by Sky Winters
“Baked ham with potatoes and green beans.”
“How did you make that without a stove?”
“Down in the common kitchen. Good thing you aren’t late, or it would have to get nuked in my tiny microwave.”
“Glad I got here on time then.”
They sat at the small bistro table she had just purchased and tucked into one corner of the room. He couldn’t get over how much she’d done in just one day, but there was something off that he couldn’t quite put his finger on. Finally, he figured it out, though he was reluctant to mention it. Curiosity finally got the better of him and he broached the subject.
“Tell me you didn’t move that huge TV by yourself. Where did you put it?”
“I didn’t move it. Barron did. I think you’ll find him propped up in front of it with a cold beer right about now. I took you up on your offer and got him to fetch me from town, along with picking up a few boxes for me here and there.”
“So, you paid him with a sixty-five-inch television?”
“Well, it was either him or charity. That thing wasn’t staying in my house.”
He nodded and let it drop.
“Speaking of Barron, if I fix him a plate, would you take it down to him? He stepped into the kitchen while I was cooking and I’m pretty sure I saw him drooling. I don’t imagine he’s had a home-cooked meal for a while.”
“Sure,” he told her.
He helped her clean away the dishes and then took the plate to Barron while she put them away. She had been right about what he was doing. He seemed to be very happy about it too.
“You have no idea how much this is going to help me with the kids on the weekend. They’ll finally be able to watch cartoons on something besides my laptop, and I might get a little more of my art done. I’ve got a slot at the gallery to fill next month.”
“Really? That’s fantastic! I’m proud of you.”
“Thanks, man. Hey, you want a beer?”
“Nah. I’ve got to get back upstairs to Jaycee.”
“She’s a good catch. I’m glad you found her.”
“Me too.”
Thad left, returning to Jaycee’s, only to find her in an overcoat as she answered the door. He looked confused for a moment.
“Are you going out?”
“No. You’re coming in,” she replied, pulling him inside by the tie.
She stood back and dropped the overcoat, revealing a sleek, little, black number and thigh-high stockings with a pair of red and black stiletto heels.
“Ooh, someone wants to play.”
“Yes, someone does, so get in here and do me already.”
He stepped forward, pushing the door closed behind him with his foot and leaning toward her, crushing her mouth with his. His tongue explored hers hungrily. She squirmed against him as he slipped his hand down her panties and rubbed a single digit across her clit. His fingers slipped inside her, finding that sweet spot that sent her over the edge.
Her body swayed, falling against his as her knees buckled beneath her. He held her up, still manipulating his fingers inside her, up and down, stroking her in just the right way, until she was flooding, orgasm after orgasm, down his hand. He continued until she was gasping and panting, unable to give him anything more.
Finally, he pulled free of her and watched as she slipped to her knees, carefully undoing his belt and unzipping his pants. Her beautiful face looked up at him and he was reminded of the dream he had once had when he didn’t think she would ever be his. He let her do as she wished, watching as she pushed down his pants and underwear, letting his hard cock spring free of its confines.
Thad growled as her tongue darted back and forth along the underside of his throbbing dick, sending sensations shooting to balls and causing the tiny hairs on his spine to stand on end. Her mouth felt like a velvet sheathe wrapped around him. She grew more eager, sucking his cock like she couldn’t get enough of him.
It was ironic that this demure little Omega was capable of taking down an Alpha like him. She might be on her knees, but it was him who was being brought to his. She eagerly took him deeper down her throat as his cock pulsed heavily against her tongue. The growl returned, crawling up the back of his throat until it became a low-key howl.
His hips spasmed forward, hitting the back of her throat as he exploded against her tonsils, letting her drink down every last drop of his seed. He leaned back against the door and closed his eyes for a moment, then looked back up to find her standing there looking at him seductively. He reached around him and flipped the lock on the door before taking a step forward, forgetting his pants were still around his ankles.
He went spilling forward and hit the ground with a thud, groaning as he sat up, looking embarrassed. Jaycee looked horrified for a moment but switched to laughter once she realized he was okay. She leaned down, the top of her breasts peering seductively over the top of the skimpy outfit she was wearing as she smiled at him.
“You didn’t break anything important, did you? I wasn’t done with you yet.”
“I think someone is in for a whole lot of trouble before the night is up.”
“Oh, be careful there. You know I’m all full of Ulrich babies. Precious cargo,” she chirped happily.
“You’ll be the death of me, woman,” he groaned, pulling his pants the rest of the way off, and standing up.
He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, smacking her ass in the process. Laying her across the bed, he opened her legs around him, slipping the heels off her feet before reaching forward and grabbing the thin little thong and ripping it from between her legs. A broad smile spread across her face as she teased him.
“I just bought those, mister!”
“I’ll make it up to you. I mean, if it helps, don’t wear any panties on my account,” he sneered, pushing her legs farther apart and kneeling at the edge of the bed.
