It was roughly nine months later that Sassa lay prone on their bed propped up on pillows, reading a book - or trying to - while Bero snored softly beside her. He was sleeping on his stomach, with the blanket covering him only half way up his ass, leaving his strong back exposed. Sassa gave up trying to read as her eyes roamed over him for the umpteenth time that night; his beauty was irresistible, and she couldn't help but stroke his skin very softly. Bero grumbled something in his sleep, causing Sassa to chuckle softly and withdraw her hand.

She'd promised to let him get some sleep before the big event - it could only be as little as a few hours away. She put her book on the bedside table, and contented herself with feeling the baby's movements under her palm. Not long now, little sweetheart. She winced when the baby pushed his or her feet against her ribs, and she tried in vain to stretch herself to give the baby more room. Her squirming seemed to trigger another contraction, which was strong enough to indicate that her body was gearing up for full labour. Sassa relaxed herself and smiled, eager for labour to get underway. Unafraid, she bravely embraced the thought of the pain to come.

Once the contraction subsided, she occupied her mind with memories of Berodyn.

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Sassa and Bero exited the Temple of Mara, followed by the few people they allowed to attend. Sassa clutched her new husband's shirt tightly, feeling a surge of pride and happiness as the big Dunmer smiled that warm smile that was reserved for her alone. "I just wanna take you back to our room at the inn and fuck you senseless." he whispered against her ear, causing her knees to feel weak.

Suddenly, the glass of wine she'd been looking forward to didn't seem as enticing. "Gods, Bero...don't torture me like that. We have to humour our wedding guests at least for a little while." She admonished breathily. Bero harrumphed softly in agreement, and they all filed in to the Bee and Barb for drinkies.

Thankfully, the guests seemed to sense that the newlyweds were eager to get upstairs, given how the sexual tension between them was obvious for all to feel. After the last of the guests offered their good wishes, Bero slung his new wife over his shoulder with a laugh, further marring her dignity by slapping her rump in front of the patrons, amid roars of encouragement. He carried her easily up the stairs, while Sassa covered her red face in a mixture of joy and embarrassment.

Finally, the door was shut behind them, and Bero wasted no time in unwrapping his new wife. Or rather, tearing the wrapping off her. Sassa shrieked at him for tearing her lovely wedding dress, to which he'd reasoned she'd not be wearing it again, so why not rip it? Sassa laughed and divested him of his clothing.

"Sexy, sexy Sassa." He murmured against her skin as he traced his lips against her neck, guiding her to the bed. Sassa stroked his hair as he began to trail kisses down her now prone body, loving how each caress and each kiss sent warm shivers all over her body. Sassa smiled in anticipation when he spread open her legs, his red eyes intent on her already glistening sex. "Look at that..." He whispered reverently as he lowered his face.

Sassa gasped when he dragged his hot tongue upwards through her folds; it was the first time he'd done this to her, and it felt divine. Bero's hands were busy stroking every part of her that he could reach; stroking, caressing and massaging - finding erogenous zones that she didn't even know she had until he found them. He flicked his tongue expertly over her rapidly swelling nub, causing her legs to wobble involuntarily. He licked and sucked it until she was right on the verge, and then he pushed his long middle finger into her, taking her to the summit of her pleasure.

"Bero...oh, Bero!" She cried as she came, fisting his hair tightly to cause little sparks of pain in his scalp.

"That was quick, Sass." He teased, standing on his feet between her legs.

She was pleased to see that his cock was rock hard and standing to attention, and she took it in her hand. "Get on your back." She growled, giving it a gentle tug.

"Yes, ma'am." He threw himself eagerly onto the bed, making Sassa laugh at his uncharacteristically childish gesture. She straddled him, first leaning over to kiss him hungrily as she drew just his tip through her sopping wet folds. He tried to push into her by lifting his hips, but she was too fast. "Ah...what are you doing to me?" He groaned, throwing his head back onto the pillow.

"Just shut up." She teased, backing away until her mouth hovered over his dick. She looked up, feeling her building arousal jump up a few notches to see the erotic and needy expression on his face. Smiling, she gave the head of his cock a tentative lick, satisfied with the way his breath hitched. Slowly, she took him into her mouth as far as she could go without feeling discomfort. She'd only ever done this to one man before, and that had been her first boyfriend.

