My control slips; a low purr rumbles out before I can stop it.I can’t explain it, can’t explain why after twelve years ofbeing solely attracted to my mates, this little omega has stirred something in my heart and groin.
I’ve met plenty of attractive and beautiful people through the years, but I haven’t been attracted to any of them, not enough to have to actually fight my own urges.
“We’ll shower you with as much attention and affection as you want and need,” Alex answers, winking at Hudson when he glances in his direction.
Now it’s Hudson’s turn to blush. His cheek color has to match mine at this point.
Mason is composed. Alex is playful.
I’m the quiet one, better in court than in flirting – and I can only hope Hudson doesn’t mind taking the lead when the time comes.
CHAPTER 7
Hudson
First question answered exactly as I’d hoped – and pretty sure Alex’s mouth had already given me half my answers. I laugh and admit, “I probably should’ve written these down.”
My muscles relax a little when they chuckle along. They’re probably used to being peppered with questions if they’ve been trying to find someone to carry a child with them for twelve damn years.
“I’m tested regularly, though I always insist anyone I, um, play with wears protection. But I’ve never been tested for fertility.”
“We’re more than happy to pay for any and all testing. We’ve each had our sperm counts tested and as far as we can tell, there’s nothing glaring that would prevent us from impregnating you,” Mason says.
Even after an hour, their differences are clear – Mason all polished control, Desmond quiet and kind, Alex pure flirtation…and entirely too talented with his mouth.
My dick twitches and slick coats my special boxers even further. The second I walk through my apartment door I’m going to have to head straight for the shower.
“I think one of the biggest questions is, how long do you wish to try for a child?”
“As long as you’re willing,” Mason says without hesitation.
“You offered me a million dollars. I know you said you would pay as long as I’m willing to try, but…you can’t be serious.”
More like they can’t possibly have that much money. Sure, lawyers make a lot of money, but enough to pay millions of dollars for both my willingness to at least try to get pregnant along with living expenses whether I stay here or in my own apartment?
Oh, and a new car and personal security.
I can’t even comprehend the total all that would come to in the long run. I might like gifts and soft, pretty things, but I’m not exactly a gold digger.
“I wouldn’t feel right about bleeding your bank account if I couldn’t conceive after a few cycles,” I say.
“It can sometimes take a few tries,” Mason says with a slight shrug of his shoulders.
“Well, I have three, sometimes four, cycles a year. You don’t think a year is plenty long enough to determine whether my body will accept your…seed?” I wrinkle my nose. Why the hell did I sayseed, for fuck’s sake?
A surprised laugh leaves Alex’s mouth, but he tries – and fails – to cover it with a cough. He even keeps his hand over his mouth a few more seconds like he’s trying to cover his grin.
Instead of letting myself get all embarrassed, I smile back and shrug. “I couldn’t make my mouth say sperm, but seed doesn’t sound a whole lot better.”
When the hazel-eyed sex pot winks, I squirm. I can’t help it. I’m fighting my instincts so freaking hard being surrounded by these alphas. Every part of me wants to climb into Alex’s lap and cover myself in his scent. I want to nuzzle my nose into the crook of each of their throats so I can huff their pheromones deep into my lungs.
I want to strip naked and present for all three of them.
If I agree, I’ll have to remember this is temporary. No matter how my body insists I’ve found the pack I never wanted, they’ve asked for a surrogate, not a mate. Still, after years of doing everything alone – since my fathers disowned me for presenting as an omega – it would be nice to be taken care of, even briefly.
Besides, from the research I’ve done through the years, it’s the alphas who carry the genes that determine what designation each of us present as at puberty.
Circling back to all the what ifs, agreeing to their offer will mean the possibility of a pregnancy. A child. And then making the decision of whether I want to stick around as a cool uncle or simply walk away from these incredible men and the child who will carry half my DNA.
