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“I don’t know. It’s been pretty good so far.” My protests might have been better if I hadn’t strode into the bedroom and sat down on the bed.

He looked up at me, suddenly serious. “You don’t have to do this, alpha. I understand if you don’t want to. I’m not very appealing with my scars and my body all stretched out of shape.”

“Omega, that could not be further from the truth. I wanted to say that if we make love tonight, it’s not a casual thing.”

“You mean you want to do it again? But you don’t even know if I’m any good.”

I hated that he thought of himself in those terms. “No, I mean if we do this, I want to mark you, but I won’t do it without your permission.”

“You have it.” He tipped his face up toward mine. “Now, are you going to kiss me, or do you just want to talk all night?”

“You have no idea.” I bent to take his mouth, my hands already working to undress him. He thought he was ugly, but as I revealed his body, I saw only beauty. Young, strong limbs, the skin stretching over his rounded bump, and the mark on his face that said he could survive just about anything.

When he was naked, I stood and turned, lying him carefully on the bed before undressing myself. He watched me carefully, and I had never felt so self-conscious, hoping he would find me half as appealing as I did him. If his erect cock offered any indication, I was doing okay in his eyes.

Lying beside him, I used my lips and hands to map his body, learning all the planes and dips, tracing the stretch marks on hisbelly. I nibbled his earlobe before lapping the spot where I would mark him. Not yet though. I knelt over him, trying to think what position might be comfortable, even pleasurable for him, but any way I thought of I was afraid might cause him pain.

“On my side, alpha,” he said. “I can support my bump with a pillow and pull my knees up high. I think that will work.”

It was more technical than romantic, but it was also important to discuss and make sure my very pregnant omega was comfortable. I helped him settle into position then lay behind him, skin to skin for the first time. It was bliss before we got any further along. I nibbled the back of his neck, whispering naughty things while reaching between us to test his slick. I’d never been in bed with anyone pregnant before, and I didn’t know all the details about how this worked, but he was so ready for me. “You’re so slick, omega,” I growled.

“Don’t make me wait, then,” he muttered, bucking his hips back toward me. “Please.”

Fitting the head of my cock to his needy hole, I drove inside, the slick gliding me deep into his body. It was so hot and tight, the walls enveloping me like a glove. After a few thrusts, I reached over his hip to fist his cock, stroking and squeezing, needing to bring him along with me. How had I never realized what this could be like? This omega put my casual hookups to shame. But then, my wolf was also really into him, making things more intense by the moment. “Squeeze me, omega. Yes, even tighter.” With him using his muscles, it was harder to get in and out but so rewarding.

I stroked him harder and faster, his bucking hips driving him into my fist until, with a cry, he poured his cum over my hand, and my balls tightened in response. I groaned and spurted jets of cum into his hot ass, my knot swelled, and I sank my teeth into his flesh, marking him as mine.

I pulled him back into my arms and we lay together, bound by my knot, until it eased, but even after my cock deflated, I held him, drifting into the most peaceful sleep of my life.

Chapter Thirteen

Wade

Everything in my world changed the second I admitted to my mate how I felt. And it wasn’t just admitting it to Kurt, although that was huge—it was admitting it to myself. Allowing myself to see something I’d kept buried because it was too terrifying to face what I was sure would be immediate rejection. How wrong I’d been. He not only didn’t reject me, he accepted me fully, loved me, and cherished me.

I’d spent every day since I was maimed believing that nothing about me was what anyone would be looking for, that I was exactly what they said I was. Kurt didn’t see me the way I saw myself. He saw me the way I wanted to see myself. He saw so much more in me than anyone had, even before, and I loved him for it.

No, that wasn’t right. I didn’t love him because of that. I loved him because of everything he was, including the way he looked at me with such love in his eyes. I loved everything about the alpha.

And because I was so deeply in love, I was beyond nervous about today.

We were going to do a video conference with his pack. It had been his idea when I expressed concern about being unwelcome. He said it would help me see who the pack was and how different they were than where I’d come from.

My fear was that, unlike Kurt, they weren’t going to look at me and see someone valuable. They’d see a pregnant omega, marked as less than, with not even fifty dollars to his name. Someone who looked like they could be taken out with a flick of a finger, thanks to how skinny they’d gotten. Someone who didn’t live up to the role I’d be filling.

And really, what could they possibly think I could bring to their pack? I hadn’t been educated. I could barely cook. What was left? Not much.

That’s how I found myself waddling to the main house to find Elias. I’d told Kurt I was going to get more towels. He offered to go himself, but I insisted I needed the exercise. Unlike him, I hadn’t been going out for runs in my wolf form. At least, that was the excuse I gave.

The truth was, I just needed someone to talk to and given I knew only three people here, that lucky person was Elias, and it was as if he’d known I’d be coming.

When I arrived, he already had a tea tray set up, but instead of tea, it was laden with cocoa and cookies—cookies shaped like tiny candy canes and made from two kinds of dough, red and white. Even without frosting, they looked festive. Of course, there was frosting, and I planned to use all of it.

“Are you sure I’m not taking you away from your mate?” I looked at the beautiful display.

“They’re in town getting some things for tomorrow. This is for us.” He indicated I take a seat, and I did.

“How did you…never mind.” I’d learned not to question things here—not when it came to the way Elias and Theo always seemed to know exactly what was needed.

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