With wobbly movements, she extends her arms out. I coax her to keep her head up, gradually removing myself until just a few fingers rest underneath her back.
“I’m doing it!” she exclaims with delight. I grin at her, her excitement infectious. “You’re a natural,” I tease, and she laughs. Slowly, I remove my last few fingers and step back slightly, ready to catch her. She floats unaided, her arms out as she stares up at the sky. Nash cheers from the shallows, and I give him a wave.
“This feels amazing,” she breathes, turning her hazel eyes to mine. “Thank you, Nik.”
I smile at her. “No thanks needed.”
She moves her arms a little as she tries to wave to Nash and loses her posture, dropping like a stone in the water. Quickly, I grab her and haul her up as she splutters with laughter. Breathing heavily, she winds her arms around my neck and I freeze, my hands warm on her bare legs as they wrap around my hips.
The thick length of my cock at full mast presses into her soft heat, and I close my eyes in mortification. “Ava—” I choke out.
Shit. For God’s sake, Nikolai, get a hold of yourself.
Soft, warm lips cover mine, and my eyes fly open. Ava pulls back to look at me, her cheeks flushed.
“Was that okay?” she asks, biting her lip. Worry glimmers in her hazel eyes.
Blowing out a breath, I prop her in one arm and push her wet hair back from her face. Slowly, I run my nose along her cheek, breathing in her scent as her breathing speeds up.
“That was more than okay.”
Tilting up her chin, I lean in and brush my lips against hers, inhaling traces of salt and vanilla andAva.
“Your taste,” I ground out. Diving in, I catch her mouth with mine, taking sips of her as she moans breathlessly. I nip at her plump lower lip and she gasps, water droplets lingering in her eyelashes as her eyes turn languid.
“Open for me, little bird,” I beg, and as her lips open my tongue sweeps in, exploring the softness of her mouth. Fuck, the noises she makes go straight to my cock, pulsing around my knot as it swells at my base. I break away from her, both of us breathing hard. Resting my forehead against hers, I growl.
“We’re going to continue this,” I promise. “Whenever you want. But we’re going to be interrupted in around three seconds.”
Her eyes widen just as a screech comes from the shore.
“Papa! Avaaaaaa!”
Ava buries her face in my neck with an embarrassed moan as I start wading into shore. “Oh my god,” she moans.
“That’s what I want to hear later.”
Ava snorts out a laugh as her body tenses suddenly against mine. Her scent spikes, a wave of vanilla washing over me as I inhale deeply. “Fuck, little bird, I’m going to have to carry you home.”
There’s no way I can explain my very visible reaction without an awkward conversation about the birds, the bees and the omega, so carrying her it is.
“Come on,” I call to Nash. “Grab the basket. Let’s get back.”
He dashes on ahead as I continue walking, Ava breathing raggedly into my neck.
“Nikolai,” she whispers. There’s an edge of a whine in her voice, and my heavy cock jerks underneath her. “Something feels off.”
She groans, and I pull back to look at her face. Her skin is pale, a slight sheen of sweat dotting her brow. Ava buries her face into my neck again and I feel her body rock against me, her scent flaring.
Fuck. My eyes widen in realization, a memory nudging at me just as a gush of warmth coats the front of my swimming trunks, and she whines in distress.
“Shhhh,” I soothe her, even as my own mind races and I speed up. “Your hormones are all over the place right now, little bird.”
“They are?”
“Mhmm. So we’re going to get you taken care of.”
It’s a hormone jump, caused by her pregnancy. Em went through the same thing a couple of times. Ava pulls her head back, her hazel eyes curious before a haze settles across them and she moans.
