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sliding it free of its loops. Kneeling down in front of
Zhenya, he placed it in her hands, his gaze steady. "We're warm and
comfortable here. Eventually the emergency crews will get to us. If not?
Between the five us, we'll deliver your baby if it comes to that." He held
the belt between their hands. "The only thing you need to worry about is
having a beautiful little baby. Not about traipsing through the wind, freezing
ice/sleet crap and darkness. I'd die if another woman died on my watch, Zhenya.
Stay with us, with me...where it's safe."
    Glancing around the room, she saw her friends, no her family's
worried expressions. "Like I'd make it past you three big bad Doms , even if I did manage to give Nisey and Kalinda the slip." She lifted a hand and
gently brushed his cheek, ignoring the way he shied away from her touch.
"I'll stay, as long as you’re the one to deliver Sophie, if it comes down
to that."
    He nodded solemnly. "Of course."

 

 
 
    Chapter
Three
    “I see the head, you’re doing good, louloúdi mou .” Wiping his forearm across his brow, Gabriel ignored
the stiff muscles in his lower back. He’d been doubled over for too long
obviously, and Lord knew he wasn’t getting any younger, but if Zhenya could
bear the agony of childbirth without screaming the house down, well then he
could deal with a few stiff muscles. Kneeling between her elevated legs as she
lay on top of the sturdy banquet table, he only had to glance down between her
thighs to realize he was vastly unqualified to deliver her baby. The mess
between her thighs was something a lesser man would’ve been unable to stomach.
    “Good…now you need to get ready for a spray of fluids, Gabriel,
as the head breaches the canal. It’s normal. Do you have the clean towels at
hand? Because once this happens, the rest of the body should come quickly.”
Randi, the OB nurse who spoke over the speaker function on Caelan’s cell, had been a godsend. Working in conjunction with the police department and
the hospital, she’d been the person they had connected him to when Zhenya had
gone from just being merely uncomfortable to having contractions every five
minutes in less than half an hour after her water had broken. Long labor, my ass.
    Then to complicate matters, the downed traffic lights which had
caused the road blockage on the east side of his restaurant had been compounded
by a huge traffic accident on the west side. So in essence Pínaka ti̱s Mi̱téras was blocked off on both ends with the weather getting worse by the minute
as the freezing rain turned into ice. So it was either deliver the baby himself
or tie Zhenya’s legs together until help could come. He had a feeling the
latter would’ve gotten him decked if he even suggested it, let alone tried it.
Placing a hand on her distended stomach, he tried to comfort her as a whimper
escaped her. “You’re doing a great job. It’ll be over soon, Zhenya.
    “God…I hope so…I’m so ready for this…to be…over...” Panting
between contractions, Zhenya clung to Kalinda’s hand
who stood on her right and Nisey’s who stood on the left.
The two women had been amazing in keeping her calm and focused.
    “So am I. Now on the next contraction you need to give me a good
push.” He repeated the mantra he’d been saying for the past twenty minutes. As
a Dom, he didn’t do true pain, so this was nothing more than outside his
comfort zone. Now on the other hand, Zhenya tied open as he ran an ice cube or
better yet dripped candle wax over her inner thighs…well that was another story
all together. As she groaned, he jerked back. This wasn’t the time to entertain
those types of thoughts. For fuck sakes, she was giving birth and he’d packed
his heart away.
    “ Ahhh …” Gripping the girls’ hands
Zhenya strained forward, while being supported by Caelan who was kneeling behind her, bracketing her body with his splayed thighs.
    “Good girl…” Gabriel murmured, just before he got