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.

him against my arm-his little head curled against my elbow-my heart just breaks

face as I take in every ounce of him, every tiny finger

to my side, his arms

believe he’s here,”

he’s so mad,” Roger replies, his

at least stopped my crying. “You know, Roger,” I say quietly,

of noise, Cora,” Roger murmurs, still staring at the baby with an expression somewhere

pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Welcome to the

“I couldn’t have come up with something that good. He

I sigh. “My whole

I’m exhausted, and my whole body is aching, I just feel such rich, complete happiness

the baby and I are the only three people in the world. I almost jump in surprise when I feel Ella’s hand

own face is streaked with tears of joy when I look up at her. “What do you think, Cora?” she asks quietly. “Will you let the

the nurse comes close, reaching for him. “I’m sorry,” I say, shaking

at me as she takes the baby from my arms. “You’re just an excited new mom and the birth went beautifully, no complications, so there’s no harm in wanting to hold

carries the baby across the room to be weighed and checked out by the doctor. But the nurse is right – everything went well, and the baby looked fine to

sitting down next to me and holding her hands out, palm up. “I basically bled out after my traumatic pregnancy,

jealous, Ells,” I sigh, placing my hands on top of hers and

with wide eyes, and I turn my head to the side, not understanding her reaction. But then she just grins

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

upon her gift. I feel 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 this is the most conscious I’ve been for it and I can really feel it this time – the way the gift runs through me, seeking out the parts of me that hurt and

I feel completely