Rakshasa Girlfriend: Manette Part Four (complete)

I’m so very excited that my sister is coming to visit me for a while. I’ve been lonesome as of late, since Manette has been away doing business for the kingdom, and I have been working alongside Mythri to get the university up and running. Not only that, but ever since Manette and I got married, I haven’t really had a chance to spend any time with my sister. I’ve kicked into high gear, eager to make the place look nice for her.

When I was little, Evelyn was the main breadwinner of the house. She would sometimes take jobs that would have her away for long periods of time, sometimes days, often weeks. A few times she was away for months. Every time she came home, I would always set to work baking for her. I would make her bread, cookies, cakes, whatever she wanted. I just wanted to take care of my big sister, since she was working so hard for Mom and me. 

Evelyn was my hero growing up. She was so strong and amazing, always working hard, always going above and beyond. I was just a scrawny little loser, and the most I could do in the home was cook and read, but Evelyn never made me feel bad about it. She always would tell me things that would lift my spirits and make me feel good. She’d say ‘You’re worth is more than what you think’, or, ‘You’re going to bigger places than I ever will. You have a future so bright we’ll need to shade our eyes!’ She always knew what to say.

Now, I was excited to share with her what I have been doing and all the work I’ve done for the Rakshasa Royal Court, not to mention all the things Manette and I have done. I wanted to show her how much she got right about me, and in a way, I am hoping to pay her back for all the hard work she has done through the years.

There is a knock at the door and I giddly race to answer. I throw it open and leap up into my sister’s strong arms.

“You’re finally here!” I gasp as I kiss her cheek.

“You’re still as cute as ever,” Evelyn grins.

I lead her inside and have her sit down. “Tea is almost ready, and I have those little jelly cookies you like.”

“Evie, you didn’t have to do all this,” Evelyn scoffs. She looks around, a soft smile on her face. “Where’s the wife?”

“She’s working. She should be home in a couple of days,” I say as I dash back into the kitchen. I take a quick glance in the hall mirror, checking my silhouette and seeing whether I have hidden my surprise with the apron well enough.

“How long have you been by yourself?” Evelyn seems alarmed.

“I’ve been at the royal palace a lot!” I call out to her as I heft the tray of tea and cookies. “I’ve stayed there a lot. I basically have my own quarters there.”

“I’m still amazed,” Evelyn beams as I set the tray down. “You actually work with one of the most powerful royal families in all the empire.” She stares up at me, a dreamy look in her eyes. “It’s more than I ever hoped for you.”

I start to sniffle and I pull my apron up to wipe at my eyes. “Evelyn! You’re making me cry!”

“Evie!” she erupts loudly. “What the hell is that?”

I look down, seeing the swell of my belly under my skirt. “Oh.” I place my palm over the precious bump. “This?”

“Yes, that!” Evelyn suddenly glares. “You haven’t done something untoward, have you? Mama and I raised you better than that-”

“No! No!” I gasp, raising my hands. “Queen Mythri helped me. I didn’t do anything untoward at all! Manette and I have been wanting this.”

Evelyn gasps, cupping her hand over her mouth. “Oh Evie, I’m so-”

“Oh, no,” I start to chuckle. “I wanted to surprise you! Right now Mythri is the only one who knows and I’ve been dying to tell someone. Manette has been gone since I found out and I wanted to test out a way to surprise her.”

“Well, it worked!” Evelyn jumps out of her chair and hugs me. “I can’t believe it.” She places her hand over the bump. “You’re really going to be a mom!”

I smile happily. “It’s not been long, I only just started to show. So it’s probably going to be a big baby,” I giggle. I press my hand over hers on my belly. “You’re going to be such an amazing aunt, Evelyn.”

Evelyn’s smile melts away, and her expression becomes serious and sharp. “Once you have this baby, Manette will be here, right?”

I nod. “She’s already made plans for when that happens. She’s set aside some work at the palace, and her first mate will take over until she’s ready to return.”

