Oh, fuck.
Averting my eyes, I reached the bathroom in a few long strides. Closing the door behind me, I sagged back against it as I yanked my sweatpants down to mid-thigh, fisting my cock. It only took a couple of strokes before I had to bite down on my free hand to muffle my shout, leaving toothmarks in my skin as I sprayed my release all over the floor in front of me.
Holy shit.
Never had I ever come so hard from my own touch. I sank to the floor, still leaning against the door with my bare ass in my own mess as I fought to catch my breath. I’d just reached for the canister of cleaning wipes I’d seen under the sink when I heard the telltale creaking of the bed on the other side of the door.
Crap.
I couldn’t be sure if I’d made too much noise or not, but I was certain that Jeremy was getting up. I rushed to clean up the mess and stripped off my spunk covered sweats, fully intending to take another quick shower and drag the Omega back to bed when a hesitant knock came at the door.
“Um, Kade?” Jeremy’s whisper barely came through the door. “Can I pee?”
Shit. Right. Pregnant people always needed to pee.
“Just a sec, Jem,” I called back, stuffing the sweats into the laundry hamper and grabbing a washcloth that was still wet from our earlier shower. I shuddered as I wiped myself clean with the frigid cloth and then wrapped a towel around my waist to open the door. “All yours.”
“Thanks,” Jeremy pushed past me, apparently too desperate to be shy. “Are you taking another shower?”
“Hmm? Oh, no,” I denied, shaking my head to clear it and turning my back to give him some privacy. “I, ah, spilled on my pants while I was cleaning up. I was going to grab another pair and come to bed, if that’s okay?”
I rolled my eyes inwardly. Technically, Jeremy was under arrest, so I really didn’t need his permission to stay in the same room.
“That would be great,” Jeremy assured me as the toilet flushed and the sink faucet began to run. “I slept a lot better earlier when you were with me.” His voice dropped a little and I swear I could hear him blushing. “Especially when you were holding me.”
My heart tightened at his admission and I had to give my dick a silent talking to as it decided it wanted in on the conversation.
“Well, then this is your lucky day,” I teased lightly as I crossed over to my bag, deciding to pass on the sweatpants and pulling on a pair of boxer briefs instead. When Jeremy didn’t respond, I looked back over my shoulder and saw him staring at my ass, his teeth dug into his bottom lip. “Is this going to be okay? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, but I think I overdid it with the heat earlier. I’ve turned it back down, but it’s still a little hot for pants. Especially under the covers.”
“Oh,” Jeremy kind of shook himself, snapping out of it. “Yeah, of course.” He made his way over to the bed and crawled in, giving me a perfect view of his bare ass before it disappeared. “I didn’t mean to be weird. I just keep zoning out.”
Okay, then.
I slid under the covers after him and was trying to decide if I should offer cuddles or just pull him close when Jeremy took the decision from me, rolling over so he could snuggle his back right up against me.
“Is this okay?”
I cleared my throat. “It’s fine, but, fair warning, you’re definitely going to get me hard doing that.”
Jeremy giggled and reached behind him for my hand, bringing it up to rest on his baby bump. “Yeah, right,” he snickered. “Because there’s nothing hotter than a pregnant, skin-and-bones Omega.”
I could have argued against his presumption that his current situation made him unattractive. Hell, I probably should have, if I’d thought it through. But, instead, I just pulled him closer and buried my face in his neck, drawing in the most delicious scent I’d ever smelled. And, yeah, I had to reach down to adjust my cock as it forgot about the conversation we’d had earlier and began to come to life yet again.
Luckily, Jeremy was already fast asleep in my arms and didn’t seem to notice.
Never one to sleep for extended periods, I only managed to catnap here and there as Jeremy slept the sleep of the deprived. I made sure to keep our bodies touching skin to skin, not wanting a repeat of how he’d woken scared when I went to the bathroom earlier.
I was watching the sunset through the open curtains on the west-facing window when my phone vibrated. Swiping the screen, I read through the message with a frown, unable to decide if I was relieved at the help or annoyed at the timing.
Not that it mattered.
“Wake up, Jem,” I murmured in his ear, allowing myself to lick a tiny spot of skin on his neck, stealing just the tiniest taste of the sweet Omega in my arms.
“Don’t wanna,” he groaned. “It feels so good right here.”
I bit back a moan when he rubbed his ass against my groin to make his point. “I know, but there are some people here to see you.”
“Huh?” Jeremy rolled over and blinked sleepy eyes at me. “What do you mean?”
