Page 81 of For the First Time
“Both?”
Being stuck on Everett’s dick gave me time to think.My mates always held me after we had sex, but there was something different about lying on the bed with your partner still inside you.A different type of intimacy that I couldn’t explain.Maybe because we were both still aroused, yet we weren’t using our bodies for pleasure?I wasn’t sure.
“Why do you think your knot pops out?”More and more lately, I’d been getting stuck on Oaks’s and Everett’s dick after sex.Not that I was complaining.It was just odd.Alphas weren’t biologically expected to knot betas.
“I think it has to do with the fact that we see you as pack.Our bodies don’t understand designation, not logically.Omega pheromones might make a knot pop with little effort, but you have your own scent, Babygirl, that makes my cock hard.Since you haven’t worn that descenter shit in a while, and that chocolatey-goodness scent of yours is starting to linger around the house, it makes sense that our bodies are becoming more adjusted to filling you up.”
I nearly jumped when his hand came to rub my lower stomach.
Kids.Children.Of course we’ve talked about it.You can’t go through a heat without bringing up the possibility for children.Especially when I was the only female getting the attention of three males literally primed to fuck.
I did want that with my pack.I wanted the whole family thing.Wanted to raise children so that they didn’t care what their designation was.Because even as I’d peeked out of the beta box society had set me in, I wasn’t sure I would ever truly climb outside it.Wasn’t sure remaining out of the box was even possible when we lived here.
What would happen if our child went through puberty, and they emerged as an omega.Would we just let the OC take them?Most parents considered it an honor, a prize, a way of life, that any omega children would essentially be raised by the state.They received their stipend, and most children still saw their parents weekly, if not more.But I didn’t want my kid to have to pack-up to enjoy the world.
And if we had a beta?I didn’t want society telling them how useless they were.That all they contributed to life was their offerings to the other designations.No one should be made to feel lesser because of their biology.
Of course, there was a third option.An alpha.A child that society would give a silver spoon to and yet, have to bear the brunt of scrutiny.Any fault of a pack is theirs.Any failing, any struggle, it all rests on an alpha’s shoulders.And sure, an argument could be made that previous alphas had forced the weight from the other designations and burdened themselves with it.But that still meant later generations were struggling to not buckle under the expectations of the past.
We had to change.We had to do better.
I was so grateful that I’d found Everett and this pack.I hated thinking about my life before.Hiding my scent, scared of offending omegas as if they were too fragile to exist in society without me going out of my way to protect them.In trying to help them, I’d taken autonomy from them.Just like the OC was doing.
“I love you.”That was what it all came down to.Letting my scent out, feeling his knot begin to pop, taking care of the house and my mates.
“I love you, too, Babygirl.”Everett’s chest began to vibrate, the soft rumbling purr lulling me to sleep.
Chapter Nineteen
Being officially bondedinto the pack had me feeling like I was walking on clouds.Which of course meant my pack enjoyed tackling me back down to the ground and fucking me because apparently being happy was a turn-on.
Males were strange creatures.It didn’t matter their designation.
That being said, after a weekend of being claimed by Everett, and the following week of my mates coming home during lunch andneedingto be inside me.Yeah, I was sore between the legs.
The bruising on my bottom lip was a hideous yellow color.There was nothing to be done about it except let my body heal.I was pretty sure I was only a few days away from a perfectly healed lip.
