Page 26 of Such a Fierce Omega
“I wish you had told me sooner.”
I shrugged as he helped me get up. “Me too.”
“Hey, let me try something really quick. I saw it on social media.”
Darsh wrapped his arms around my waist and locked his fingers under my belly and lifted. “Oh!” I moaned. “That’s…whoa.”
“Feels good?”
“You have no idea.”
“Come with me. Let’s run that bath.”
While we bathed together, Darsh rubbed my tummy and spoke to our twins. Told them to be good and stop putting their feet in between my ribs. They knew their papa’s voice well. If anything, they became more active, their hands and feet pressing against my stretched-out skin.
“I’m turning into a prune,” I said.
“Me too. Come on, omega.”
For the rest of the night, my alpha made sure I was relaxed. Even knowing I didn’t have to go back to work made my muscles relax. We went to bed after two movies.
“I want you,” I said, rolling over to lie face to face with him.
“Not tonight, Blaze. Tonight, you need sleep. I’ll be here in the morning.”
I pouted but soon after my eyes closed on their own.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Darsh
The tentative date range for the arrival of our babes came and went, but my omega had no contractions or other signs of being ready to give birth. The twins were doing well, according to the healer, and could come anytime, but Blaze was so uncomfortable we were doing everything we could come up with to get things started. We’d tried spicy foods, a lot of walking, even sex, but no babies.
My partners and their omegas all had their own birth stories, and at the shower, held at the club of course, they did not hold back on sharing tips and tricks for the new parents-to-be.
“I can’t believe they set it up here,” my omega whispered. “The very first event held at the new building. Did you know?”
“I knew there was going to be a shower, but they kept me out of any details, so no. It’s an honor, though.”
“The decorations are over the top.”
“You think?” Beale, Jabez’s omega, plopped down on the bench next to Blaze and me. “We had so much fun getting everything ready for you, and this big open space made it way easier than say the conversation area in the original building.”
There were miles of streamers and bunting everywhere, all the colors of the rainbow, a kiddie pool where the guests could hook rubber duckies and win the prizes noted on the bottom of them, a three-tier cake in the duckie theme with actual water somehow being circulated from a pond on top down a waterfall and into a sort of moat around the whole thing.
We had a lot of food as well, and a mountain of gifts we’d never be able to fit into the nursery. Since we’d mated, we’d been socializing a lot with the partners and their omegas, and our friends had set out to give us the shower of the century. It beganat two in the afternoon and at nine when the club was open and starting to hum with activity, we had just cut the cake.
“Everything is so delicious,” Blaze moaned, lifting a bite of cake to his lips and then putting it back on the plate. “But I’ve eaten entirely too much.”
“We all did,” I said, handing both our plates to a server. “But it was worth it.”
“I’m not so sure.” He rubbed his rounded belly. “The twins are cranky about the whole thing.”
“I’m sorry, mate. Why don’t we say our goodbyes to everyone and head home, so you can rest.” I stood and reached out a hand. “I’ll help you up.”
“I think that might be a good idea.” He gripped my hand and moved to stand then sank back down. “Ouch. Just give me a minute, okay? I’m out sure what’s wrong with me but I feel funny.”
“Funny?” Beale, who had been hanging out with us most of the time swooped in again. “Funny how?”
