by Grace, Aria
“Nick…” Scotty breathes my name like it’s the most important word in the world to him. Lifting his arms, he loops them around my neck and pulls me closer. Our lips meet again, and this time, the kisses are slow and intimate. The need driving them isn’t pure and physical lust. It’s a desire to reach a deeper connection with one another.
“Now.” I lower the timber of my voice as I give him one last kiss. “I think it’s time.”
Scotty grins up at me as my hand slides along the inside of his thigh until I find the butt plug. The toy is completely covered in slick, and it takes me a moment to get a good grip on it.
“Be gentle with me,” he says with a mischievous grin on his face.
“Where’s the fun in that?” I wink, and with a gentle tug, the silicone plug comes free.
Scotty moans in protest at the loss inside him. “Please, give me your cock.”
“Roll on your side.” I tap his thigh to get him to move.
With that cute little lip out again, Scotty reluctantly rolls onto his side, so I can move into position behind him. Once I’m lying down on my side, I press my dick against his waiting asshole. Scotty presses back against me, moaning in ecstasy as my cock slides inside him.
“There we go. You like that?” I hold his hip then thrust into him. As soon as I’m fully seated inside him, I curl my arm around his body and hold him close.
“I like this.” Scotty leans back and cranes his neck so he can kiss me. “I like feeling your body against mine.”
“You’ll get a lot more opportunities, I swear.” I slowly thrust my hips forward, reveling in the warm tightness of my omega’s channel.
My heart pounds as I start us off slow and smooth. I want to let loose, but I don’t want this to end. I know we’ve sworn to spend the rest of our lives together, but the intimacy of our connection in this moment is more than it’s ever been before. I’m not in a hurry to move things along.
Still, lying there with my moaning, sexy omega wrapped in my arms makes it harder and harder to hold back my own desire. When Scotty starts bucking his hips back against my cock, I lose all pretense of self-control and my pace increases. Every thrust causes Scotty’s voice to climb an octave as he moans. His back arches against me, and he reaches an arm behind him to hold me. A shiver races down my spine as his fingers curl against my skin, claiming me just as intentionally as I’m claiming him.
Scotty thrusts his hips in rhythm with me. I go backward as he goes forward. I come forward as he goes back. Scotty’s thrusts meet mine, and my cock slides even deeper.
“I’m gonna come, Nick.” Scotty pants breathlessly. There’s sweat pouring off his skin and he’s clearly fatigued, but he’s not giving up. He wants this just as badly as I do.
“Do it, baby. Come for me.” I coax him. “I’m gonna knot you.” I can feel it already beginning to form at the base of my cock. The tight pressure in my balls is growing more intense with every second.
“Fuck, fuck…fuck…Nick.” A possessive growl escapes my throat when I hear Scotty moan an almost unintelligible string of curse words, laced with my name. He grows louder with every thrust, and soon, his words give way to my own grunts of primal pleasure.
“Here I come, Scotty. I’m giving you my knot.” The warning comes just seconds before I feel myself reaching the point of no return.
“Yes, Nick! Yes!” Scotty holds his body taut as come erupts from his dick and rockets across the bed.
Watching him come only intensifies the pleasure bubbling through me. My cock stretches slowly as I bury myself in his ass one last time. Come rushes out of my dick in spurts, causing my muscles to spasm slightly. I’m exhausted…but sated.
“That…was intense,” Scotty breathes out the words, his chest rising and falling in rapid succession. “It wasn’t…it was better than the last time we were together.”
“I agree.” I curl my arm around him and pull him close. Unable to keep my mouth off him, I kiss his neck gently and bury my nose in his hair. “I’ve wanted to hold you like this ever since I first laid eyes on you.”
“I’m so sorry.” Scotty’s voice sounds sad as he speaks. “I almost ruined this.”
“Hey, it’s okay.” I give him a little squeeze. “There’s no point in worrying about that anymore. We’re together now, and that’s what matters. Beating yourself up about stuff that’s already happened will just make you miserable.”
We lay in silence until my knot softens enough for me to pull free. However, even after that point, we don’t separate. I love the closeness between us and am in no hurry to lose it, even if just for a few moments.
And even though he hasn’t said much yet, I can tell Scotty feels content.
Finally.
“Nick…” Scotty breaks the silence just before I convince myself he’s fallen asleep. I’m not sure how much time has passed, but I’m pretty sure I dozed off for at least a few minutes.
“What is it, baby?” I ask him, blearily rubbing at my eyes.
Scotty slowly sits up and turns to face me. “There’s something important I need to tell you.”
56
Scotty
I shouldn’t have waited so long to say something to Nick. Now that I’ve finally gotten up the courage to broach the subject with him, I can’t help but feel like I should have mentioned this earlier. Before all the declarations of eternal love and stuff. I feel like I’ve unintentionally roped him into a relationship without giving him all the details.
I’m probably overreacting but knowing that doesn’t actually make me feel any better about it.
Sitting up on the edge of the bed, I take a few deep breaths as my feet dangle close to the floor. It’s a great way to avoid looking at Nick.
