The Locket of Love  Chapter. 13 part 5 of 5

The Locket of Love
Chapter. 13 part 5 of 5

“I agonized for many centuries over how exactly I could help solidify your journey towards God, as your mother wanted. Finally, I realized that I was overthinking the entire problem; the easiest way to bring you closer to God was to show you how close to Him your mother was. Though the choice of this journey is always yours and no one else’s, I knew that seeing her sacrifice and unconditional love for you would be exactly what you needed. Am I correct?”

“Of course!” Melody answered. “Truthfully… Mike and I have always disagreed on matters of death. I can essentially grant him eternal life, yet he has never wanted me to do so, saying that death is only the beginning of the next life. I think I finally understand what he means,” she said, gazing lovingly at her husband. “I want nothing more than to fulfill my mother’s wish so that I can see her again, someday. If that means accepting that death is nothing to be afraid of, then I’ll be ready to take that plunge when our time comes.”

“I believe you,” Selena said. “I have done all I can in fulfilling Maya’s dying wish. The future now belongs to the two of you. If you continue along the path you have chosen, I have no doubt that you will see her again.”

“Selena, thank you for everything,” Mike said.

“We will never forget you,” Melody agreed.

Starting to glow with ethereal light, Selena said, “We will never see each other again, but I know my existence has been made whole because of you, Melody. Even if I never grant another wish in my life, I will still know that I have done something of meaning. If God does have a purpose for me, I hope that I have achieved it. Thank you, my friends. Goodbye.”

With a blinding flash of light, she was gone. Once again, Mike and Melody were alone. They sat in silence for a long time, completely in awe of everything they had learned and witnessed.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Melody drew Mike close and kissed him tenderly, pouring all the love she had for him into their kiss. As they finally parted, she gazed into his blue eyes and whispered, “Mike… I want to be a mother. I want to show our child the love and selflessness that my mother showed me. Please… impregnate me. Make me the mother of your child.”

Mike said nothing but smiled and kissed her deeply. He had wanted to start a family with her for some time now but was waiting to marry her first. Pushing her back on the bed gently, he untied her satin robe. He moved his hand up the inside of her thigh, causing her breathing to deepen, until he finally arrived at her pussy, caressing her outer lips as she gasped in pleasure. Kissing her deeply, he slipped a finger inside of her as she moaned into his mouth, throwing her arms tightly around his neck. After fingering her for several minutes, her arms traveled southward, slipping his shorts off of him and onto the floor.

“I’m ready, Mike,” she whispered.

Moving into position on top of her, he slowly pushed his cock into her tight, slick tunnel. “I love you,” he whispered.

As he began to thrust into her, enjoying every inch of her wonderful pussy, the couple said nothing. They simply savored the moment by enjoying every touch, moan, and look of love. Mike’s heartbeat increased, pounding in his chest, as he thought about what they were about to do, and how their lives would change going forward.

“Melody, if we do this… I don’t want any magic involved,” he said. “I want you to experience everything you would during any normal pregnancy. I want to enjoy our anticipation leading up to your giving birth. Is that… ok?”

Smiling, she kissed him lovingly, saying, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Feeling his climax fast approaching, Mike locked onto her beautiful emerald eyes, drinking her in. “I wish for you to have our child. I wish to impregnate you… right here… right now.”

Tingle. Flash.

Nothing more needed to be said. As Mike increased the ferocity of his thrusts, Melody continued to lock eyes with her husband, softly running her fingers across his cheek in love and adoration. Her pussy began to clench around his cock, fully anticipating his orgasm, which finally pushed him over the edge. The newlyweds wordlessly climaxed together, as Mike filled her womb with his seed. Panting and breathing heavily, the couple lay in each other’s arms for what seemed like years, wanting nothing more than the warmth of their touch.

“I love you, Melody,” Mike finally whispered.

Smiling, she kissed him softly on the forehead and replied, “I love you, Mike.”