“Good,” Evelyn sighs with relief. “If she was going to keep going on that boat, I was going to have to have words with her.”

“Manette would never do that,” I assure her. “She’s been such a loving wife, and she’s going to be an even better mother.”

“Yeah, well,” Evelyn grumps, “she better be.”

I giggle and urge her back into her chair. “Sit down, please, I made these snacks just for you.” I start pouring her a cup of rich Rakshasa cinnamon tea.

“You didn’t have to do this, Evie,” Evelyn huffs. “I was just as excited to see you! You could have laid down a potato sack for me and I would have been happy.”

“No!” I bleat. A huge smile crosses her face. “Don’t tease me like that!” I fuss. “You tease me, you tease us!” I place my hand over the baby bump.

Evelyn throws her head back, cackling. “I would never tease my future niece or nephew. Hell, possibly both.”

I furrow my brow. “What do you mean both?”

“You work up there with Mythri right?” Evelyn says. “She has twins. Your womb may have caught ideas from that.”

I think about the young princes, who are both in their late teens. Himank is gorgeous but a handful, and Dhaval is such a lovely young man but timid. “It wouldn’t be so bad,” I huff. 

“Speaking of twins,” Evelyn chuckles. “I have a job coming up soon in the Polar.” She takes her tea, sipping it before adding a drop of honey.

“The Polar?” I scowl. “But you hate the cold.”

Evelyn shrugs. “I’ve been considering whether I should take it or not. But now, after hearing this news, I’m thinking I really should.”

“Well,” I murmur, growing concerned. “What’s the job?” If Evelyn is on the fence about the job offer, it means it is something really big, something very dangerous. 

Evelyn sighs, taking a cookie and dunking it into her tea. “It’s from the royal family, actually,” she says, starting out slow to ease me in. “The Czar sent me a message specifically, just because of your recommendation to Mythri. The Czar greatly trusts Mythri, you know?”

“You’re hiding something, Evelyn,” I grumble.

Evelyn points a finger at me. “Don’t give me that scrunched-up little badger face,” she fusses.

“You always do this when you take something dangerous on! Remember the giant boars? You said you were going to a pig farm!” I snap at her.

“Technically,” Evelyn scrunches up her face.

“And what about that rogue band of Orcs?” I snap at her. “The ones that were hunting down the Kobolds?”

“I said there were a couple,” Evelyn grumbles guiltily.

“There were twenty, and you were with a mercenary group of five!” I continue to scold her. 

“Pike counts as like, ten people,” Evelyn scoffs.

I give Evelyn a withering stare and she huffs, finally relenting. “There is a dragon in the Polar,” she finally grumbles. “It’s been destroying the Navy vessels that are trying to help an island between their coast and Reptilia.”

I stare her down, feeling a pit in my stomach that isn’t the baby. “And how many are you taking with you?”

Evelyn sips her tea.

“Evelyn!” I snap at her. “Please tell me you are not going out on this mission alone!” I yank the teacup from her hand.

Evelyn rolls her eyes. “I’ll have some of their soldiers with me. Gregori said that dragon will only take one combatant at a time. You don’t need to worry.” She reaches for the teacup and I pull out of her reach.

“This is a fucking dragon, Evelyn!”

Evelyn surges to her feet. “Hey, young lady, language!”

“I’m not letting you do this!” I snap at her. “You can’t go and fight a dragon on your own! The ones that still exist are too powerful!”

“I’ve been doing shit like this since you were still in diapers!” Evelyn barks at me. “I know what I can and can’t do. I didn’t want to take this job because I didn’t think it was worth the effort. But now I have to!”

“Have to?” I snap back. “No one is making you, Evelyn! Why do you think you have to now?”

“Because I  have to take care of you!” Evelyn snaps back at me. “You’re pregnant, Evie! You’re going to have a baby! And Manette doesn’t even know! How are you going to do this, Evie?”

