She tried to clean the mess, but shook her head and gave up, grabbing up Dante to nurse on her breast. "Sibella might be hungry, too." She took her in her other arm from him, and the baby girl latched almost immediately.

"Oww..." she said to the little girl. "You—have teeth!" She remarked as the little girl bit down on her nipple. "Do they normally come with teeth?" She asked, a brow cocked. She knew normal babies didn't come with teeth. At least, she'd never heard of that, but their babies weren't normal at all.

He couldn't even answer, taken aback by her beauty. She looked like some sort of matronly statue with a baby in each arm, both at her breasts, standing naked with the moonlight streaming through the guestroom window. It cascaded off her skin and created a glow around her. Then, as quickly as her moment with them had begun, it was interrupted by a knock at the door.

He hastily wrapped a dressing gown around his wife, which in reality disguised neither her nursing breasts nor the cum dripping down her thighs. "Just a second!" He shouted to the door. Running and putting his own clothes back on. Both of them had messy hair, which now that they needn't breath nor blush would be the giveaway of their lovemaking. That and... the smell.

He grinned back at her as he made his way to the door. "Yes, they can sometimes have teeth if they are born healthy. She needs to learn to be delicate like her father." If she could have blushed, she would have, but her marble cheeks remained the same.

He opened the door to the doctor, who looked at them both and, if Marcello was not mistaken, rolled his eyes. "I have just come for a quick check on the children." He stepped inside with all his equipment at the ready and smiled warmly at watching Natalia nurse them both.

She nodded, turning from the doctor for a moment to sit down on the bed in front of the wet spot so maybe he wouldn't notice. "They both seem to be doing well... except she bites..." she pointed to Sibella.

"They were both asleep until just a minute or two ago, and I thought they might be hungry. I think they're getting something. What would normally be done now?"

The doctor nodded, looking them over. "A wet nurse. Which they may still need. We have one that feeds them blood and one milk. The milk can be from any lactating female. The blood...is more carefully chosen. Needs to be someone young and virile and either willing or compelled. They're too small to drink blood that isn't fresh. Generally, we start with a finger prick and have them nurse that way. As they grow, it moves up, eventually being able to bite wrists or necks and drink as much as they need..."

Natalia was nodding. This was all still a new world to her, but she was trying to understand all of it. "Also, you two..." he said, looking from Natalia to the prince, "try to keep the bedroom antics to a minimum for at least a few days. She may have turned, but this body is still fresh. There may be certain kinks it has to work out after carrying these two..."

She looked down in her lap, wanting to blush but finding herself unable. "Sorry...it's just...we weren't really able to be intimate when—"

The doctor cut her off, waving. "Don't need specifics. Just. Be careful. It's very normal for females to get a hormonal rush after birthing and after turning. You're suddenly very attracted to your mate. Just... be careful. We don't know what is different in your case. We've never had a twin birth before or anyone turn in pregnancy. There's no telling what kinds of odd side effects it might leave..." she looked at her stomach that still looked a little pudgy but said nothing before looking back at him and smiling.

"Ok, I'll need to look over them, individually..." he said, reaching his arms out and taking Dante from her, who promptly screamed like a banshee.

Marcello's face contorted as the baby started crying. Quickly taking him back and rocking him until he calmed down. "Shhh. Shhh. My sweet little prince. Daddy's here, it's okay..." Slowly the boy quietened and became comfortable once more. The doctor still had his tape measure out and looked a tad frustrated.

"If you could please hold him out and then I can examine him? Although maybe I can skip the lungs." Marcello followed the orders, holding little Dante slightly away from his body. He seemed to stir up a bit as if he were close to crying when the doctor started measuring and leaning in to hear his heartbeat and breathing. Marcello had to bring him back close to his body once the doctor finished, before he could begin crying again.

"I will find us a blood nurse. I have a couple of people in mind. Perhaps not if they will be drained at the end... It will have to be temporary until they grow big enough." He knew of some maids or servants he could either compel or promise that he would turn them as a reward. They would be more than willing. They would be enthusiastic.

