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The Secret Omega’s Secret Baby

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by Anna Wineheart

“My heat wasn’t supposed to be here this soon,” he admitted. “It should’ve been next week.”

Bruiser sent him a quick look. “Do you know why it’s early?”

Uriel shrugged. “I don’t want to give you a big head.”

“My head is already big, sweetheart,” Bruiser murmured. “Along with the rest of me.”

Uriel sneaked another peek and swallowed his groan.

They were quiet for a while, Bruiser driving, Uriel gripping his clothes for something to hold onto.

“I think my body remembers you,” he mumbled, half-hoping that Bruiser wouldn’t hear it. “So I went into heat early.”

Bruiser gave a strangled groan. When Uriel peeked again, he found the alpha’s bulge even thicker than before, its wet spot much larger. Uriel squirmed, the seat of his pants soaked with slick, his balls tight and heavy. When they took sharp turns, Uriel moved with the car, Bruiser’s plug nudging against his prostate. His breath hitched.

Before he knew it, they were back at the cabin. Bruiser got out of the car first; he jogged around to Uriel’s side and opened the door.

From this angle, all Uriel could see was the outline of Bruiser’s cock in his pants. He shuddered and tore his gaze away, trying to shake off the haze of lust.

“I’ll open the cabin door,” Bruiser said, taking the paper bag with him.

Uriel collected Cassie from the back seat. Bruiser met him at the front door and handed him the toys.

“I’ll refill her feeding bottle?” Bruiser said.

“Yes, thanks,” Uriel said gratefully. He changed Cassie’s diapers and set her in the playpen, showing her Bruiser’s gifts. She promptly stuck the giraffe’s head in her mouth and gnawed on it.

Bruiser snorted when he stopped at the playpen with the filled milk bottle. Milk wasn’t all Cassie needed, but it would tide her over until Uriel could feed her solid food himself.

“She’s settled in?” Bruiser locked the front door.

“Yes,” Uriel said.

Their gazes locked. Bruiser prowled forward, his intense gaze sending a jolt between Uriel’s legs.

“Ready to spend some time with me?” Bruiser murmured, stopping in front of Uriel. He cradled Uriel’s jaw; sparks bloomed along Uriel’s skin wherever he touched.

“Y-yes,” Uriel croaked.

Bruiser swept him off his feet, hefting Uriel over his shoulder and planting one large hand on Uriel’s soaked ass. Uriel writhed; his legs parted, his cock grinding against Bruiser’s broad shoulder, leaking into his cum-soaked briefs.

“You smell amazing,” Bruiser growled, depositing Uriel in the middle of the bed. He leaned in and pressed his face to the front of Uriel’s pants, huffing down his scent. “Smells like cum, like pleasure. I made you feel good.”

Uriel moaned, gripping Bruiser’s hair. His hips bucked against Bruiser’s face; the alpha growled and pinned him down, rubbing his lips over Uriel’s bulge.

“Inside,” Uriel whimpered, spreading his legs. “The plug isn’t enough. I need your cock.”

“Fuck.” Bruiser’s pupils blew wide open. He tore off his clothes, flinging them aside until he was completely naked, his muscles rippling, his cock jutting up thick and flushed. “You don’t know how good you look, splayed out like this. Waiting for me to hold you open and taste you.”

Uriel leaked. He shoved at his clothes, trying to get them off. “Need you inside. Need now.”

Bruiser gripped Uriel’s pants and underwear, stripping them off his legs. Then he shoved up Uriel’s shirt and took Uriel’s nipple into his mouth, sucking lightly. Uriel’s breath punched out of him. His spine arched as he tried to push more of himself into Bruiser’s mouth, his overheated body tingling wherever it touched his alpha.

“Beautiful,” Bruiser groaned, dragging his tongue over Uriel’s nipple. He trailed kisses to Uriel’s other nipple and licked it, before sucking it into his mouth. Uriel thrashed, squirting precum everywhere. But Bruiser only sucked harder. “Good omega. Come for me.”

Uriel came. Before he had even come down from it, Bruiser’s lips were on his throat, sucking and kissing, leaving a mark on his pulse point.

“Mine,” Bruiser whispered, sucking a mark on the other side of Uriel’s throat, to match the first.