“Baby, Scotty, you’re worrying me. Is everything okay?” Nick seems to be jumping to the wrong conclusions about what I need to say. Not that I really blame him. With the way I’m acting, it would be easy to think I had dire news. Who knows…maybe this will be dire.
“Yeah…kinda,” I say as I look down at my feet. “The thing is, I found something out while I was away. I was on suppressants, so I didn’t think it would be an issue, but I guess they didn’t do the job. I must’ve cycled without realizing it. Maybe it was because of all the crazy lust stuff. I don’t know really. You’d think something as intense as going into heat would be hard to miss.” I laugh to try to lighten the tense mood, but it sounds hollow to me.
I can tell Nick picks up on it as well.
“Just, slow down.” Nick sits up beside me and places a hand on my knee. “Take your time and tell me what it is you’re trying to say.”
I’m grateful to him for his patience. I don’t think there are a lot of alphas who would put up with my harebrained nervousness. I take another deep breath and slowly exhale. When I finish, I force myself to meet Nick’s eyes. “I’m pregnant, Nick.”
He’s silent for a long moment. I can see him processing my words but his expression shifts a dozen times from confusion, to uncertainty, and then finally, to a broad smile.
“Scotty, that’s…that’s… You’re pregnant?” He laughs as he presses a hand to my belly. “I can’t believe it. You’re gonna be a father. I’m gonna be a father. We…we’re having a baby?” He tilts his head to the side and smiles lopsidedly. “I didn’t think…” Nick’s voice trails off as he meets my gaze again. “Are you okay? Do you want this?”
“I was worried…” I shrug and rest my hand on top of his. “I thought, maybe, you’d think I cheated on you. Or maybe you’d decide you didn’t want it. I was afraid you’d think I was trying to trap you into being with me. That maybe I did this on purpose.”
“Sweetheart, Scotty, my love, I could never think anything bad of you. I told you earlier I wanted to have kids with you. Why would I be upset about this?” He kisses me gently, sending me the reassurance and love I need from him right now. “I think you’re gonna be a wonderful father, and I’m looking forward to raising our children together.”
“Nick…” I squeeze his hand as my worry fades away. “Thank you. I…I’m so happy to hear you say that. I was so excited when I got the positive result on the pregnancy test, but then I got stuck in my own head. I kept second guessing myself, and that’s why I didn’t come to the farm this morning. I just didn’t know what I was going to do.”
“You don’t have to worry anymore, baby. We’re in this together. You’re my fated mate and this…” He gently cups my belly with both hands, meeting my gaze with love in his eyes. “This is our child.”
His words send a shiver down my spine. Throwing my arms around his neck, I finally relax and allow myself to laugh. A real laugh this time. The kind of deep, joyous sound I haven’t made in a long time.
Nick wants me as I am, flaws and all. And not only that, he wants our baby too.
As I sit back and look into his eyes again, I realize there was never any doubt about how he would react. He was always going to want our baby. He was always going to want me. The only one who was having any doubts about our future together was me.
“You’re a better alpha than I deserve,” I say before kissing him sweetly.
“No.” He takes both of my hands into his and looks me square in the eyes. “I’m exactly the alpha you deserve. Just like you’re the exact omega I deserve. We’re made for one another.”
“I think…if your offer is still open, I’d like to move in with you.” It’s difficult for me to get up the courage to say something like that, but as soon as the words are out of my mouth, I realize how silly they sound.
“You’re kidding, right? There’s no way you’re going back Omega House now. You promised to stay with me, right? You’ll be my omega, and I’ll be your alpha. We’re going to raise this kid together, aren’t we?” He chuckles softly as he pulls me back onto the bed. We lay together, cuddled in each other’s arms for a few seconds while we stare up at the ceiling.
“I always felt like this place was too big for me.” Nick gives my hand a little squeeze. “My parents wanted me to live here because it’s so close to the farm. I think my mom has always hoped I’d fill it with lots of grandkids. A month ago, I was about to set off on a surfing vacation with my best friends as a single alpha on the prowl. I had no omega. No plans for the future other than random hook ups with strangers while we were in Hawaii.” He scoffs at the idea and pulls me in a little closer. “Now, I’ve got an omega, who is not just any omega but my fated mate, a little one on the way, and a lot more interest in taking over the family business so I can provide for us.”
“You don’t have to do that.” I can’t tell if there’s a bit of resentment in his tone as I sit up slightly. “I can get a job. I don’t want you to work yourself to the bone.”
“Money isn’t an issue.” Nick kisses the tip of my nose to reassure me. “The tree farm does very well. I didn’t understand why my parents were so obsessed with it before, but I understand now. With careful management and a little bit of foresight, it’s the sort of investment that can provide for our family for generations. I wanna make sure it’s around long enough to provide our kids with a stable future.”
I smile as I lay my head on his chest and listen to the beating of his heart. “I’m really glad you’re the alpha I was fated to be with.”
“Me too.” He kisses the top of my head and sighs. “This might sound awful, but in a way, I’m glad we’ve gone through everything we have. I knew I wanted to be with you from the moment we met, but it wasn’t until we were apart that I realized just how deeply I needed you in my life.”
