The contractions had started early in the evening, Vandella knew this baby was in a hurry, it had been such a different pregnancy, but that was true probably of all her pregnancies, there had been so many. This one though had been shorter, and this baby girl was not waiting for anyone, she was being born this night, 20th March, she was ready. The day was also the witch sabbat of Ostara, spring was finally here, and this meant it was also a very special day for new beginnings. One of the most wonderful things of being a succubus is the fertility of this satanic species, pregnancies can happen even if the demoness is still pregnant, and this in Vandella’s case was very true, it had happened many times.
Looking up from her bed she watched the servants gather around her, such a damn panic, but she knew they all wanted their Mistress to be comfortable and well taken care of. She smiled now to her husband as he came through the door, ushering all those servants out, he had never looked more handsome as he did in that very moment, his dominance always making her want him, need him, and devour him all at once.
“Its time my love, your little girl is ready”…
Moving from the bed she took his hand, leaning over his body, kissing his lips, her growls filling the room as another contraction hit, the baby moving through the birth canal fast. She held onto him till it finished then walked back to the bed, hand in his, laying back over the black silk sheets, the doctor then walking into the room, taking control of the situation as she felt the first pushing sensation. With the doctors instructions she sat up, pushing hard, then felt the slippery sensation of her baby girl escaping her body, a dark guttural scream filling the room, looking now to Solomon, watching him, taking in his calmness and squeezing the fuck out of his hand.
The doctor quickly caught the baby, turning back to see one of the nurses now appear before him, taking the scalpel, offering it to Solomon now to cut the umbilical cord. As he cut the cord he looked back to Vandella, smiling softly, then took his baby in his hands, the nurse moving to wrap a blanket around her. “She is beautiful, our little Ember Mae”. Vandella nodded to him, . Her eyes held Solomon’s then turned to the little girl in his hands, feeling instantly that mother love, unconditional and everlasting. “That she is, perfect little spawn of ours”. Moving out her hands she took Ember now from Solomon, letting the baby girl suckle from her breast, then leaning to Solomon to kiss his lips once more.
Slowly now walking into the room was the High Priest and Priestess, saying their satanic prayers, then moving closer to anoint Ember in unholy oil. “Ave Santanas”. Nodding to both Solomon and Vandella they made their way to the back of the room, finishing off their prayers.
Vandella turned her eyes to her baby girl, “Welcome to this mortal world my little darling Princess Ember Mae La Mara”. She lent down then to kiss the girls forehead, saying her own satanic prayer, and also calling to her mother and father to come see their new grandchild.