Her eyes went wide and she bit her lip, grinding her hips against his lower belly and peeping up at him hesitantly.
The big man knew that especially when she was in the grips of a heat, and as intelligent as he knew that she was, it was hard for her to say what she wanted.
The reassuring call that he used only with her erupted from his chest automatically, and he watched her movements grow less frantic, her body less taut because of it. "Whenever you're ready, Ebby."
She was on him practically before he finished the sentence, dragging herself down his body. He had the incredibly erotic view of watching her take him in, feeling her doing that to him and watching the emotions crossing her face at the same time. It made him want to be less patient than he was trying to be for her, and his fists bunched in the bedclothes.
It took her much longer than it would have taken him to accomplish the same thing, but it was a torture he didn't want to stop, and he made no motions of impatience that might have made her feel she needed to move more quickly. When he felt her bottom against his balls, he encouraged her to sit up, her body weight driving him just that much further into her as she immediately began to ride him.
One hand found those enticingly swaying breasts, tweaking her nipples as he sat up to kiss her passionately, his other hand finding an almost too sensitive clit. She tried to jerk away from him when the pads of his fingers brushed over her, but he held her gently in place.
"You know what needs to happen next, little omega." It wasn't a question; it was a statement.
She gave him a distressed look again, her little hands pressing against his chest as she shook her head. "No," she breathed.
"Do you want me to do it, instead?" he offered softly, and she nodded, although reluctantly.
Ciaran rolled with her, so that she was beneath him, putting himself into the right position, the sharp point of his spur at the ready. As he purred more loudly and slowly pierced her, he whispered, "Bear the pain for your Alpha. The ecstasy you seek is just beyond it."
And he was right. Even in heat, it was hard for her to bear, but he wouldn't allow her to avoid it, and she did take some pride in bearing it for him, although she couldn't stop the inevitable tears that came before the pain subsided.
When he was truly in possession of her, in every possible way he could be, he knew he didn't have much time. She was in such a state from having been teased for so long that she was likely to explode at any second. So, he found and began to determinedly strum her clitty, whispering to her fervently, "Accept the pleasure and the pain your Alpha brings you. Accept me. Accept your life. Accept the new life that we create."
He wasn't sure what it was that he had done or said, but she seemed to blossom beneath him, feeling her truly welcome him into herself in a way she hadn't before.
Three…four…five passes over her painfully swollen bud, and that was all she needed.
Ciaran watched her full-body explosion, at first, while he still could, and it was the epitome of agony and ecstasy. But soon, he was caught up in the same feelings, and all he could do was drive into her as she gripped him almost to the point of actually hurting him, until he began to spray her insides with himself while she clutched greedily at him. He murmured under his breath the words that had been ringing in his head since that moment when he'd seen her while he was fighting for his own life, letting the horror they represented to him spill out with them, "I could have lost you. I could have lost you. I. Could. Have. Lost. You."
Ebby was too far gone to understand their significance at the moment. She finally had what he'd been denying her for what seemed like an eternity, and she was going to get everything she could out of it. Out of him.
She never really let him go, even when he wasn't really still capable—shooting blanks—keeping him inside her as much as she could while he recovered.
Ciaran held her back to his front as he ran his hands lazily through her hair. For some reason, the way Vaudt spoke about his mate—his unabashedly proud, surprisingly emotional words—had made quite an impression on him. And it appeared that Kosh had found the same thing with his omega, too.
And that made him want something more from his own omega than just the babies he'd set his single-minded sights on so early in his life.
When he spoke, he sounded uncharacteristically hesitant. "Ebby…"
She was now more in possession of her faculties, her heat finally beginning to recede. "I heard," she interrupted softly. "Sir."
He squeezed her gently.
"We really did think that we were saving you and ourselves—" she began, feeling him stiffen behind her.
"I know," he interrupted gruffly. "I'm surprised my hair and beard aren't stark white from the sight of you. I feel as if they should be."
"I'm sorry to have frightened you, Sir."
He was plain with her. "I can't say the same thing if what I did over the past couple of days stops you from ever doing anything so fucking idiotic ever again."
Was that a delicate snort of derision he heard from his little omega?
