“Still, you’renotcalling dibs.”
“Do we even know if she wants a baby?” Johan interjects, being the voice of reason as always.
“We didn’t discuss that aspect,” Laz says, sighing. “Only limits, double-knotting, and a brief lesson on sadism.”
“Brief,” our pet repeats, sounding half drunk with lust. “That’s considered brief?” It comes out in a mumble. “Mmm. What’s long?”
Laz chuckles, his lips parting on a reply.
But I beat him to it by saying, “My cock. That’s long.” I lean in to kiss her shoulder, which causes her eyes to flutter open as she stares at me. “Hey there, gorgeous pet. Can I put a baby in you?”
Her pupils blow wide. “I…What?”
“A baby,” I repeat as Johan makes a strangled noise of discontent.
“Noah is trying to call dibs on whose seed you’re going to take during your heat,” Laz informs her, his tone flat. “I already said that’s not how this is going to work.”
“And your bossy vote doesn’t count,” I tell him. “This is up to our little bee.” I waggle my brows at her. “So, you, me, and a baby bee?” My lips part as I picture it. “Oh, fuckyes. I will one thousand percent be dressing you up as a mama bee for Halloween.”
I sit up to look at Johan.
“Can you picture it?” I demand. “Her cute baby bump with a bee on it?”
That has to be the most adorable fucking image I’ve ever envisioned.
“We could even give her a little stinger, like a blade,” I go on, loving this concept. “I’ll make it sharp and?—”
“Noah,” Laz growls at me. “Can we find out first if Aurora even wants a child?”
My lips curl down, my brow furrowing as I return to my lounging position beside them on the bed. Meeting our pet’s gaze, I say, “Sorry, pet. I got excited.”
Here she is, still coming on Laz’s cock, and all I can think about is getting in there with my own seed to make a baby.
“If we have a little omega, I hope it’s a girl with your hair and eyes,” I whisper, dreaming again about the potential future. “Although, Johan’s eyes are pretty, too. I guess Laz’s are all right.”
“Jackass,” he mutters.
“Hey, you can give the kid your tan, though. That’s fine.”
Laz rolls his eyes and shakes his head. “Aurora, if you want us to make arrangements?—”
“That’s not necessary,” she cuts him off, glancing up at him with a lazy smile before focusing on me again. “If the pack wants a baby, I want a baby.”
“The pack wants what you want,” Johan says before I can start celebrating.
Aurora lifts her head and looks at tech boy. “I’ve never really considered it before because I didn’t have a pack. But now that I do, I… I wouldn’t mind a baby, too.” She looks at Laz. “It’s all about having faith, right?”
He smiles at her, the comment clearly related to something they’ve discussed. “Yes, princess. That’s exactly right.” He threads his fingers through her hair and pulls her into a kiss. “I’ve brought them up to speed on your limits. But still need to discuss the double-knotting.”
“You only want to do that so our sperm have to fight for dominance in her womb,” I say, narrowing my gaze.
“I don’t care who impregnates her, jackass. We’re a pack. The baby will beoursregardless of who the father is,” he bites back atme. “And I want to double-knot her because I want to see if she can take us.”
I consider his words, then admire our omega’s sweet body. “Oh, she can handle us.” She doesn’t really have a choice since we’re pack. And I’mdyingto share her with Laz. “Tell him, little bee. Tell the bossy don that you’re more than ready for both of us.”
She glances between us, her expression holding a touch of uncertainty until she locks eyes with Laz.
He’s staring at her with a hint of concern, which royally pisses me off. Because she was literally born for this. She’s our scent match. Fate wouldn’t put us all together if she couldn’t indulge in joint knotting with the pack.