I am shaken to my core. “I told you that Manette has planned for this! This isn’t your responsibility, Evelyn, this is mine and Manette’s! You don’t have to take this suicide mission because you think you have to take care of me! I can take care of myself!”

Evelyn goes quiet for a moment, the intensity lingering in her eyes. She presses her lips into a tight, firm line and leans away from me.

“Manette and I are doing just fine,” I huff at her. “You don’t have to take care of me anymore. I’m not a child.” I place my hands over my belly. “So please, don’t take this mission. I am begging you.”

Evelyn’s expression turns into a deep scowl. “And what are you going to do when Manette goes back out to sea?” she asks, her voice quiet and sharp.

“What?” I gasp.

“What if you’re stuck here, alone?” Evelyn points to the ground. “What if something happens to you or the baby while she’s away? What are you going to do?”

“Evelyn-” I try to stop her.

“What if she dies at sea? What then, Evie?” Evelyn berates me. “Have you planned for that all?”

Tears well up in my eyes, stinging painfully. “Stop it Evelyn, just stop it!” I cry out loud, tears spilling down my cheeks.

“No! Because I worry about you, and I am always going to worry about you,” Evelyn snaps at me. 

“That’s not your job!” I scream.

Evelyn and the world stand still. The whole room is quiet. Evelyn’s face is blank. She scoffs, shaking her head as she presses her fingertips to her temple. 

“I’m grown up now,” I whisper. “I’m not a child, I’m not a baby. I have a wife who is wonderful and she won’t just vanish.” I ball up my fists in my apron. “I am not your responsibility anymore, Evelyn. You have your own life and you can live it however you want.”

Evelyn lifts her eyes towards me. “Ungrateful,” she hisses. She turns on her heel, heading towards the door.

“Wait!” I cry out, chasing after her. “Where are you going? Evelyn!”

“I’m going to the Polar,” Evelyn growls as she storms outside. “I’m going to kill a dragon, because I want to!”

“Please Evelyn don’t do this!” I sob.

Evelyn comes back over to me. She kisses my forehead, then wipes away my tears. “The cookies were wonderful, as always,” she murmurs. She then claps her hand down on my shoulder. “Take care of yourself.” Then she walks away, down the path through the garden, and disappears into the horizon.

The next day there is a knock at the door, and for a moment I think it is Evelyn. I rush to answer it and find it already open. Manette has come home early.

“There’s my love,” she sighs as her body relaxes. “Come here.” She opens her arms wide for me. “I missed you so much.”

I run into her arms and hug her tight. Her kiss has been sorely missed, so I indulge in her lips. Her hands begin to wander, slipping up my skirt and cupping my ass.

“Manette,” I whimper as she bites my neck. “Wait a second.”

She makes quick work of my underwear, pushing it down so her paws touch my bare skin. “All I have been thinking about is you. How much I missed you. How much I needed you.” She moans into my ear. “I thought my sweet little wife would have missed me too.”

“Of course I did-” I gasp as her fingers find their way between my thighs. “Manette… oh, please-”

Manette growls, pushing me against the wall. “I love you.”

I loop my hands around her neck. “I love you too, but Manette… wait-” I lose my train of thought as she bites my neck again.

Manette picks me up, carrying me to the bedroom. As she opens up my dress she stops and finally sees what I have been trying to tell her. Her bright yellow eyes go wide, and her pupils become massive black circles.

I chuckle, sitting up and placing my hand on my belly. “Welcome home, Mommy.”

Manette stares at me, expression blank until the tears start to fall from her eyes. “Really?” she whimpers. “Really? Really?” She can’t seem to ask anything else.

I giggle and pull her close. “Yes! Really!”

Manette doubles over, laying her cheek against my belly as she hugs me. “You should have written me! I would have come home sooner!” She kisses my belly over and over.

“I wanted to surprise you.” I rub the top of her head as she snuggles the bump.