She massaged his cock with her tongue and sucked just a little as she slowly pulled her lips back upwards. She couldn't help the soft moan that escaped her throat when he exhaled with a loud groan, his hand now clutching her hair. Thus encouraged, she repeated the action, occasionally looking up to watch his sexy face. His grunting and sighing increased, and as her confidence grew, she picked up her pace. She included her hands, caressing his balls with one hand and massaging the base of his cock with the other. She loved the way he began to fuck her mouth just a little bit, until he abruptly pushed her off him.

"What's wrong?" She whimpered, confused.

"Oh Sassa, come here. Nothing is wrong at all! I just don't want to finish in your mouth...I want to make love with you. I want to be inside you," he said, pulling her onto the bed and manoeuvring them so that she was beneath him, "and I want to hold you close to my chest and feel your heart beating against mine." He entered her as he uttered that last word, eliciting a needy mewl from his wife.

Sassa raised her eyebrows at him; she'd never heard him say something romantic before. But she found she didn't have the heart to tease him about it - now was not the time. He was serious, and he meant what he said. "I love you, Berodyn Hlervu." She whispered meaningfully as she looked into his eyes.

"And I love you, Sassa Hlervu." He croaked, voice thick with emotion.

Sassa felt so full of him - not just physically, but in her heart. She knew without a doubt in her mind that he did love her, and on that night, the night of their wedding, he showed her just how much. True to his word he held her close, and they made slow and sensual love by the light of the candle.

Before the wedding, they'd taken a carriage from Solitude directly to Riften - Bero had been entirely serious when he'd said that by the time they next arrived in Whiterun they'd be married, and she'd be pregnant. They had stopped a couple of times on the way for a quick, needy fuck in the bushes much to the driver's horror - and this was the first opportunity to be intimate since.

Sassa felt so swollen and wet down there; she was positively throbbing. "Go faster." She cried, pushing her hips up. Gods, she needed more friction before she went crazy! Thankfully, he didn't argue. He gave her a lusty grin as he propped himself up by his hands, unconsciously licking his lips as he began a hard, fast pace. Sassa's eyes rolled upwards in bliss as he hit all the right spots again and again, his pelvic bone smashing into her hardened clitoris until she exploded. "Fuck! Yes!" She screamed, gripping the head board above her for support as he continued to slam into her. "Don't stop!" She didn't care that the other patrons would hear her very clearly through the wood panelling - let them! Let them hear how her husband pleased her! Bero's answering grunts of effort and pleasure brought forth another orgasm more powerful than the others, and she screamed his name while laughing.

"You crazy bird!" Bero gasped, laughing heartily as his cock jerked inside her. "Ah...fuck...gods...T-Talos..." His words came out haltingly and breathily as he collapsed on top of her, and they both laughed at his inability to string together a sentence.

As another contraction petered out, Sassa thought about the night that she had revealed her pregnancy to Bero. She'd begun to suspect she was with child when she missed her moon-time. A couple of weeks after that, she had started to feel very lethargic and lacklustre. She kept her suspicion to herself; if she were to lose the baby - as was likely to happen in this early stage - Bero would be very upset. So she endured the exhaustion and the feelings of nausea, until she missed another moon-time. She had been trying to find the right words to use, when Bero had brought up the subject himself.

"So...Sass, I notice you haven't been as active of late. Is everything alright?" Bero asked, holding both of her hands. Despite his concern for her, there was a glint of hope in his eyes. How could she refuse him now?

"As a matter of fact..." she grabbed his hand, and placed it over her uterus. "Mothers apparently do feel tired in their first few weeks of pregnancy." she said, grinning from ear to ear.

"Sweet Mara, Sassa!" Bero said, sweeping her off her feet to spin her around once. "Really? I'm really going to be a father?" Tears pricked his eyes for the first time that Sassa had seen, causing tears to spring from her own eyes. "Oh Sassa..." he crushed her in his arms, pressing his face into her neck. She heard him gulping as if to hold back a sob, and her heart swelled with love.

"Yes, my love. We are going to be a family." she whispered, stroking his back.

"How far along?"

"Oh...perhaps about ten weeks?"

"Amazing. Just amazing! I'm so happy!" he cried, rocking her from side to side.

