by Aria Grace
I clench my jaw against another contraction. Every muscle in my body is telling me it’s time to move things along. If I fight it and try to wait, I’ll just wind up hurting myself…or my baby.
The last time I talked to Marius, he was rushing out of a meeting and hopping in the car, but it’s rush hour, and given the traffic downtown right now, I’m not surprised he’s running late. I really don’t want to do this without him, but I don’t think I have any other choice.
“Okay.” I force myself to relax against the pillows stacked up behind me. “Let’s bring my baby into the world.”
The doctor quickly nods to his nurses. The three of them get into position for the delivery. I’m barely aware of what they’re doing because now that I’ve stopped trying to hold back, everything feels like it’s speeding up exponentially.
“Alright, remember your breathing,” a nurse tells me as he takes up position near my head and grabs my hand. He’s in the exact spot where Marius should be sitting. “I want you to squeeze my hand as hard as you can when you feel a contraction. Don’t worry about hurting me. Just squeeze and breathe.”
I try to breathe the way they taught us in birthing class, but it’s hard to keep my thoughts on it. There’s too much going on around me, and I’m distracted by the fact that Marius still isn’t here. Instead of the steady breaths I’ve practiced for months, I’m gulping down air between contractions and trying to follow the doctor’s instructions about whether or not to push.
I feel the pressure of my baby moving through me. It’s both amazing and overwhelming.
Holy shit, I’m about to bring a new life into this world.
“Here we go. He’s crowning,” the doctor announces. “We’re just about there. Just a little more, Rubin. You’re doing amazing. The hard part’s almost over.”
A tear runs down my cheek, and that’s when I realize I’m crying. I don’t know if it’s from the excitement, the stress, the discomfort, or the fact that I really don’t want to do this without my alpha, but the tears are running freely now.
My emotions are a mess.
The door opens abruptly and Marius slips into the room at a brisk trot. The nurse slides out of the way, and my alpha takes his place.
“I’m so sorry, my love.” He takes my hand and kisses it. “I’m here now. Everything’s okay. You’ve got this.”
Relief floods through me at his words. I want to tell him how glad I am to see him, but I don’t get the chance to say anything in response. A powerful contraction rips through me, and I squeeze his hand so hard I’m worried I might break it.
“Don’t push, don’t push, don’t push,” the doctor repeats over and over. I hold back with everything I have despite every instinct, every muscle, telling me that I should.
“Okay, now. Push, push, push, give me everything you have, Rubin. There, there!” The doctor shouts with triumph as the pressure inside me suddenly disappears.
A moment later, I hear a cry.
The wail of my newborn son pierces through the stillness in the room. Relief floods through me, and I collapse against my pillows in exhaustion.
“Would you like to meet your son?” the nurse asks as he brings a small bundle of blue blankets to me.
I reach for him eagerly and gasp with adoration when I finally get a look at his perfect little face.
I’m crying for real this time. Tears of joy spill down my face in an unbroken cascade. I have my son in my arms and my alpha at my side.
Not even a year ago, I couldn’t have imagined a life like this for myself. A life where I have a family, a home, and meaning.
Epilogue
Marius
“Are you sure about this?” Rubin wrings his hands anxiously as he watches Molly strap our four month old son into a stroller. “I’m not sure about this.”
“Rubin, my love, we talked about this. You agreed it was a good idea last night, didn’t you?” I place my hands on his shoulders and look him in the eye. “Everything is going to be fine.”
We’re standing in the driveway in front of the house as Molly prepares to take our son, Benji, on a walk through the neighborhood. It’s a nice sunny afternoon. The sky is clear. It’s a perfect day for an outing like this.
“Don’t worry. I won’t let anything happen to him,” Molly says with a smile. “He’ll be okay.”
“I know you’ll look at after him. I just...” Rubin chews his lip and looks between Molly and me for a moment. “I’m sorry. It’s just the first time I’ll be away from him for more than a few minutes.”
“Which is exactly why we need to do this.” I pull him into a warm hug. “Benji will be okay with Molly. But you need a little bit of a break, even if it’s just for an hour once or twice a week. You need to relax, unwind, and stop trying to be super papa all the time.”
Rubin chuckles a little and steps forward to kneel beside the stroller. “I know...”
Benji squeals with excitement when he sees Rubin. Four months old, and he’s already a papa’s boy. I smile as I watch them together; my omega and my son.
“You be good for Grandma, okay?” Rubin says as he gently kisses Benji’s forehead. “I’ll see you soon.” He rises from the ground and quickly gives Molly a hug. “I’m sorry for being such a wet blanket.”
“You’re not a wet blanket,” she assures him. “You’re a new parent. He’s your firstborn. Of course you don’t want to let him out of your sight. I promise, everything’s going to be okay. We’re going to meet Paul down by the park and feed the geese. Then we’ll come home. We’ll be out for an hour, minimum. Two hours max.” Molly winks at me before she moves behind the stroller and grabs the handle.
