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.

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

down at my little baby, tears dripping down my face as I take in every ounce of him, every tiny finger and toe, his wide and

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

can’t believe he’s here,” I whisper

can’t believe he’s so mad,” Roger

that his strange sense of humor has at least stopped my crying. “You know, Roger,” I say quietly, “most new parents

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

the baby, cuddling him close and pressing a kiss to his

sighs. “I couldn’t have come up with

sigh. “My whole heart, forever,

is aching, I just feel such rich,

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

tears of joy when I look up at her. “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 you out, see if

comes close, reaching for him. “I’m sorry,” I say, shaking my head. “I didn’t mean to yell at you

the nurse says, grinning 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

the doctor. But the nurse is right – everything went well, and the baby looked fine to me.

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

hands on top of hers and laughing a little. “I’m sure your next one will be perfectly

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

that?” I murmur in reply, leaning my head

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

until I