Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate

Cora

“You’ve got this, Cora!” Ella cheers at my side while I squeeze Roger’s hand, panting and shouting as I give what the nurse has told me is one last, final push.

I put everything I have into this final moment, squeezing my eyes shut and pushing as hard as I can, wanting this done – wanting to feel my little baby in my arms

And suddenly the pressure lessens, and my eyes fly open as I gasp And there’s a little baby’s cry ringing out through the room.

“Here!” I gasp, leaning forward fervently, some motherly demand in me needing my little baby now even as I see him in the nurse’s hands. “Give him to me!”

The nurse hesitates, looking towards her colleagues. I moan a little, still reaching, wanting him now

“Do it,” Ella snaps suddenly up from my side. She stands and moves towards the nurse, putting a hang on her shoulder and gesturing towards me. ” He needs his mother – ”

Roger is completely still at my side, his eyes focused totally on the baby, who starts to cry his little heart out.

“Please,” I beg, reaching for him.

“All right,” the nurse says, nodding and bringing him forward. “We’ll clean him up in a minute – ”

And she takes two steps forward, and leans down, and places my little baby in my arms

And I burst immediately into tears.

little head curled against my elbow-my heart just breaks to

my little baby, tears dripping down my face as I take in every ounce of him, every tiny finger and toe, his wide and crying mouth with its perfect tiny

to my side, his arms wrapped around me, staring down at our perfect

can’t believe he’s here,” I whisper

mad,” Roger replies, his voice

mate and shaking my head at him, sniffing back my tears, grateful that his strange sense of humor has at least stopped my crying. “You know, Roger,” I say quietly,

with an expression somewhere between shock and awe. “I doubt he’d even hear me

close and pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Welcome

have come up with something that good. He needed you for

got me,” I sigh.

is aching, I just feel

it feels like Roger and the baby and I are the only three people in the world. I

“What do you think, Cora?” she asks quietly. “Will you let the nurses clean him up and wrap in him in a blanket? And I’ll check

suddenly remembering that – yeah, the baby needs to be checked. And I laugh as the nurse comes close, reaching for him. “I’m

didn’t,” the nurse says, grinning at me as she takes the baby from my arms. “You’re just an excited new mom and the

carries the baby across the room to be weighed and checked out by the doctor. But the nurse is

out, palm up. “I basically bled out after my traumatic pregnancy, and you get away

of hers and laughing a little. “I’m sure your next

the side, not understanding her reaction. But then she just grins and shakes her head, dismissing it. “I’m sure it will,” she says with a happy sigh. “Now, does

usually asks that?” I murmur in reply, leaning my head on Roger’s shoulder, starting to feel my exhaustion now more than I

it when it starts to sweep through me, and I sit up a little with curiosity. This isn’t the first time Ella has healed me, of course, but

until I feel