He lapped feverishly at her center, reaching up to fondle her breasts, pulling the thin material of the teddy she was wearing away to expose her nipples. He grasped one of them between his fingers, twisting it as she cried out. Pushing his face down, he lapped at her wet folds, enjoying the way pregnancy had made her lips plump and sensitive.
He licked her in long even strokes, carefully driving her to one orgasm and then another until she could no longer speak in full words. She was just a series of incoherent groans and begging, asking him to fuck her, over and over, until it was all he could do to continue to deny her what she wanted. He pulled away from her for a moment, his mouth wet with her juices.
“I’ll fuck you when I get good and ready to.”
He resumed his efforts, enjoying the way her fingers pulled at his hair as she orgasmed, panting each time she came and tugging at him, trying to pull him upward, trying to get his fingers away from her labia and his dick inside her.
“Please. Please, Thad. Fuck me.”
Rather than respond, he stood and flipped her over, pointing her ass up and spreading her ass cheeks to finger her ass.
“How about here? Do you want me to fuck you here?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, please.”
Thad slipped his fingers back into her pussy, spreading the slickness he had created there up to wet her tight little hole before positioning the head of his cock at its puckered entrance, slowly pushing into it, slipping a bit more inside her with each stroke. Soon, he was buried in her tight little hole, slipping in and out.
The pressure against his cock was maddening. He didn’t know how long he could hold out, but he loved listening to the alternating purring and grunting noises that escaped the back of her throat each time he pounded into her. He loved how her body responded to him. She was his, completely. Finally, all his.
“So beautiful. Have you accepted that you belong to me yet?”
Her only response was a high-pitched squeal as her legs quivered and convulsed with an orgasm so explosive it almost pushed his cock free of her. He held o
n tight, burying himself fully inside her and letting his own flood of cum fill her ass.
The two of them collapsed against one another on the bed and curled up to sleep, only to start all over a few more times during the night.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Jaycee
As the months passed, life became incredibly busy. She had been hiding her growing belly under swing coats for several months due to having to tell work she was already almost four months along when she was only about a month. It was the only way to explain her shortened gestation period of six months.
Though she was excited about having the babies, she was thrilled when the doctor told her there were only two. It was low for an Omega, but she wasn’t sure what she would have done if she’d been on the fuller end of the scale with six to ten cubs. Thad was elated but would have been the same with one or twenty, she suspected.
Now that she was further along, she just looked a little big for the stage of pregnancy she was pretending to be in, but not completely unbelievable. She was able to ditch the swing coats and just wear normal things... well, as normal as could be worn while hugely pregnant. With the babies coming, she was going to have to give up the factory apartment. She could deal with the size while the babies were small, but the bigger problem was not having a proper kitchen to sterilize bottles and such.
So, she intended to buy out her last few months of the lease and find a bigger place. With the money from work and the child support she had reluctantly accepted from Thad, she could afford much nicer digs for her growing family. Barron had remained on loan to her and was always happy to take her to look at places when Thad wasn’t available. He was supposed to take her to one today, but Thad joined them at the last minute.
“I just need to stop off at one place on the way, if that’s okay,” he said as he climbed into the back of the car with her.
“Well, you do pay the driver,” she laughed.
“I’m going to have to buy a bigger car for him and me if you don’t stop cooking for us at night.”
“Nervous energy. Just wait until I have a kitchen of my own instead of sharing with students and single dads. No offense, Barron.”
“As long as you keep feeding me, none taken.”
“What’s that?” Thad asked, pointing toward something out her side of the car, and she craned her neck to see.
“What?” she asked, seeing nothing.
“That billboard ahead,” he replied.
Jaycee squinted. It was still too far to see, so she had no idea how he could possibly see it from his side. As they grew closer, her eyes widened. There, on the side of the highway, with floodlights illuminating it for all to see, was a giant billboard that featured a photo of Thad wearing a white suit and holding a rose between his teeth. He was down on one knee, looking up at someone just off the side of the photo and he had a box in his hand.
As they grew closer, Thad read the words aloud for her.
“Will you marry me?” She turned toward him, still stunned. He was holding a ring and waiting expectantly. When she didn’t say anything, he pushed her a bit. “You once said you were surprised I didn’t take out a billboard. So, I did.”
“Oh, God. Yes! Yes, I’ll marry you.”
“Woohoo,” Barron cheered them on from the front seat, adding, ‘I’ll keep my eyes averted now.”
It was a good thing, too, because she became completely lost in Thad’s kiss. By the time they arrived at the place they were supposed to look at, they looked completely disheveled and had to smooth themselves out as they stepped out of the car. Jaycee looked around, glancing at the address on the door.
“This isn’t the right place, Barron.”
“Isn’t it?” Thad said as he climbed out of the car behind her. “Come on.”
Jaycee looked at him curiously as he took her hand and walked her to the large three-story home on the outskirts of Seattle. It was beautiful with its large columns and ornate stonework.
