Page 64 of Gamers' Omega
I blinked. “What?”
He leaned in, tipped my chin up, and kissed the tip of my nose. “Or syringes, or however those sperm donation places do it. It’s probably way smaller than a turkey baster now that I think about it.”
“Why would I need a sperm donor?” I asked.
Tony gave me a confused look. “You don’t. But how else are we going to do it without being inside you?”
His meaning sunk in, and I almost burst into tears. My mates were so good about my fears that, even when discussing pregnancy, they assumed they wouldn’t be fucking me.
“I… I think I’m ready to try it,” I whispered. “But…” I took a deep breath. “During my heat. I’ll be more likely to get pregnant then, in case I don’t like it.”
Freddie reached over from where he was on Beck’s other side and rested his hand on me. “Sweetheart, I’m thrilled. But, all jokes aside, Tony’s right. There are options if you don’t want us inside you.”
I closed my eyes and rested my head on Tony’s chest again. “My heat… it hurts a little bit more each time. Even though I’ve never taken a knot, my body demands it. It’s a need that’s been unfulfilled, and the longer it goes, the harder it is for me to find relief.”
I took a deep breath. “Maybe it’s selfish, but if I could even get to a point mentally where I’m not scared during my heats…”
Ian reached across Tony to squeeze my hand. “It’s not selfish. If that’s the only time you want us there, then that’s the only time you want us there. There’s still plenty of other things you like, right?”
“Yeah…”
“Like frotting?” Tony asked.
I chuckled.
“And hands,” Freddie added.
“You came so hard when you let me suck you the other day,” Ian stated.
I smiled. “Yeah, but I don’t know about the kissing after.” I crinkled my nose. “I don’t think I’m a fan of the taste of cum.”
“No kissing after sucking,” Ian replied. “Good to know.”
“Just like that?” I asked.
Ian laughed. “Just like that. Beck’s the same. He’ll suck anybody else like a champ, but he doesn’t like the flavor of his own jizz. So we either don’t kiss, or use mouthwash or something after. It’s not a big deal.”
“And flavored condoms exist if you like the act of sucking, but don’t like other people’s cum either,” Tony stated. “We even have some. Sometimes I prefer them so I can kiss Beck right after he comes rather than skip off to brush my teeth.”
I let out a sigh of relief. This was part of the reason I’d been able to acknowledge them as my mates so quickly. They said the right things, but they also demonstrated that they already practiced them.
I trusted them completely. It was a new feeling, and wonderful.
“That sounded like a happy sigh,” Freddie murmured.
“Mm-hmm.”
“Feel better?”
I laughed. “Yes.” Then, “My-my next heat is in early June. I…” I took a deep breath. “If you guys are ready, I’d like for you to breed me then.”
There was a moment of silence, but it was the comfortable sort where I knew my men were doing that talking-without-speaking thing that only people who understood each other very well could do.
“Only if you still want it when your heat comes,” Freddie answered.
Another moment of silence.
“And we want you to talk to your therapist,” Ian added. “We trust you, but this is a big decision. There are going to be things they’ll think to ask about, that we won’t. Ok?”
