Page 133 of My Knotty Mountain Men

There hasn’t been a day that’s gone by since they’ve officially moved in that our house isn’t packed with women.

But if our Omega is happy, then we don’t care. Those girls have become part of our family, and Hazel has the best group of women, alongside Macy, Tessa, and Aiden’s mother to have as role models.

“How's my sweet little angel doing?” Aiden asks, drying his hands off as he finishes the dishes.

“She’s amazing.” I grin as Hazel lets out a little baby squeal. “Just had a baba and a bum change.”

Aiden scoops our daughter out of my arms and lifts her into the air. “Hey, baby girl.” He chuckles at Hazel, blowing raspberries.

“Careful,” I laugh. “You’ll bring her lunch all back up if you move her around too much.”

“Good point.” Aiden shifts to cradle her.

“Guys!” Nolan comes rushing into the living room. We both look his way.

“Everything okay?” I ask, brows furrowing.

He grins. “Ahh, maybe? Yes? No?” He looks over at Aiden. “You think your mom could watch Hazel for...” He takes a moment to think. “Four or five days?”

It’s just now that I realized he looks a mess. His hair is sticking up everywhere, there are marks all over his neck, and his lips are swollen.

Then it clicks. “Shit. Did she start her heat?’

“Oh yeah,” Nolan breathes out.

Typically, it takes a few months after birth for Omega’s heats to start up again, so we’ve known that Violet could start hers anytime now.

“I’ll give her a call,” Aiden says, handing Hazel back over to me, pressing a kiss to her head before taking off.

“Beta!” Violet shouts. “Where are you?”

Nolan’s eyes widen with excitement. “Gotta go.” He gives Hazel a big kiss on the cheek. “Daddy’s gonna miss you. I love you so much, baby girl. Be good for Nana and your aunties.” He gives her one last kiss, presses a quick one to my lips, slaps my ass, and then runs off like a kid off to Disneyland.

Chuckling, I shake my head. Looking back down at Hazel, I brush her hair back. It’s bright red and curly. We haven’t done a DNA test just yet, but I don’t think there’s really any question about who’s swimmer made it to the egg.

“Mom is on the way!” Aiden shouts from the hall. “I’m gonna go grab the away bag.”

A half-hour later, Hazel is off with her nana. There’s an overwhelming panic swirling around inside me, but it starts to drift away the moment we step into Violet’s nest.

The smell of apple pie has my cock thickening, a deep rumbling growl vibrating in my chest.

I nearly fucking lose it, watching my Beta gripping Violet’s ass as he pounds into her. She’s bent over, ass in the air, face pressed to the pillow as she moans so sweetly.

Looking at Aiden, I see the same dwindling restraint in him.

Time to help our Omega through her second heat.

My life is fucking perfect.

Violet

“Morning, baby,” Aiden murmurs. I blink my eyes open, giving him a dopey smile.

“Hi,” I whisper, then groan as I stretch out my body.

I just had my second heat, and much like the first, I hardly remember a thing. But I do know I loved every second of it. And by the way my body aches deliciously, I think that's more confirmation of that verdict.

“How are you feeling?” he asks, brushing some hair off my forehead.

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