After we’ve all eaten, Nik carries me to the bathroom and helps me with a nice, hot bath. He sits me down and rubs special oils and lotions into my skin afterwards, giving extra attention to my baby bump. I swear, this man will be the sole reason I don’t have stretch marks after I give birth.
He gives extra attention below my belly, too, and within minutes he’s got me nice and wet with fresh slick.
“Do you know how sexy that belly of yours is?” he asks as he gently rubs my clit.
“I think I’m getting the idea, yeah.”
Nik cleans close and sniffs my neck while he slips two fingers inside. “You smell so sweet and delicious … like dessert.”
“Mm …”
“I might skip the ice cream tonight. Go straight for the good stuff.”
He kneels between my legs, pulls my hips to the edge of the chair, and licks a long line through my slit, letting the taste of me travel through the mate bond until I’m writhing from his arousal.
“See? So fucking delicious. Better than any confection.”
“Nik, the twins—”
“Are exhausted and probably already asleep. Let them enjoy the wet dreams the bond gives them, and we’ll be sure to make it up to them some other time.”
With that, he dives in, holding my hips steady while he devours my pussy. I whimper and whine, digging my fingers into his long, silky hair. Nik chuckles, and I feel a thrill shooting through the bond as the spike of pain in his scalp turns him on even more.
“Do your worst, Mags. Tug, claw, bite … because we’re just getting started, and I can take whatever you dish out.”
My cries echo off the vaulted bathroom ceiling, and Nik reaches down with one hand to stroke his cock while he gets me off. I come all over his face, and he licks as much as he can reach with his magical tongue, then grabs a towel for the rest. Just when I think we’re done, though ...
Nik pulls the shag bathmat closer and tosses a few clean towels on it. “On your hands and knees, baby.”
Getting on the floor is difficult with a baby in the way, but Nik, ever the gentleman, helps me position on the pile. Hestrokes my back and hips and ass, kissing each cheek before gently easing his cock inside.
“Is this okay? This position?”
I nod and pant and moan, but my words are lost when he starts to thrust.
“God, Mags, you’re so fucking perfect. So many years I wanted to tell you that, but you kept your distance.” Nik, it seems, has not lost his words, though I note his monologue doesn’t interfere with the movement of his hips. “I thought … I thought you just wanted me for your heats. I didn’t know …”
I still can’t articulate—God, the things he’s doing with those hips!—so I close my eyes and focus on the mate bond.
I couldn’t get close. What if you fell in love with one of our omega marks?
“Never.” He slows his hips, which should stop my brain from short-circuiting, but instead, he finds a new angle that takes my breath away. “I could never fall in love with them because I was already in love with you. It’s always been you, Mags.”
And I feel it. Through the bond, through his actions, through the desire in his voice. Every day, in everything he does, Nik shows me that love.
I feel it in the mind-blowing orgasm he gives me when he knots.
Nik rides me through my climax to one of his own, then he slowly strokes my hips and thighs and arms while his knot deflates. Everywhere he can reach, leaving light kisses in his wake.
Once done, he pulls out and cleans me up with one of the towels.
“Can you stand?”
“I think so.”
He helps me to my feet, but even with my assurance that I can walk on my own, he still provides support with an arm over my shoulders as we walk back to the nest.
Always my support. I see that now, though it took me years to realize it.
Kip and Kaden lie cuddled together in the middle of the nest, much like they did when we were kids having a sleepover. I settle down next to their entwined bodies and drape an arm over both of them. Nik lies behind me, becoming the big spoon for all of us.
Life has changed so much in the past few months. Who knew that our last grift would result in someoneelsewinding up behind bars? As the mastermind, I always thought I’d be the first arrested, with Kip, Kaden, and Nik dragged behind me in handcuffs. I never would have dreamed that we’d wind up on the straight and narrow, having legitimate jobs.
I never would have dreamed that I’d willingly live as an omega.
