Eclipsian Dynasty

CHAPTER 29. NEW DAWN

5 Months After the Cosmic Eclipse

From the hill, there was a view of the sea. The scent of saltwater and the warmth of the late morning by the shore filled the air. Cedric stood at the edge of the cliff, gazing out at the smooth expanse of the ocean.

"Phew, I think I overestimated my strength. That climb wasn't easy," Seraphina said, her large belly leading her as she took the last few steps up. Cedric offered her his hand.

"I told you it would be better for you to stay at the city," Cedric said, gently stroking her huge belly.

"I've already annoyed everyone with my mood swings, and they're always frying fish. The smell makes me feel sick, ugh... Gods, I've gotten so big. When you were finishing inside me so much, I didn't think it would affect the size of our baby--or me."

"You're still beautiful." He kissed her soft, sweet lips, the lips of his mother.

"Mmm... Actually, you were supposed to say, 'No, Mama, you're exaggerating. You're not that big, and you definitely don't look like a sea whale.' Do I still have to teach you these things?"

"Sorry."

Hand in hand, they walked along the cliff, descending toward the forest. The air was filled with the scent of fresh fruits, grass, leaves, and life.

They made their way back down toward the forests and the city. Banners bearing lion emblems fluttered from the walls and towers as they passed unnoticed through the streets.

"Conrad was right. Down here in the warm south is a good place to give birth and welcome our first baby." Cedric noticed how the smile faded from his mother's face, as it had every time he mentioned the birth over the last few months. He stopped and wrapped his hands around her belly, feeling the baby's foot press against his palm.

Seraphina stifled a pained groan.

"Are you scared? Are you afraid there will be complications like with me?"

Seraphina slowly nodded.

"Everything will be fine. I won't let anything bad happen to you. Besides, you have perfect childbearing hips--you'll have our first child easily."

Seraphina sighed in annoyance. "Mention my 'perfect childbearing hips' one more time and see what happens."

"Sorry, but it's true, Mum--you really do have perfect hips," Cedric whispered mischievously, only to receive a light smack on the shoulder.

"Enough. I'm starving; I've got to eat for two now," she said, rubbing her belly. She tugged on his hand, pulling him closer until her lips were at his ear. Her breath was warm, teasing. "And after I'm finished... I want to feed

you

, my sweet little boy."

"Feed me?" Cedric paused, confused. "You... You mean?"

"Milk," Seraphina confirmed with a playful smile. Cedric licked his lips.

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Seraphina sat at the long oak table, eagerly devouring her meal, her appetite fueled by the demands of her pregnant belly. Each bite was savored. At the head of the table, Cedric watched her.

"Looks like Solarion has come to terms with Gargantua holding the throne in the Red Castle," Conrad said, seated near Cedric. "They're torn--unsure whether to celebrate the end of the war or to grieve."

"They'll understand eventually. And Gargantua deserved to be their new Red King. What of Altaeri? Have you found any sign of it?"

"None," Conrad replied, shaking his head as he folded a letter. "The creature vanished, possibly after the Eclipse."

Cedric glanced at Seraphina, who was slowly swirling her goblet of wine. When she caught his gaze, she gave him a playful smile before returning to her meal.

"You still don't want to announce that the queen is your wife?" Conrad whispered.

"The less the kingdom knows, the better."

"But what about your legacy? Your child is the 20

th

descendant-"

"There are no more Eclipsian descendants..." Cedric cut him off mid-sentence. "It's just me and my mother now."

"Even so, the throne should go to your son or daughter. How will your child ever become the ruler if you don't reveal the connection to your mother and the baby?"

Cedric slowly sipped his stew, staring at the candle flames. "Don't worry about that. I'll share the details later."

"As you say." Conrad bowed and left the table.

"What were you whispering about?" Seraphina leaned toward Cedric, her scent a blend of vegetables, wine, pepper, and roasted meat. She hiccupped, taking a sip of water.

"About you and the baby."

Seraphina rolled her eyes, her cheeks flushed from the wine. "Everyone keeps talking about me and baby. I've stopped worrying about it... ugh... It's kicking." She rubbed her belly painfully again. "You're 19 now, darling. It's time to act like a man and heed your mother's words. Ugh... I've eaten so much that my breasts ache." She touched her boob through the dress, and Cedric noticed a dark, damp spot forming around Seraphina's left nipple. "It's been so long since I was pregnant, that I almost forgot how... uncomfortable and awkward it is. I'm going to take a warm, hot bath, and then, darling..." She reached out and kissed him on the cheek. "I want you to help relieve the tension in my breasts and get rid of this milk for me."

