He reaches around and smacks my ass. “I told you I’d be fine.”
“You were better than fine,” I say, looking up at him and smiling.
“I certainly fucking hope so.” He smiles and kisses me.
I kiss his chest, then climb on top of him so that I’m straddling him as he lies on the bed. I lean down and pull his lips to mine in a sensual kiss. Rubbing my entrance along his arousal as I kiss my way down to his mark, he growls when I suck on the sensitive flesh. “Do you think you can handle another round?” I can feel him turning rock solid against me again already.
I have to brace myself with my hands on his chest as I drop my head in a gasp when he thrusts up into me without warning. “Does that answer your question?” he asks with a grin as he grabs my hips.
“Oh, yeah,” I say, throwing my head back as he plunges deep. “Good answer.”
Thirty-Two
Olivia
“I’m so excited I can hardly stand it,” I say, grasping Ethan’s hand as we wait for Jillian in the ultrasound room.
“Me too, baby,” Ethan says, kissing me on the forehead. “It’s been a long three months of waiting to get here.”
“Hello, you two,” Jillian says with a bright smile as she comes in the room. “Are we ready to find out who we have in there?”
“So ready, Jillian,” I say, squeezing Ethan’s hand.
“Are you hoping for any combination of girl versus boy?” she asks, squirting the warm gel on my stomach.
“Not at all.” Ethan kisses my forehead again. “Just two healthy babies.”
“Okay,” Jillian says, placing the wand on my stomach. “Let’s see if they’ll cooperate with us today.” She first allows us to hear the heartbeats again and takes some measurements of each. “There’s been a lot of growth in the last few months. That’s excellent to see,” she says as she records some information. “So, I’m very happy to report that I’m able to see the sex of both babies. Are you ready?”
I squeeze Ethan’s hand tight again. “Oh, my gosh. Yes, definitely,” I say as Ethan studies the monitor as if he’s going to figure it out for himself.
“Okay, here we have baby number one,” she says, positioning the wand on my stomach. “Congratulations, baby number one is a boy.” Ethan and I smile at each other, and he bends down to meet my lips with his as Jillian moves the wand over baby number two. “And, here we have baby boy number two.”
I gasp and cover my mouth with my hands. “Two boys,” I say, looking up at Ethan who is smiling. I swear his chest has swollen to twice its normal size with pride.
“The next Alpha of Pinewood is in here,” he says, touching the side of my stomach as Jillian cleans the gel from the top.
“But, there are two boys. Which one?” I ask, already feeling my heart sink a little for the one who won’t be given the title.
“The first born. It’s the order of things, baby,” Ethan says, seeming to sense my feelings as he kisses my forehead. “It’ll be okay.”
When we arrive home, I sit and look at the pictures Jillian sent with us, and I can’t help but worry about the baby boy who will be born only minutes after the first. Will he feel cast aside simply because he was born second? Will he want what the first one has? Will the first born have earned the title of Alpha simply because he was born first?
“Baby, you’ve got to stop thinking about this,” Ethan says, sitting next to me on the couch and taking my hand in his. “This is good news, no, this is fucking phenomenal news. Two boys. They’ll be brothers, Liv.”
“I just worry?—”
“I know you do, but you need to stop. Even if the Alpha position does become an issue for them down the road, it’s way too soon to think about that now.”
“What if the first one doesn’t want to be Alpha? What if the second born is more suited for it?”
“Well, it’s not traditional, but the first born can step down. I can tell you I certainly don’t plan on raising my son to believe that’s an acceptable option, though.”
“What if the second born wants the position as badly as the first born?”
Ethan shakes his head. “That’s not how it works, Olivia. The position isn’t his to have unless his brother is unable to fulfill his duty as Alpha. He’ll be raised to honor and respect that. If two brothers are close in age, the second born will usually be named the second in command. They could work alongside each other and run the pack together.”
“You seem confident.”