddenly very clear for some strange reason that I didn’t understand because I’d been scared as f**k at the mere thought of this night. I called the doctor and was told to bring her to the hospital.

Mom was next on the list and she would get the phone tree going. We were in the car and on the move fifteen minutes after she first called my name.

“Colt why do I need the comforter wrapped around me?”

“It’s cold.” Her argument that her coat was enough fell on deaf ears as we drove through the streets, which were eerily empty. What the f**k, did all kids decide this shit? What was up with the going into labor in the middle of the night?

I kept one hand on her tummy over the comforter all the way and every cringe was felt in my gut. I knew I wasn’t cut out to see her in pain but this was one pain I couldn’t bear for her. I gritted my teeth against the yell that wanted to break free because she was looking at me with wide eyes full of fear.

“We’ve got this babe, we took all the classes and read all the books.”

“Colt the f*****g books does not tell you what to do about the burning pain of something tearing through your body trying to rip you in half.” Cue the waterworks; f**k me.

“I know babe but here they’ll give you something for the pain. Aren’t you glad you didn’t go with the home birth thing?” I guess that was the wrong shit to say because she actually growled at me. Shit, the books covered this part too.

They met us at the door with a chair and she was rushed off to be prepped. Somebody was saying something about filling out papers but they were out of their f*****g minds. Luckily for them mom and dad came in behind us and I heard dad go into doctor mode which took care of that.

I never let go of her hand the whole time, but I couldn’t tell you shit about what was being said. I only had eyes for her. She was trying to be brave but I could see the stark fear in her face as she squeezed the shit out of my hand.

I stood tall like the man that I am for the sixteen hours it took my baby to come into the world. If you believe that shit I’ve got a bridge to sell you.

The happy f**k nurse took us into a room and started rattling off questions. Kat was doing all she could to breathe and my brain was still at home on my side of the f*****g bed; sheer terror. I knew what I was in for here I’d read about it enough to scare the f**k out of myself.

“How far apart are your contractions? Did your water break are you in a lot of pain?” What the f**k?

“Look I don’t know how far apart they are, she got up and told me her water broke and fifteen minutes later we were on the road.”

“She was in pain the whole f*****g way here so you need to give her something like now. Oh yeah she doesn’t like needles so we signed up for the intravenous sedation thing whatever the f**k.” This whole time Kat had a death grip on my hand and I was sweating.

“We can’t give her anything until we’ve checked her over sir”

“Uh which part of she’s in pain did you not get?” She started hooking up all these things to Kat and I thought my f*****g heart would stop.

“What the f**k what’s going on?”

“Colt.” She wasn’t in too much pain to ride my a*s however.

“These are just so we can monitor the baby sir and make sure everything is working as it should.”

“Uh huh where’s the doctor?”

“She should be here any moment she called ahead and told us to prepare for you.”

The doc showed up not long after that and everything became a blur. People came and went in the room. Her mom, Char and mine were in the room with us. The shit looked nothing like anything I’d imagined.

There was a separate little area with table and chairs like people were here to hang out or some fuckery. I’m pretty sure people spoke and I answered but I have no idea what was said. I do remember yelling at someone to do something to end her misery when she cried and screamed in pain, that shit was not allowed.

I prayed harder that night than on any other that I could remember. She had moments of rest but those were way too short to suit me and each time she started up with the breathing and the screaming I was ready to go to war.

I wondered about the purpose of the Lamaze class because I couldn’t remember half the shit they’d taught me. I remembered enough to get us through and by the time my Caitlin was born squalling and complaining there were tears on my face.

She was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen in my life but she was so f*****g tiny she scared the shit out of me. When they placed that little bundle in my arms my heart just laid down. I was done, whatever I’d had left after her mother got her hooks in me she took.

I put her in her mother’s arms and the sight brought me to my knees. There was a sudden flurry of movement as everyone wanted to get their hands on my girls and I wanted to tell them all to get the hell out. It was pretty much written in stone from that moment on. I wasn’t going to play well with others when it came to my little family.

Three days after my daughter was born I went and got her name tattooed over my heart right beneath her mother’s, my life felt complete.