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Cedric helped to throw off Mum's warm, milk-soaked dress. He raised the dress, exposing her body. Her pale belly jutted out and her tits were much bigger then before pregnancy.

She glanced at the tall mirror leaning against the wall, her reflection catching her eye. "Gods, look at what you've done to my body." Turning sideways, she examined her profile, running her hand over her belly, her fingers tracing the changes. "When I was your age I was quite tiny. Did you know that? Very thin and gorgeous."

"You're still the most gorgeous woman in the world," Cedric whispered as he hugged her from behind, resting his chin on mother's shoulder, his hands gently cradling her swollen belly. He could feel the heat emanating from Seraphina's body.

"I'm so lucky to have you." She kissed Cedric's hand, and carefully, not without his help, climbed into the warm tub. She smiled the whole time as Cedric tended to her body, applying water to the hard-to-reach places, and spreading the liquid.

She was silent, but there was far more meaning and significance in that silence and their smiling gazes than either of them could have expressed in any words. They shared an understanding that transcended speech. He cared for her now as deeply as she had once cared for him. She used to wash him in a tub when he was a newborn, and now he was doing the same for her.

After they finished, Cedric lifted his mother out of the water and laid her on the bed.

"Now, be a good son and free your mother's breasts from the milk."

Cedric sat up on the bed and brought his lips to her hard swollen nipple with droplets of white liquid. His nose twitched, catching a faint, sweet scent. He instinctively turned his head, his lips searching.

His mouth found the soft warmth of her breast, and he latched on. The first drop of milk touched his tongue--a taste unlike anything else. It was rich, and soothing, carrying a warmth that spread through his body. The world around Cedric slowed.

His mother's hand gently cradled his head. The connection was primal, unspoken, and timeless. The bond between them is as old as time, mother and son.

"Ughhh...

baby

... You are so thirsty. Keep sucking... baby... ughhh.... That's right..."

Seraphina closed her eyes, relishing the moments of intimacy with her son. Her mother's milk filled Cedric's mouth.

The room was so warm because of the steam coming from the bathtub and, candlelights burning. It smelled of wine, mint, milk, and water.

Cedric took her nipple away, squeezing both breasts and watching the milk drip off Mum's large straining breasts. She lay naked, pregnant, wet, completely at his disposal. It is too surreal to be true. What if it's just a dream?

"I'm still full, Cedric. What are you waiting for?" Seraphina gently smoothed the milk across her breasts and stomach. Her nipples remained taut, and she pulled him to her, pressing him against her boobs. Cedric had to take the nipple into his mouth again.

"Oooh yes... That's it... my baby. I want to feel you inside me. I want to feel that rush of butterflies in my belly again."

She tried to help him undress, but her movements were all a little sloppy. He undressed himself, and her hand immediately rushed to encircle his lust-hot cock. Finally, he slowly penetrated his mother. Her vagina was expanded, ready to give birth.

"Akgghhhhhh... Cedric!" Seraphina gasped, clutching her belly as if bracing against the pain. She surrendered to the moment, her body trembling as she tried to steady her breath. "Fuck me, please, baby. Fuck me."

And he did. He fucked her greedily, feeling the warm ridges of her vagina and clashing with Seraphina's cervix with each deep long powerful thrust against her thick thighs. Each thrust was accompanied by a lightning strike through her body, and Seraphina straddled her son's hips, pressing deeper and deeper with each hungry thrust.

"It's amazing... ughhhh.... Soooo goooddd!!! Aghhh... Careful..with... our baby..."

Cedric kissed her, pressing greedily. His kiss was harsh and even a little painful. She wanted to squeal in pain, but he didn't let her. The taste of hot milk was still on his lips and he shared it with his mother.

"Harder," she would whisper through kisses. "Harder!"

And he fucked her harder, harder and harder, pressing her back against the bed, squealing across the room. The sound of the smacks was thrilling. Cedric cupped her breasts, squeezing the milk from them with such vigor that Seraphina cried out in pain. The rumble of her scream echoed along the room and his mouth. He continued to squeeze, the wet slimy sweet liquid was between his fingers and on her tits. His tongue, melding with hers, moved toward her cheek. He savored the taste of Mum's salty skin and her little barely visible freckles.