The doctor nodded, then turned to Sibella, who was still nursing happily away. He tentatively took her from Natalia, expecting a similar scream. Instead, he got small green eyes looking curiously up at him. "She's clearly a lot braver and confident than her little brother."

"She's a lot bigger too..." Natalia commented. "She looks full term. He... doesn't. Is he going to do alright? Do you think he will still thrive?" He'd done an amazing turnaround in a such a short time. She hoped that he would continue to improve. "He's... healthy. Just... small?" She asked hopefully.

His examination of Sibella was much faster as she neither wriggled as much nor screamed as much. "She's perfect in every way. He... is a little behind. But I'm hopeful. Only time will tell, truly, but we need to get them a blood nurse quickly. And a wet nurse. I'm just not expecting you to continue producing." He said, shaking his head. It honestly amazed him she had anything in her at all after being turned.

"I will find them a blood nurse. If you could please handle the wet nurse, I would appreciate it." The doctor nodded and begun packing his bags. Handing Sibella back to Natalia, the little angel reaching up to touch her mothers hair.

After the doctor left them both in peace, Marcello turned back to Natalia. "You hear that? He called us 'mates,'" he grinned at her. "That's a vampire term I should explain. Vampires rarely partner up, but if they do, its considered a temporary thing considering how long we live. To become a mate is to be dedicated for life. It's a crude term, but carries a lot of weight." It may not mean much to her, but to him it was like having a new title bestowed upon them. One to wear with pride and honour.

"And don't forget Nat, he said you'll feel very needing of your mate," he winked. "So I'll make sure you don't go too far with me, young lady." He was doing his best to embarrass her, but she just looked at him, frustrated.

"You won't be jealous will you Nat? If other women come into the picture to nurse our children? Not that the blood nurse has to be a woman! Just that... Well, that's what I associate with nursing." He could not tell if she would be comfortable or not. She seemed to love having them at her breast even if Sibella was a bit bitey.

She'd never heard the term, but if it made him happy, it made her happy. Then she narrowed her eyes at him as he toyed with her, but still laughed. "No... I won't be jealous. I mean, I would like to do it as long as I can, but they have to eat." She wished she could give them everything, but realistically, she knew that would not be the case.

"And I don't mind if the blood nurse is a woman or a man. I know you have a lot of maids around the castle who are dying for a shot at being turned..." she had to laugh that she chose 'dying' as the descriptor since, well, they would literally have to die for it to happen. "So I don't mind." It sort of felt like the least they could do for someone who willingly gave their blood up for some length of time, to reward them with the thing they were waiting for.

"I'll try not to be too jealous that my children have to suck on someone else's breasts...so long as you only suck on mine, deal?" She laughed, cuddling the little boy close to her. "And you, young sir, need to grow up big and strong. Alright? Your sister was a little greedy inside mommy and stole all your blood. But, you have all you want now. Alright?"

"I assure you, Natalia, that your breasts are the only ones I have eyes for. Not only because you are my wife, but because they are the most perfect pair, I have ever laid eyes on. I'd be happy to suck them until you are completely satisfied." He watched as his son pawed against her dressing gown, either wanting more milk or to just touch his mother.

"He will have to grow up big and strong. He will lead one day, passing on the bloodline through his own wife. Whom we can only hope is equally loving and willing to birth his child." It was a scary thought to look at the son that would one day be in his position. Hoping his wife birthed a son or simply lived to birth any child.

"But not for many, many moons, my love," Natalia cooed as she opened her gown for him once more to nuzzle against her breast. "For now, you simply have to grow. Be my precious little boy."

He paused, watching her. Just in her element, being a mother and a damn good one to have survived for her children. "I love you Natalia, I would move heaven and earth for you if you wished it."

"Well, I don't think moving either of those is necessary. Perhaps just moving over enough so that all of us can sit on the bed together." She kissed his cheek once more. "I love you, too. And I love them. I didn't think I could love anything or anyone as much as you, but just look at them. They're perfect." She kissed the tops of Dante's and Sibella's heads. "Our perfect family. Just the four of us."