In the months that followed, the Braxton’s fully enjoyed Melody’s pregnancy. She developed quite the craving for peanut butter and corndogs, resulting in a few late-night trips to the store for Mike. Through it all, they savored every moment of their child growing in Melody’s womb. After a few ultrasounds, it was revealed that they would be having a son and that he was easily the healthiest growing baby their nurse and doctor had ever seen.

Jane and Brad were particularly excited about being future grandparents. Mike knew full well that Jane would spoil their son rotten, but it was her prerogative. “After all,” Jane would say, “parents often have to say no, but grandparents get to say yes.” After several ideas from their son and daughter-in-law, Jane and Brad eventually decided that they wanted to be called “Nana” and “Pop.”

As Melody neared birth, Jane and Darcy worked to give her one of the best baby showers imaginable. Since Mike and Melody were the first of their group of friends to become pregnant, most of their baby clothes, toys, and supplies were bought brand new, though Melody promised to share as the rest of their friends started families of their own. By far her favorite gift was an Auburn Tigers onesie from Jane and Brad.

One morning, in the eighth month of her pregnancy, Melody was relaxing on the sofa of their apartment, thumbing through her Bible. She asked, “Mike, have you decided on what name you think would be best? I’m at a total loss.”

Chuckling, he replied, “I tried several name combinations, but there’s only one that just sounded… right.”

“And that would be?”

“Harry Isaiah Braxton.”

Her eyes lit up as she repeated the name in her mind. “I love it,” she finally replied. “It’s perfect. Your granddaddy and the man who helped deliver me to you.” With a satisfied chuckle, he sat on the couch next to her. “So, Mike, something I was wondering.”

“What’s that?”

“Should our son know about my true nature or not?”

“Hmm… good question,” Mike said quietly. After thinking for several minutes, he responded, “I don’t want our son to feel that he is different or not normal in any way. With that in mind, it may be best for him not to know, at least until he is old enough to fully understand why we kept it from him. Even then, we would want to ask ourselves if he would want us to tell him after all this time or not. Does that make sense?”

Smiling, she replied, “Completely. Our primary duties are to his growth and development, and our life circumstances should be separate from that. It shouldn’t matter that he is born of a human and a genie, as long as he is raised with the love, care, and discipline he needs.”

“Exactly. Plus, if he were to know that his mom has magical powers, it could turn into a constant battle to ward off his desire to have those powers used for him. That would defeat the whole purpose of raising him to believe that he is just like every child that he goes to school with.”

Pleased with themselves and how easily they had arrived at a decision on the matter, the pair spent the rest of the day finalizing preparations for their son’s bedroom.

One month later, the time came for Melody to give birth. Thanks to some creative wishing on Mike’s part, they encountered no traffic or red lights on their way to the hospital. As they arrived, Melody’s birth pains continued to increase, putting her in a flustered state that was completely foreign to her normally cool and confident personality. Still, Mike knew she would handle it all brilliantly, especially with his wish that nothing bad happen to her as a result of their child being born, which put her mind at ease greatly. As she stretched out on the bed in the hospital room, the nurse entered, asking what kind of painkillers she preferred for giving birth.

“None please, thank you. I’m… having natural childbirth,” came Melody’s reply. In truth, this was due to the fact that human medicines and anesthesia would have no effect on Melody, thus raising suspicion. Still, at Mike’s insistence, they wanted to have their baby in a hospital, primarily so the doctors could monitor the child and ensure that he was completely healthy.

As the nurse left the room momentarily, giving the couple some privacy, Mike held Melody’s hand tightly, asking, “You ready for this?”

“Yes, but… part of me is still scared. Not about the birth, but… what if I’m not as good a mother as mine was?”

Mike kissed her forehead tenderly, reassuring her. “You will be an amazing mother. And there’s no doubt in my mind that, if you did have to lay down your life for your child, you would do so in a heartbeat.”

“Thank you,” she said weakly, growing tired from her long labor. “Oh… oh shit! I think it’s the time!”