"Akgghhhh... Yes!"

Cedric was clashing his cock against her tight cervix, his cock and balls quivering. He thrust in so hard and so fast, slamming his balls against her ass like he was about to be dragged away, like this was all going to end abruptly and he wanted to savor every penetration. He humped his mother like a wild animal.

Seraphina's wet neck and muscles straining, holding back moans, flashes of pleasure and pain coursed through the blood. Her son was proving to be a wonderful lover and husband.

"I'm about to... I'm almost." His pink head was ready to burst out. He sucked on her sweet milk, examining Seraphina's face. Her brown wet curls fell over her eyes, her face contorted with pleasure and hot girlish lust. They copulated like animals, their bodies touching with loud, sharp slaps, and not even her pregnancy could stop them.

Cedric traced the contours of Seraphina's face, absorbing every detail with a keen eye. He noted the curve of her nose, the arch of her bushy eyebrows, her plump lips and green deep eyes. Her high cheekbones and flowing hair captivated him. He wondered how much their child would resemble her--or him.

Her eyes opened with a knowing expression. Seraphina's orgasm subsided a little and she thought about something, it only lasted a couple seconds but Cedric guessed what she was thinking about.

She thought about the fact that she was impregnated by own son and that right now he was her husband, fucking her again. Brief flashes of realization and mild shock had raced through her mind since the wedding. But as time passed, those moments grew less frequent and their intensity faded.

"I...don't...care...akgghhh," Seraphina whispered, digging her nails into Cedric's head. "Not inside...our child should not be...part of this."

His body was engulfed in fire. Seraphina placed her palms on his cheeks, finally separating Cedric's head from her nipples. There was no more milk in her breasts, and all the contents were inside his stomach and mouth.

"You emptied me...Good boy... Ughhh... Do you like... Do you like fucking your Mommy?"

"I love it..." His face was red, hot, heartbeat's rapid, and breathing's heavy. "I can't wait to... ughhhhh... put more babies inside you, Mum..."

"You're so insatiable...I can't believe I raised such a hungry.... boy."

They shared an eager tender kiss as Cedric realized it was almost over.

"I can't wait to give you as many kids as you want..." she said, noticing the raggedness of his movement, and how his muscles clenched. She could see the pain etched across her son's face. "Let it flow."

"MUUUUUUMMMM!" His cock slipped out, and Cedric blasted hot cum directly onto her belly, her breasts, her neck. It burned him, fire filled his lungs, his whole body, his blood turned to thick ecstasy. "Akgghhhhhh, Muuum..." It was perfect. It was better than perfect. In those few moments, he had time to think that this was

natural

. That it couldn't be wrong.

Mother and son. There was something more hidden in this relationship, and only they had the courage to try and be in this cycle of fierce crazy pleasure and love. Their love was truly special.

"Yes... good boy." Seraphina was enjoying what was happening, grateful he listened and did it outside. Cedric trembled, aiming the jets at her face. He wanted to ruin her beauty, to stain her for some reason. Seraphina didn't move, not wanting to resist him, though she didn't like having the contents of his balls on her face.

And this was something new; he had never done this on her face. She licked her lips, licking up some of his cum.

"Mum..." He lay down for a second to take a breathe and suddenly fell asleep. Too tired and too empty.

He didn't wake up until late at night, feeling clean and refreshed. His mother was beside him, sleeping with her hand on his chest. She was only covered up to her pregnant belly, wearing a light white nightgown. Her face was clean, and she smelled like strawberries. A sweet sense of calm washed over him, feeling soft after an amazing lovemaking. Her boobs looked different, less tense but still just as large.

He kissed her plump lips and gently left the bed to not wake her up. There was a slight discomfort in his balls. It happened when he let out too much. And he let out too much every time he did it with his Mum.

Cedric stepped out onto the porch, enveloped by the warm night air filled with the soothing sound of crickets. The darkness was thick, with not a single star dotting the sky.

How drastically his life changed. It felt surreal that Seraphina had allowed all this to unfold, that she had entrusted him with the responsibility of being a father. She let him impregnate her.

It was impossible, but yet here he was, faced with the reality of it.

He lost track of time as dawn appeared on the horizon and someone's arms encircled his chest. He felt his mother's belly against his back.