“I felt like I was going to die,” I whisper. Even now, admitting it brings a pain to my chest. “I kept hoping the hurt would go away. I needed the feeling to fade so I tried to stay away as long as possible. But it didn’t diminish in the least. I was so stupid to think it was better to go through that suffering than to keep using you.”
“I felt like someone had ripped my heart out through my chest and ground it into dust in front of me. It was the most awful pain I’ve ever experienced.” Nick lowers his lips to mine and offers me a gentle kiss. I want to keep it going but he pulls away before things get too heated. “I’m just glad it’s over. That we’re past it and together now.”
I wrap my arms around him tightly and kiss him again. “I don’t want to put either of us through that ever again.”
“Which is why you’re sleeping in my bed from now on.” Nick nips at my lower lip with a cheerful laugh.
“I think we may want to change the sheets first…and the blankets…” I glance back at the puddles of come and slick spread across the comforter. “Sex is…messy.”
“I don’t think I’d want it any other way.” Nick waggles his eyebrows as he slowly sits up and leans over me. “I love making messes with you.”
A deep wave of contentment rolls over me.
For the first time in a very long time, I don’t find myself worrying about the future or about what my alpha is really thinking. I know Nick’s thoughts. I know he loves me. I feel it. I feel loved, wanted, cherished.
It’s not a feeling I’m used to, but I’m glad to finally experience it.
“We can turn the room across the hall into a nursery,” Nick muses as he rises from the bed and moves toward the door. “It needs a little paint, but it should spruce up nicely. Plus, if we leave the door open, you should be able to hear the baby without a monitor. Though, it means we’ll have to be quiet if we don’t want to wake him up.”
“That’s a great idea.” I prop myself up on my elbow. “We’ve got a while yet before this little one is born, but I’m sure time will fly. Until then, we can be as loud as we want.” I grin at him mischievously.
“You’re incorrigible.” He tosses a towel to me as he returns to the bed. “What did I tell you about getting coal in your stocking?”
“I’m sure that ship has sailed,” I laugh as I glance around the room for a clock. “What time is it?”
“Looks like it’s five after midnight.” Nick pulls me into his arms once more. “Merry Christmas, Scotty.”
Indeed, it is. “Merry Christmas, Nick.”
57
Nick
“Hang on, baby. Just a little more.” I clutch Scotty’s hand through the contraction, trying to keep him focused on his breathing. Truth be told, I have no idea what I’m doing. I’m really just trying to stay out of the way and support my omega as much as possible.
This show is entirely his.
Doctors and nurses crowd around us from all sides. The beeping monitors are keeping track of his heart rate and the baby’s but every fluctuation in the constant sound makes me nervous.
Scotty grasps my hand in a death grip as another contraction seizes his body. He’s been in labor for nearly twelve hours now, and we’re finally in the home stretch. Just a little bit more, and the newest member of our family will be here.
It’s the middle of August, and our baby is right on time. Scotty’s water broke right in the middle of a big family barbecue at my parents’ house. My mom was thrilled and terrified and ecstatic all at the same time. As I expected, she’s been doting on him almost constantly since he entered our family. Right now, I imagine she’s out in the waiting room with my dad and everyone else from the picnic.
All the employees from the tree farm, especially the managers of the tree lots around town, have eagerly welcomed Scotty into our extended family. When they all announced they would be waiting and cheering us on, it was a little intimidating. But Scotty was quick to remind me that this is what family does.
We’re there for each other.
He’s never had much family to speak of, so the fact that there are so many people awaiting the birth of our baby means a lot to him. And I’d never take that away from him.
But, right now, they are all far, far in the back recesses of my mind.
The only thing I can focus on is my omega. I can’t even imagine what he’s going through right now, and I know my attempts to support him are falling short of a
ctually giving him any relief. I’ve never felt so useless in my life.
But this isn’t about me. Scotty, my fated omega, has spent the last nine months carrying our child. It’s awe inspiring to know this sacrifice is for me, and watching him push so hard to bring that life into this world is more than a little humbling.
“There’s the head,” the doctor announces.
My stomach does a flip flop as I glance between Scotty’s bent knees. The head. My baby’s head is almost out.
I’m going to be a father.
In just a few moments, my life will be changed forever.
“Okay, don’t push, Scotty. Just hang on…hang on…don’t push.” The doctor’s words are calm and measured but I can hear a hint of stress in them.
Scotty clutches my hand and grits his teeth, fighting back the instinct to push with everything he has.
“You’ve got this, baby.” My thumb brushes across his sweaty hand. “A few more seconds…”
“Don’t push yet…” The doctor is moving around but I’m focused on keeping my omega calm during these last tense moments.
I can’t see what’s happening, so I don’t know how close my baby is to being fully born. All I know is that my omega is in agony. I have to keep reminding myself that the doctor knows what he’s doing, and everything has gone perfectly so far.
As much as I want to be strong, I also feel like I’m about to be sick.
Then, it all comes to a head.
“Now, Scotty. Push, push, push. Push!”
With a primal roar, Scotty squeezes my hand tighter than he ever has before. Every muscle in his body is primed toward bringing this baby into the world.