“Bye!” Rubin calls out and waves after them as Molly sets off a steady walk down the driveway.
“Come on.” I gingerly coax Rubin inside by his elbow. “I’ve got those foot massage oils Denver sent you for your birthday all ready upstairs. I’ll rub your feet, and you can read that new book you got.”
I know Molly thinks I want this time alone with Rubin so we can make up for the dead spot in our love life as of late. While it’s true that I wouldn’t say no to a little lovemaking, I’m more interested in trying to help Rubin relax.
I wasn’t being facetious when I called him Super Papa. He’s taken his role very seriously and has been working hard to make sure Benji is meeting all his developmental milestones. I know he’s trying to make up for a lot of the things he’s certain he missed out on, but I’ve been growing a little worried about him.
He rarely takes time for himself and Benji is never more than three feet away. While I’m glad he’s being such a good father, I know how important self-care is…especially for new parents. I want him to know he’s still the center of my universe, and that no matter what happens, I’m here for him.
“You don’t have to do that,” Rubin protests as I lead him toward the stairs. “I can just soak in the tub or something. I’m sure you’ve got better things to do.”
“There’s nothing better than showering you with my love.” I pause on the steps and lean down to kiss him.
Our lips meet tentatively at first, but the kiss quickly deepens. Rubin is more eager than I was expecting. He grabs a handful of my shirt and strains up to meet me. My balls start to swell and my cock is quickly getting hard. I’m pent up, and I don’t think I can hold myself back.
“Are you sure about this?” I ask him as I break the kiss. “If we stop now, we can still go upstairs and I’ll rub your feet while you relax and read.”
“Why would I want that when I can have this?” He rubs his hand against the bulge in my pants. “Shit...how long has it been?” he asks with a little whine. “I feel like it’s been months since we did anything like this.”
“I haven’t really been keeping track, but I know it’s been a while.” He doesn’t need to know it’s been exactly forty-three days since we last had honest-to-God sex. He also doesn’t need to know it really wasn’t all that satisfying because he kept wan
ting to check on Benji every five minutes. It’s really, really hard to orgasm when your partner keeps getting up and walking across the room.
But Rubin’s got enough on his plate without worrying about keeping a horny alpha satiated. We’ll find our groove again.
“Well, I think we should make up for lost time...” He breathes against my mouth as he begins unfastening my belt.
Other than Molly, everyone else has the day off. I intentionally scheduled it that way. I love having the others around, but I didn’t want to worry about any distractions in case something actually happened between us.
Rubin slides my pants down and kneels on the step beside me. His lips close around my cock, and I moan at the feeling. I’ve missed this so much. The warmth of his mouth, the delightful suction, the way he gently massages my balls, it’s all so heavenly. I just want to lose myself in it.
I know the position is a little awkward, given the height difference on the stairs. So when he stops to catch his breath, I lower myself into a sitting position beside him. As soon as I’m on his level, Rubin kisses me again. His lips are salty with the taste of my precome, and his mouth is eager. Our tongues entwine as he reaches down and curls a hand around my dick.
I can’t hold back a gasp against his lips, but he doesn’t let up. Long, smooth, and delightfully tight strokes send shivers down my spine. I love this feeling so much. It’s not just that I’m getting my cock stroked and sucked. It’s that Rubin, my omega, is being intimate with me.
That’s what makes everything feel ten times better than it would if I was just masturbating.
“This was supposed to be about you,” I protest when our lips finally part long enough for me to get a word in edgewise. “You deserve some attention too.”
“I’ve been neglecting you,” he says as he gives my cock an affectionate squeeze. “Don’t worry. You’ll get your chance to give me plenty of attention.” Rubin slides down onto the steps in front of me and finishes removing my pants the rest of the way. As soon as they’re gone, he kneels between my legs and takes my cock in his mouth again.
This time, he doesn’t hold back. His head bobs up and down in a steady, dizzying rhythm, and my balls tighten from the pressure building in my dick.
“R-Rubin, if you keep up...I’m not...I’m gonna come, Rubin!” I try to hold back but I can’t. My knot swells and come erupts from my cock, filling Rubin’s mouth.
Leaning back against the stairs, I pant desperately trying to suck in air. That orgasm was short, but powerful, and I feel like I’ve been knocked off my feet.
“How was it?” Rubin asks as he gingerly kisses my slowly softening dick. “Did you like it?”
“I did.” I lift my head to look at him. “I wanted to come with you though. I tried to hold back, but I guess I was more backed up than I thought.”
Rubin winks. “You’ll still get your wish.” He gives my cock a little squeeze and it starts to respond to him.
“You’re trying to wear me out completely, aren’t you?” I give him a sly grin.