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A wave of exhaustion washed over her as she watched Bero sleep, and the pull of sleep for her was also too much to resist. She wriggled down carefully onto her side, and flung away the extra pillows except one, which she shoved between her knees to help ease the pain in her hips. Once again, the wriggling brought forth another contraction. She breathed deeply through it, rubbing her warm hands over her tight belly. As soon as the contraction subsided, she drifted into sleep.

The morning sun was shining through the cracks when Bero woke up with a start. Sassa was on her side, propped up on one elbow with her back to him. Her legs were hanging over the edge of the bed; she looked as though she was midway to standing up when her pain began. "Sassa!" Bero croaked sleepily, immediately folding his arms around her to support her. "Shh...I'm here..."

He lifted a hand to smooth the sweat-soaked hair away from her face, feeling a stab of guilt that he had slept through the pain she'd obviously been enduring. "It won't be long now, love." she whispered, once the wave ebbed. "The contractions are coming about three minutes apart now."

"Oh Talos, oh Mara! I'm going to run down stairs and yell across to Adrienne, she will go and fetch Danica." Sassa didn't respond; and Bero knew instinctively that another contraction was coming. He rocked her gently as her eyebrows knotted in concentration, her face going slack as she focused on her breathing. He waited until it passed, and then he quickly pulled on his pants and ran down stairs.

Sassa chuckled when she heard his desperate hollering, and Adrienne's excited responses as she took off up the street. Bero then went into the kitchen to fetch a tub of water and some cloth, and a tray laden with bread and dried fruits. He made a couple of trips up the stairs with the items and immediately took to fussing over her, much to her amusement.

Danica arrived within a few minutes; luckily she was able to leave Acolyte Jenssen in charge. Danica let herself in, knowing that the expectant couple were upstairs. No pleasantries were exchanged, and no concessions were made for Sassa's privacy. It was immediately clear to the priestess that Sassa was very close to pushing stage. "Get her on her knees against the bed so she can lean on it. It is a good way to help the baby descend."

Bero nodded obediently and helped Sassa get into position. Sassa was beyond talking now; she was focused solely on her body, and in between contractions she was subdued and glassy-eyed. Danica, by some mystery unknown to Bero, could tell by looking at Sassa how far along she was. To be sure, she asked Sassa if she could check inside, and received a barely perceptible nod in response. Bero's heart thumped wildly in his chest - the atmosphere had suddenly gone from light-hearted and joyful to one of tense anticipation as the culmination of Sassa's labour approached.

Danica withdrew her fingers, and nodded once to Bero. "Your body has opened up enough now, Sassa. When you feel a contraction, push!"

For the next forty minutes, Sassa pushed through her contractions. Slowly, painstakingly slow, the baby descended into a new world, until finally, the slippery and pink little bundle slid into Bero's waiting hands. Sassa was sobbing with the pain and emotion that only a mother could know as Bero placed the baby into her arms. He then picked up his new family in his arms and lifted them onto the bed. "What is the gender?" Sassa whimpered, her voice heavy with exhaustion.

Danica gently moved the baby's thigh, and replied with a smile that it was a boy. "Congratulations to you both. He looks healthy, and his lungs are working well!" Danica laughed, as the little bloke began to cry with indignation; he was no longer in his warm, dark haven. Danica moved to the landing to give the new family some privacy, and took it upon herself to prepare some fresh water and clothing while they got acquainted.

"He's beautiful, Sassa." Bero whispered against her cheek.

"Half Dunmer, half Nord. We always used to joke that he'd be a weird-looking baby, but he's pretty cute!" Sassa laughed, stroking his chubby little cheek. Just then, the little man opened his eyes for a brief moment, to reveal eyes that were dark blue. His ears, however, were Elven ears. Apart from that, he had the features of a typical Nord.

His name wouldn't be decided until a few days later; his parents couldn't make up their minds whether they wanted a Nord or a Dunmer name, or something else entirely. They were better prepared, however, for the next seven babies that came after. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Well - there it is, the final chapter. I hope it was satisfactory and that the whole labour and birth thing wasn't too much (I rather love the subject of childbirth). Please feel free to leave me a review and whether you'd like to see some other stories in the future, involving Sassa and Berodyn! :)