Manette then lifts her head, looking at me in awe. “Do you know what it is? How many? Will it be like you or me?”

I cup her hands in mine. “It’s only the first few months!” I laugh. “I do not know any of those things, only that there is a baby.”

Manette’s eyes well up with tears again. “A baby!” She wraps me in an embrace so warm and loving I feel as though I may lose myself in it. “I don’t know what to say! You’ve blessed me so much that I can barely breathe.” She looks into my eyes, brushing the curls away from my face, then kisses me, moaning softly. “My beautiful, sweet angel. How can I ever repay you for this?”

“You don’t need to repay me,” I murmur as I unbutton her clothes. I slip my fingers into her shirt, trailing them down her ribs. “Just love me.”

Manette’s lashes flutter. “Every drop of my blood is focused on that,” she whispers. She puts her hands around my waist, pulling me close so I am straddling her thigh. “Is it okay?” She whispers. “With the baby?”

I lick her lips. “Of course,” I giggle. “You started this, Manette.”

“I know,” she smirks wickedly. She holds my hips as I grind myself into her thigh. “But I just want to make sure.” She purrs into my ear. “You’re burning me. It feels so good.”

“I missed you so much,” I whimper as she dips her head down, kissing and licking my breasts.

“I’m going to have to share these soon,” she teases. She looks up at me. “I should play with them as much as possible.”

I feel my face burn hotter. “Manette!”

She pushes me down onto the bed and her fingers slip inside me. Manette sighs out loud, watching her fingers disappear inside my rosy lips. Her tongue juts out between her teeth as her eyes become focused.

I squeeze around her fingers, gasping softly as she leans down, biting and sucking on my nipple. She moans against me, her rough tongue lapping up my chest and neck until she kisses me again. 

“You’re so beautiful,” Manette moans. 

“So are you,” I whimper.

Manette giggles, kissing me again before she slips down between my thighs. Her whiskers tickle against my skin, and her tongue presses against my clit. I sigh out loud as her fingers move inside me. She kisses my slit and lips, her tongue lapping me up. She moans against me, and the vibrations trail up my spine all the way to the ends of my hair.

I cry out loud, gushing on her fingers as my whole body becomes light. I tense, my toes curling and my fingers digging into the sheets. Then I sink into the bed, my whole body steaming as Manette licks me clean. She moans softly as she kisses up my body, pressing extra kisses to my stomach.

“Come here,” I pull her close. I press against her chest and slip my hand down between her legs. She’s dripping wet, and her clit is pronounced.

“Mm,” Manette growls into my ear. “You don’t have to.”

“I need to.” I kiss her, then reach into the bedside drawer and take out our onyx phallus. I kiss her again as I spread open her thighs.

“It’s been a while,” Manette places a leg over my shoulder. 

I rub the tip of the onyx against her lips and then slowly ease it inside. I watch her stretch to take it and I dip down, kissing her clit as I rub my palm against her belly.

“Oh, gods,” Manette cries out.

I swirl my tongue around her clit as I move the onyx inside her. I watch her belly flutter with excitement, and the way the onyx spreads her lips. Her cum collects in a ring around the base, then begins to drip onto the bed.

“Does it feel good?” I moan. 

Manette mewls in response. Her fists are clutched to the headboard and her body flexes beautifully.

I eventually suction my lips around her, and her whole body jolts. It doesn’t take long, sucking her and pushing the onyx against her sensitive spot, to make her cum. Her thighs clamp around my head, and she shivers and jerks. As I pull the onyx out, I lick her clean as she did for me. She tastes sweet to me - a bit tart, but wonderful. 

Manette pulls me back up beside her, kissing me and wrapping the blanket around us.  She places her paw on my belly and smiles contentedly.

“I’m so happy, Evie,” she purrs. 

I snuggle up to her. I wish I could be just as happy, but I am worried for Evelyn. “I know,” I whisper. “I can’t wait.”