"But I didn't mean to make you sick."
Ebby was smart enough—even now—to realize that was as close as he was likely to get to an apology. "I know."
His big hand slipped over her flat tummy. "I like it when you're in heat, little girl." He drew a ragged breath, then took the plunge. "But I also like talking to you and feeding you and bathing you."
She squirmed a little within the confines of his arms, but he held her securely, which was exactly what she wanted. "Do you think that I could ever convince you to—"
"To what?" He was genuinely curious.
"To teach me to fight better?"
He almost smiled, his face buried in her hair. "I could probably be persuaded to do that, although it will depend."
"On what?"
"Oh whether or not you're pregnant."
She turned towards him, pressing her lips to his. "If I'm not, it's not going to be for lack of trying on your part."
Epilogue
It was not an overnight thing for either of them—how they came to feel for each other. They were two strong, stubborn people who clashed frequently, and the more affectionate—and not just passionate—he was towards her, the more secure she felt. She never backed down from him, never made it easier for him to be her Alpha, sometimes driving him to simply take her in the middle of an argument, just to shut her up.
Not that she let him get away with that, but she was necessarily mellower when she'd been covered by him.
They were each making the effort to be kinder to the other, but she was naturally much less combative when she was in estrus, which he did his best to keep her in, although not just for the respite that gave him.
But Ciaran awoke one morning and realized with a start that that hadn't happened to her in a good long while. He threw back the covers in order to see if he could find evidence to support his theory, and sure enough, her usually flat belly was more rounded than it had ever been.
He couldn't stop the grin that split his face from ear to ear as he placed his enormous hand over the slight bulge.
"I'll give you five seconds to remove your hand or you're going to withdraw a bloody stump—and I don't mean your big paw, either."
It was true that his cock—hard as always around her—was pressed against her hip. And that threat was almost enough to make him do as she said, but not quite. His mate was not a fan of mornings, he had discovered.
"You're caught," he whispered reverently, leaning down to kiss her there. "You're pregnant."
"I am," Ebby replied, as if it was no secret to her.
He sat up, full of indignation. "Why didn't you tell me, girl?"
Even now that she was full of his child, she was still not "woman" but "girl" to him. "I was going to, but you ruined the surprise."
"Oh."
He looked so dejected that she took pity on him, rolling over and onto him, taking him into her in one—still challenging but definitely
rewarding—motion that had the both of them moaning.
As she began to move on him and his own intellect became severely threatened, he played with breasts that did feel a bit fuller than usual, and he ought to know.
"No more fighting training until after the birth," he pronounced.
Ebby pouted prettily down at him, but she couldn't maintain it because he felt too good.
Ciaran cupped her cheek in his palm and gazed up at her. "I like you a lot, you know."
She smiled. Neither of them had said that they loved each other, although it was probably true, perhaps more so on his part than hers, even. Although she was learning to settle into what was her place in his world.
"I like you, a lot, too," she panted.
He tucked her beneath him, and she was still awed at his size and strength as he took her, driving her beyond the pain that was inherent for her in their mating and shooting her into the stars while keeping her firmly anchored beneath him at the same time.
Ciaran began to purr to her as they slowly disconnected, and he leaned down to kiss her. "Thank you."
"For what?"
"For the baby."
Ebby moved restlessly. "Don't thank me until you're holding it in your arms. You know how tentative omega pregnancies can be."
"Stop reading my books!" he mock yelled. "Which is why I want to take you to Vaudt's outpost when your time draws near. I would take you back to base, but I don't think we'd get there in time, and he's closer. Plus, his mate—"
"Has a clinic. I was there, too, you know…sort of."
"Wouldn't you enjoy being around women at a time like that?"
"Yes—at any time. You forget that I was raised by women."
Ciaran frowned. "I have never forgotten anything about you, little one, and I never will. Perhaps we should—once the child is born—return to the base. You might be happier there."
Ebby sat up on her elbow and looked down at him. "You—you would do that for me?"
He raised himself up, too, and stared down into her eyes as he threaded his big fingers into her hair. "I would do anything for you, my little omega, if you would just continue to look at me like you are right now."
The End
Carolyn Faulkner
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