“Yeah.” Mathlin sighed too. “For years, he was always at the back of my mind. I always worried that he would track me down somehow. But now he’s gone. And it’s... such a relief. I don’t have to worry about him anymore.”
Titan pulled him close and rubbed his back. “That’s what I want for you.”
“Thank you,” Mathlin whispered.
“No, don’t thank me, sweetheart. That’s what alphas are for, right? To make sure you get all the good things in life?”
Mathlin looked up at him and grinned. “Not every alpha thinks that way. You’re the best.”
Titan perked up. “So when we talked about you staying on as a permanent employee at Twin Buns... Did you really mean it?”
Mathlin nodded. “If there’s space here for me.”
“Always,” Titan growled, unspeakably relieved. “The pack loves you, too. Remember Yasmin laughing at the scene we made during her party?”
Mathlin grinned. “That was so good.”
“Yeah.” Titan grinned back. “Now that my arms are finally working again, I’m going to build you the nest you deserve.”
“But you’ve already built me a nest.”
Titan scoffed. “That? Math, that was the bare minimum. Let me show you the nest I want my omega to have.”
Mathlin flushed pink. Titan reached down, rubbing Mathlin’s belly.
Somewhere in there, Titan’s pup was growing slowly but surely. Mathlin had said the pup wasn’t hurt in his fall, but until Titan could feel the pup for himself, hear it with his own ears, he was going to keep worrying. And there wasn’t much he could do,short of asking Mathlin to check on it. Mathlin would probably snap at him if he asked too many times.
For now, he had to distract himself.
“C’mon, let’s put together some snacks for everyone out there.”
To Titanand Mathlin’s delight, the samples led to several full-pan orders of the pain relief brownies.
“It needs more research, but I think omegas in labor would really appreciate them too,” Mathlin said a few days later, after they had baked and delivered the brownies. He had been waking up alongside Titan to help out at the bakery, Jannie sleeping in her playpen nearby while they rolled out dough. “Nibbles of chocolatey pain relief. Who wouldn’t want that?”
There was already some research done on whether these herbs were safe for pregnant omegas, so Titan felt good about the idea. “I love it. We’ll work that into the website.”
Slyly, Mathlin said, “I noticed that you haven’t tried to sell more of your ‘cream’.”
Titan grimaced. “Yeah. I was hoping to stop with that. Is it something you want me to continue doing?”
Mathlin shook his head. “I like having your cum all to myself. Deep inside, dripping down my thighs.”
“Fuck.” Titan shoved those images out of his mind before all his blood could swoop south. “Math, sweetheart. I’m working on your nest. The only hard thing I want right now is my hammer.”
“Is it... hard enough to pound nails?” Mathlin snickered, that little sneak.
“Is your... kitty ready for some pounding?”
Mathlin gasped loudly. “How dare you!”
Titan laughed when Mathlin shifted into a black cat and leaped at him. “You said not to make pussy jokes, and that word has not crossed my lips!”
“Roar!” Mathlin said. “You know what I meant!”
“You know that by pretending to roar, you’ve only become more adorable, right?” The moment Mathlin climbed onto his shoulder, Titan scritched his chin.
Mathlin purred and rubbed himself against Titan’s fingers. “I want to be a fierce omega. A big, dangerous cat.”
