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The Little Mermaid

Heir To The Throne: Awaiting

A/N: Here's the sequel chapter to Incest Is Best. Expect a lot of kink.

Melody awoke to the next day, rested from the night before with her parents, and greeted with a gracious sight: Her bare belly, wondrously swollen with her father's child. Nearly eight months ago, her mother and she had discovered that they were both pregnant by her father, Prince Eric. Ever since then, Melody had been surprised by much of her mother had told her would happen as her pregnancy was almost full term. She ate more, received new dresses that covered her distended belly, and was desired more by her father sexually, something that she found she needed, too.

As she got dressed in a blue dress that reached down to her knees, she vacated her room and went to her parents' room, finding it empty. She found a servant and asked if she knew where her parents went.

"Your mother said something about going to the cove with your father," she informed her; she and the other servants were well aware that Eric had fathered his daughter's unborn child at around the same time he fathered Ariel's second child, but were sworn to secrecy about it. "They should be back at around dinnertime."

But Melody didn't want to wait for them to come back. She slipped on her sandals and left the castle to go to the cove. Knowing what her mother had told her, she and her father were probably in the most secluded part of the cove where they could be alone.

-x-

"Aaah, aaah," panted Ariel as Eric continued to thrust into her from behind in the small pool, leaning on her palms.

Eric held onto her bottom, but then lowered to hold onto the sides of her swollen belly, feeling the baby kicking.

Ariel had once told him how Melody had done the same thing before she was born, that she was happy, able to tell what happiness her mother was feeling when with her father.

He stopped thrusting and rose up, sticking his left hand between her legs, into her…

"Aaah!" Ariel groaned as she achieved her fifth orgasm in the pool, soaking Eric's hand in her juices as well as her inner thighs.

"There you are!" They both turned and saw Melody from a distance; ever since three months ago, their daughter frequented the cove with them. "Did I miss anything?"

Spent from her orgasm, Ariel waded over to where she left her yellow maternity dress and placed it back on.

"You didn't miss much," she told her daughter, patting her belly and then laying down.

Melody stripped and got into the pool. She went over to her father and kissed him while he placed his hands on her belly. Then, felt him slowly press into her.

"Mmm," she moaned in his mouth, and he picked her up, carrying her over to a small spot in the pool where Ariel had sat.

He cupped her left breast and began thrusting into her, never breaking the kiss.

Ariel watched through half-opened eyes as her husband made love to their daughter in the pool. She watched as Eric laid Melody onto her back so that he had more stability and Melody held onto her belly, likely reacting to her baby kicking inside her. As she placed her hands on her own belly, she pondered at their future together. She was told that having your first child was often painful, but by the time you have your second child, it was supposed to be easier. But that made her worry for Melody, who was having her first child, who would also be her half-sibling since Eric was the father…and her grandchild and stepchild.

And then, there was her husband having three heirs instead of one or two. While it was often suggested by Eric's parents that boys were desired, Eric was willing to accept daughters, but there were times where it seemed that he longed for sons over daughters. Ariel was hoping that her next child would be a boy. Melody's, too.

"I love you, Daddy!" Melody cried out, having her orgasm as her father panted and released into her womb.

For the next hour, Melody had gone through eight orgasms with her father. And engaged in a give and receive act with her mother when she was rested and stripped again, while her father watched them.

-x-

Later that night after dinner, after her bath, Melody laid in her bed. She wished her parents a good night, but she didn't sleep well herself. The night seemed to be eternal outside her bedroom windows. She threw her blanket off on account of the heat, but then undid the bottom of her button-up nightingale, exposing her belly to the cool air.

"Ooph!" She gasped, putting her hands on her belly.

Her baby was acting up again, more so than the baby her mother was carrying, according to her. Soon, they would be born, and she would be a mother and big sister. She raised her hands to her exposed breasts, which had swelled up in her sixth month, and were closed to bursting with milk. They were so sore and tender.

"Ohh," she groaned, feeling as though the slightest touch would cause them to skirt out her milk.

Suddenly, the door to her room opened and someone came inside.

"Melody?" She heard her mother's voice, and turned to face her.

Ariel was dressed just as indecent as her daughter was right now, with her green nightingale open at the bottom, leading up to her swollen belly and breasts.

"Yes, Mother?" She greeted her.

"I need your help with something, dear," her mother told her. "Could you come with me?"

Melody got out of the bed, covering her breasts, and followed her mother down the hall.

None of the servants were around, likely asleep for the remainder of the night. This gave the pregnant pair their privacy as Ariel led her daughter to their private room. When she closed the door, she approached her daughter and removed her nightingale, cupping her breasts.

"Mother?!" She gasped, feeling her grip on her bosom tighten. "Ugh!"

"Your pregnancy's made your breasts so big," Ariel told her, setting her onto the bed. "They're just throbbing to skirt, aren't they?"

She couldn't respond yet, as she felt pained by the squeezing of her breasts. They were so sore and they hurt.

"Mine hurt, too, Melody," her mother revealed. "They need to skirt. Grab them."

The daughter reached up and cupped her breasts, feeling like she was holding mounds of wet sand in her palms.

"Aaugh," Ariel groaned, feeling like she could've burst right there and then. "Harder."

Melody obliged and rubbed her mother's breasts as best as she could. She felt her mother tightening her grip on her breasts, but nothing happened just yet. It was like she was close to relief, but there was an obstacle in her way that kept her from achieving her goal. She felt her mother's belly press up against hers, even feeling her little brother or sister acting up with her baby inside hers.

"Aah, aah," Melody gasped, feeling like she was close to having an orgasm.

Squirt! Her face was doused in her mother's milk, finally leaking from her swollen breasts.

"Gah!" Ariel gasped, and felt more than her own milk flowing down her belly.

She looked down and saw Melody's breasts had finally squirted milk. Then she backed away and fell onto the bed.

"I was in so much pain, Melody," she told her, feeling better now that her breasts were milking. "Thank you."

"Thank you, Mother," Melody sighed, no longer feeling so tender in her chest.

Ariel then raised her hands onto her daughter's belly and moved the right hand lower.

"Aah," she heard Melody moan as she stuck her fingers into her.

"Do you want me to stop?" She asked her.

"No," she answered, and raised her right hand to her underbelly. "More."

-x-

Eric awoke and found himself alone in his and Ariel's bedroom. He got up and looked for her. First, he tried Melody's room to ask if his daughter had seen her, but found it empty, too. So, he tried the kitchen and then the palace garden. Then, he suspected that they were in the one place he knew to find them.

It would be a nightmare if he thought someone had come into the castle in the dead of the night and kidnapped his wife and daughter, who were in a delicate and vulnerable state. Mainly because his wife was carrying one of his newest heirs and his daughter was carrying the other, and there would be people with cruel intentions that would've tried to do anything to put an end to the kingdom, which would've included harming his successors. Sometimes, he wondered that, if he had to, that is, he would ensure that Ariel and Melody were kept safe by locking them in a cell where nobody could get to them. But he couldn't have that on his conscience; he would never take their freedom from them.

When he went to their private room, he sighed a breath of relief. They were there the whole time, but asleep in an indecent state. Although, if they were going to be in here, he wished he had joined them earlier.

To be continued…

A/N: I decided to split the sequel chapter inspired by the picture of Heir To The Throne by Col. Kink in two. The next chapter will include the birth.