“Doctor! It’s the time!” Mike shouted to the hallway. Soon, Melody’s medical team swarmed the room, two nurses flanking her doctor as he assumed his delivery position.

“Oh yes, it’s looking good,” the doctor said. Mike loved the confident, almost cocky swagger he displayed; it was one of the most reassuring things he could imagine in a doctor. “The baby is crowning. Melody, in a moment, you’ll feel an incredible urge to push. Don’t fight it. Embrace it. Mike, you may well lose your arm in this process, but I bet you knew that coming into all of this.”

“Comes with the territory,” Mike replied with his smartass grin.

As Melody methodically breathed, following the doctor’s every instruction, the urge to push finally arrived in full force. “OH, GOD!!! AAAAAAHHHH!!!”

“That’s it Melody, great job. Now PUSH!” the doctor said.

With a final obscenity-filled spasm, Melody finally forced the baby out into the world, the sweet sounds of his crying filling the room. “It’s a boy,” the doctor said proudly. As his nurses quickly cleaned the child and wrapped him in a blanket, Mike and Melody hugged in celebration. Her hair was matted with sweat, but to Mike, she had never looked more beautiful in her life.

“And where’s your mommy,” the nurse cooed, handing the boy to Melody. “Seven pounds, five ounces, and perfectly healthy.”

Melody was speechless as she held their son in her arms. “Hi… my name’s Melody. You don’t know it yet, but… I love you. And I’m going to love you forever. So will this big guy here. He’s your daddy.”

Taking his son in his arms, Mike smiled as they locked eyes. “Blue eyes, just like his dad,” he mused. “At the risk of sounding like Will Smith, welcome to Earth.” The Independence Day reference elicited a chorus of laughs from the doctor and nurses.

They spent the next two days at the hospital so that the doctors could monitor the health and progress of Melody and Harry. As per Mike’s wish, they were both deemed to be in excellent health and were soon released to go home.

Life changed dramatically for Mike and Melody, but they met each new challenge head-on, e joyfully embracing their new parental duties True to form, Mike, focused on being a dad, not just a father, changing diapers, getting puked on, and raising his son with love and dedication. Melody, naturally, found that being a mom came very easily to her. She was always able to easily make Harry smile, and always had a fantastic intuition as to what he needed at any given moment. As Harry grew into his toddler years, he was quite energetic, eagerly exploring any new object or place he could, all under the watchful eyes of his parents, of course. Mike began to teach him right and wrong, while Melody always kept him happy and entertained, deftly redirecting his energy and attention anytime he grew restless. After achieving tenure in the ASO, Mike decided their newfound financial security warranted a larger home, and the family moved into a townhouse nearby, intending to live there for at least the next twenty years.

As Harry approached the age of four, Mike and Melody decided to add one more member to the family and gave birth to a girl, naming her Maya Lea Braxton. She was far more reserved than the more impulsive Harry, always taking in new situations and mentally processing them before diving in. Though the two had the standard squabbles expected between brother and sister, they grew extremely close the older they became, with Harry taking on a guardian role towards Maya, not unlike that of Mike towards Melody.

One afternoon, Mike and Melody had taken the kids to a park near their townhouse. As the pair climbed over the various jungle gyms scattered around the area, their parents marveled as Harry helped guide Maya over some of the larger, more frightening obstacles, finally showing her that she could make it over them, eliciting joyous squeals from Maya.

“Still wonder whether you’ll ever become as good a mother as yours was?” Mike asked, slipping his arm around Melody’s waist.

Giggling, she replied, “No, I guess not. They’re two pretty awesome kids, aren’t they?”

“Dad! We need one more to play Tag with us!” Harry yelled on cue.

“Be right there!” Mike replied.

“You are one hot dad…” Melody said lustfully.

“Well then… guess we’ll just have to slow time later for some… mommy-daddy time,” Mike replied with his signature grin.

Kissing him on the cheek, Melody whispered seductively, “It’s a date.” With a quick pat on the ass, he ran off to play with the kids.