Page 48 of Omega's Pretend Mate
He leaned in and nosed at the spot that would soon bear his mark. That was all it took. I wanted it too much.
“Alpha!” I screamed as I came.
Christian growled in my ear, fucking me through another orgasm. Then he drove himself deep, his knot locking us together at the same time he sank his teeth into my neck.
I screamed as bliss exploded through me.
The first thing I noticed when I returned to my senses was a satisfied growl in my ear, then the feel of my alpha’s cock pulsing inside me.
I was his, and nothing would ever change that.
He released his bite and kissed around the mark.
“It’s gorgeous on you,” he growled.
I smiled and hummed happily, completely exhausted after the day and the mind-blowing sex we’d just had.
He chuckled and carefully maneuvered us onto our sides, where I could enjoy the feeling of his knot inside me until it went down.
Christian settled his hand on my stomach, and I shivered. Unprotected bonding sex almost always resulted in pregnancy. It was likely that the seed that would become our first child was already inside me, just waiting to take root.
“I love you, Gabe Jeffries.”
I hummed softly. I loved hearing him call me that. “I love you too, Christian Jeffries.”
He kissed my shoulder. “We should sleep. We’ve still got an early flight.”
I yawned and nodded. “Yes, alpha.”
He dragged his teeth over my ear. “Sleep for now, anyway. I think I’ll be waking you up for more soon enough.”
I moaned. “God, yes.”
He chuckled. “Glad we’re on the same page.”
I smiled and settled in for what sleep I could manage. I had the feeling we’d both be exhausted in the morning, but it would be worth it.
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~February~
I took a deep breath to force my mind from the Braxton Hicks contractions that had been bothering me for a couple hours. They were stronger than normal, but I only had to get through one more trial, then I’d be on paternity leave.
Luckily it was likely to be a short day. Both parties had agreed to a bench trial, and the judge was the no-nonsense kind of man who had struck down a lot of tangential evidence. It had been pretty much agreed upon that the defendant was at fault, but we hadn’t been able to reconcile on damages for a settlement.
I presented the opening statements for the plaintiff, then went over the allowed evidence for our side. Finally I sat with a relieved sigh as the defendant’s attorney stood to present their case.
He was almost done with his opening statement when a new pain hit.
No, no baby, no. You’re not due for another two-and-a-half weeks. Everybody is coming to see you: mama and father, Christian’s parents, grandfather is even feeling good enough that he and grandmama are going to come. They all had plans to be here for your big day.
I winced at another contraction, and knew that two weeks was out of the question. Instead I’d be heading to the hospital that afternoon. I just had to hope that I could get through the trial.
Can you hold on just a couple more hours for papa to be done?
As if in reply, I felt a wetness soak through my pants.
I took a deep breath.