“You’ll be fine.” Rubin begins stripping out of his clothing, and I watch with rapt attention. He’s still a little self-conscious about his body, especially post pregnancy, but I love everything about him. Every curve, every dimple, every stretch mark is a mark that he’s mine. My omega, from the top of his head to the tips of his toes.
My cock rises to attention as soon as Rubin’s naked body in unveiled. He’s already rock hard, and judging by how tight his balls look, I don’t think he’s got far to go before comes too. I can see the slick coating the insides of his thighs as he stands awkwardly before me.
My omega is ready to be fucked and knotted, and I’m ready to oblige.
Quickly shedding the last of my clothing, I reach for him.
Rubin easily falls into my lap. Again, we kiss, but now our hands won’t stop teasing one another. His fingers especially are drawn to my nipples. He squeezes them gently, and I shiver and moan under his touch.
“Do you feel that?” I ask him as my erection has once again reached its full potential. It’s pressing up against his ass, just inches from that wet little hole. “Do you want it?”
“Why are you teasing me?” He wiggles in my lap as he shoots a dirty look in my direction. “Of course I want it.”
“Then turn toward me.”
Rubin quickly obliges, throwing a leg over my lap and placing his hands on my shoulders. “Like this?”
“Yes, exactly.” My cock is so close to slipping in on its own that it’s driving me a little crazy. My balls are tightening up again and getting ready for round two.
“Here...” Rubin raises himself up slightly, and I quickly adjust my cock as it’s pointing straight up. With a sly grin, he lowers himself onto me. His moan makes my balls spasm as my cock plunges into his asshole, instantly enveloped in the warm, slick, tightness of his perfect body.
“Ready? Cuz once I start, I’m not stopping until we’re through,” he warns me.
I glance down at his cock. He looks like he’s going to burst, and I know I’m not far behind.
“Giddyup.” I curl my arms loosely around his thighs.
His motions are slow at first, but he quickly picks up speed. Matching his rhythm, I thrust my hips up to meet him, increasing the depth of my cock, reaching those sensitive spots that make him coo, and moan, and shiver.
His fingers curl into my shoulders and his head falls back as he lets his voice fill the air.
Rubin looks stunning, and the fact that not only do I get to fuck him, but he loves me and is the father of my son, hits me like a ton of bricks. I’m the luckiest fucking alpha in the universe.
“Shit, Marius, I’m gonna come. I’m gonna, yes, yes, yes...I’m coming!” He shouts as his entire body tightens around me. Come shoots from his dick, splattering across my chest and dripping across my abs.
That was all I needed to trigger my second orgasm. Throwing my arms around Rubin’s back, I pull him close to me as my knot begins to swell.
“I fucking love you,” I pant before my cock erupts, and I fill him with my seed.
“And I fucking love you,” Rubin laughs. He kisses my lips and my neck, draping himself across my chest while trying to catch his breath.
We sit motionless for a moment as we try to recover.
Rubin is the first to speak up. “We should do this more often,” he says with a little laugh. “I like it.”
“We definitely will. I want you every morning and every night…and at least a hundred times in between.” I rub his belly, wondering when our next baby will start growing in there. “Besides, Molly’s already agreed to take Benji out again every week.” I kiss the top of his head gently and give him a little squeeze.
Looks like we found our rhythm again after all.
“Morning and nights sound good.” Rubin lifts his head and pretends to look at a watch he isn’t wearing. “Is it nighttime yet?”
I really am the luckiest alpha in the world.
The End.
* * *
FROM THE AUTHOR:
Thank you so much for taking this journey with me. The Omega House books have been so much fun to write and I hope you’ve enjoyed reading them.
My next series will be in the same universe, and you might even recognize a name or two throughout.
It’s called Omega For Hire, and book 1 starts with Alpha’s Fake Omega.
North is the heir to a booming family business. He was due to take control of the company on his thirtieth birthday in six months, but his grandfather has added another stipulation to the deal. North can't take over until he's put down roots and started a family. As an alpha in the prime of his life, North isn't interested in "settling down" and instead hatches a plan to get his hands on the company while avoiding his grandfather's restrictions.
Dante has worked at Omega for Hire as an escort for a while now. People usually hire him for short term gigs, mostly as arm candy to parties and dinners. When he gets an offer to b
e North's live-in boyfriend for the next six months, he's hesitant to take the offer and bail on all his regular clients. But the money is too good to turn down and the idea of living in the lap of luxury until North's birthday sounds like a dream.
But an unexpected heat and some misplaced suppressants might just turn this temporary situation into a permanent one.
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright
1. Rubin
2. Marius
3. Rubin
4. Marius
5. Rubin
6. Marius
7. Rubin
8. Marius
9. Rubin
10. Marius
11. Rubin
12. Marius
13. Rubin
14. Marius
15. Rubin
Epilogue