“I know you have to find a bigger place and my place isn’t exactly where either of us would want to raise a family, so I thought we might look at sharing this one. I mean, we are getting married and all, now. What do you think?”
“I don’t know. Let me see what the inside looks like, first,” she replied.
“Of course. I wouldn’t know who you were if you didn’t have to examine every nook and cranny for yourself.”
To her surprise, he pulled a set of keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door.
“Did you already buy it?”
“No way. I know better. It belongs to a friend. We have first dibs on it before he puts it on the open market. If you like it, it’s ours. If you don’t, then we keep looking.”
“Let’s go check it out then.”
Unsurprisingly, she loved it. Thad had excellent taste and was completely in tune to what she would like and not like. The rooms were large and full of windows to let the light in. There was a huge kitchen and a nursery more than big enough for two babies. The six bedrooms were more than enough for their family to grow. There was an office with an adjoining room that was just wall-to-wall bookcases for a substantial library.
Stepping out on the back deck, she was mesmerized by the view of the lights from the city in the distance below. It was amazing.
“This place is incredible,” she said.
“There is also a wine cellar and an attic room, and we can add a pool and jacuzzi if you like.”
“It’s perfect!” she said, stepping into a well-lit bathroom trimmed in black and gray marble tiles. The black garden tub in one corner was a perfect accent and something she was looking forward to soaking in after having lived in a studio apartment with only a shower for all these months.
Though Thad had a tub at his house, it wasn’t the same as having her own just to sit in and enjoy the peace and quiet for hours. This place just got better and better. He finished showing her the place, saving the cellar for last. It had a cozy, outdoorsy feel to it, with unfinished wood and exposed rocks from the cliff it had been dug out of.
“Is there a leak down here” Thad asked, noting a puddle by her feet as she stood running her hands over the smooth rocks in front of her.
She turned and felt a twinge that sent another gush to the ground. “That leak is coming from me. I think my water just broke.”
“Oh, God. Let’s get you to the hospital.
“I don’t have my bags or anything,” she protested.
‘I don’t think that matters. Barron can get them for you later.”
Less than three hours later, Jaycee gave birth to twin boys. She smiled up at Thad as she held them in either arm.
“Aren’t they just perfect?” she asked him.
“Yes, they are. Just like their mother,” he replied.
He took one from her and then the other, being so careful that she almost laughed at how awkward he seemed. It was as if he was afraid he was going to break them, but she had never seen such a sweet sight in her life. She’d never thought that this, giving birth and watching him hold their children, would make her so happy, but she was ecstatic.
Though she loved having a career and didn’t think she’d ever not want one, she was equally thrilled with this new part of her life and was happy that destiny had stepped in and done its part to change her mind.
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Thad
Barron had moved the babies’ bassinets and things from Jaycee’s apartment to Thad’s. They would stay there until he could close on the new place and move them in.
The next few months were busy. Jaycee was on leave for a few months, but they decided they would use the time to plan a small wedding for a few family members and friends. They wanted to get married right away, but they would put the honeymoon off until the twins were a little bigger. Both agreed they didn’t want to leave them behind, so they would take a couple weeks away to someplace exotic with a nanny along to take care of the boys.
It was a sunny day in March wh
en the two of them finally stood face to face in a large gazebo overlooking the river and said their vows. Tears streamed down Jaycee’s face as she was overcome by emotion. Applause went up from members of both his pack and hers as the officiant pronounced them man and wife and they kissed for the first time as a married couple.
Though they weren’t able to go on an official honeymoon just yet, Jaycee’s mother was more than happy to take the boys for the night while Thad took Jaycee on a boat ride to a place where they could truly be free. In the thick wooded area of the state park just off the coast, they undressed and ran free in what always felt like a more natural state, frolicking in the leaves, and enjoying the moonlight above them.
Jaycee stood on a rock and looked up at it for a moment, finally letting loose with a long, lingering howl and Thad stood beside her, realizing that it was the same howl he had heard months ago, before he had ever met here − the howl that had stopped him in his tracks and caused him to howl in return.
He finally joined her, letting out a mighty howl of his own. This time, it was her turn to stop and turn toward him. Did she remember too?
Later, lying naked in the grass, shifted back into human form, she turned to him, propping herself up on one elbow and twirling her fingers through the dark hair on his chest.
“It was you.”
“What was me?”
“That very first night in the city. When I shifted on my little rooftop and howled into the darkness. It was you that answered.”
“Yes.”
She smiled and leaned down to kiss him before climbing atop him, impaling herself on his already hard cock. They made love slowly, her hips grinding into his as her beautiful body captured the moonlight and every piece of him along with it as she exploded against him repeatedly until he could no longer hold back.
She leaned down on him, his cock still buried inside her and rested her head on his chest. This was heaven, and if he died tomorrow, this is what he would take to the grave with him. Memories of what perfection he had found in her, of the birth of their children and of this night. This one perfect night when they had run through the woods, howled at the moon, and made love beneath the stars.