"Why aren't you asleep, dear?" She covered him with the blanket she brought with her, which covered her naked body. Now they were both under the same warm blanket, her nipples touching his back.

"I wanted to think about us... About you and me, Mum... Does it bother you when I call you Mum?"

"Bother?" She bit his shoulder, leaving a teeth mark on his skin. "I'm your mother, why should it bother me? You wanted it, didn't you?"

She pulled the blanket away, it was warm, and held his face out toward the belly. "Look. Admire it. Your mother is pregnant. I'm pregnant with your child. And guess what?" She smirked. "Ever since I was young, I've dreamed of marrying the bravest and greatest ruler on this continent--no, in the entire world--and bearing an insane amount of children with him. I was stupid and thought it was Arik, but I now know that it's you. I'm certain every girl in the realm envies my position. I want to give you as many children as you want, but I guess the gist of your question. You are still a bit uncomfortable at the thought, right? I'm your mother." She hugged him, chest to chest, belly to belly, sharing the warmth of a hot maternal body.

"Men and women are created to make babies, to copulate and love each other. Please correct me if I'm mistaken, but you are a man, and I am a fertile woman. So what does the mere fact that you came out of me change? From the same place that my other children and yours, ours, will come from? The only difference is that I love you with a double love, as a mother and as a wife."

And she didn't give him a chance to say anything, starting a hot kiss right away. It was a confident kiss, its warmth coursing through their bodies.

It was a period, marking the eternity of their love and relationship.

Man and Woman. Mother and son. King and Queen. Cedric and Seraphina.

"Aaaahhh!" Her voice trembled.

"What? Is the baby moving again?"

"Yes, but... it's not like it usually does." She bent down, wrapping her arms around the stomach. "Aaaahhh..." The pain was relentless, and Seraphina nearly toppled over, crouching low. Cedric rushed to support her.

"Mum?"

"It's okay, it's okay... I... I think I know what it is. Get the healers right now."

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Cedric hadn't felt this anxious since the Eclipse. He stood there, gripping Seraphina's hand, his eyes darting anxiously out the windows. It was daytime. The moonlight wouldn't be able to help them.

"Oh gods, I think I remember now why I only had two children... I hate... this... Ackkkk..." Seraphina's grip tightened around his hand. "It's okay, Cedric... It's okay... Don't worry, dear." Seraphina lay in bed, her face flushed and damp with sweat, her breaths coming in short, sharp bursts

"You don't seem okay, Mum."

They both struggled to mask their anxiety, but their efforts were in vain.

"You were the most difficult child..." Seraphina rested her head on a large pillow, breathing heavily. "That's why I can give birth to this baby... without any problems..."

The labor felt endless. Childbirth was a chaotic thing to witness--too much blood, anguished moans, uncertainty, and excruciating pain.

Seraphina groaned, her body tensing with another wave of pain. "I can't... I can't do this..." she gasped. But the midwife was firm.

"You are stronger than you know, Your Majesty. Just one more push."

The room seemed to hold its breath. Sunlight filled the room; Cedric felt lightheaded from nervousness and lack of sleep. Seraphina bit down on her lip, summoning the last of her strength. Cedric squeezed her hand as she let out a final, guttural cry, her body arching as the pain peaked.

And then--silence.

The only sound was the crackling of the fire in the hearth, the flicker of shadows on the walls. Then, a new sound broke through the quiet--the high, thin wail of a newborn baby.

Cedric remained still, allowing the midwifes to do their work. He gazed out the window at the sunlight that bathed him and Seraphina... Was it a coincidence? Or did this light mean something?

"A girl."

"Girl?" Seraphina repeated with sweat dripping from her like she had just emerged from a hot spring. She collapsed back against the pillows, her chest rising and falling as she struggled to catch her breath. She looked so weak, exhausted, and thinner than the day before. Cedric brought her hand to his lips before turning to the child.

Nestled in a soft blanket lay a fragile body, its face a mottled reddish-purple, eyes peacefully closed. With a slow, reverent motion, Cedric cradled the tiny bundle in his arms.

"Aurora."

Seraphina's eyes met his, and despite the exhaustion, despite the pain, a smile bloomed on her lips. "Aurora."

Cedric noticed the greenish light in the girl's eyes. He kissed Seraphina's forehead gently, his heart full. "Aurora," he repeated, the moment settle over him. His family--his queen, his daughter--was finally complete.