Page 68 of The Twelve Knots of Christmas
Still licking my lips, I returned to the pack bed and wiggled back in so that I was face to face with Mariska. I could stare at her forever.
When she said yes to being our Omega yesterday, I wanted to stand on top of the sleigh and shout out to the world that she was ours. It was the happiest moment in my life, and I had no doubt there would be countless more happiest moments together.
Her nose cutely crinkled and her eyes fluttered open. A sleepy smile graced her lips as she saw me. “Good morning,” she murmured. “Something smells good.”
“Could it be this?” I kissed her, soft and long. Her sensual scent intoxicated me, more so now that it was mixed with the pack’s. Her creamy vanilla mixed with cocoa, evergreen, and citrus. We were Christmas wrapped up in one package.
Mariska licked at my bottom lip. “Mmm. Cinnamon buns. Did you sneak down for a midnight snack without me?”
“At midnight, I had you knotted a second time, and you were sucking Lucian’s cock.” I smirked and waggled my brows at her. Even after the night of unending sex, she still blushed when I said it. God, I loved this Omega.
I quietly laughed and pulled her against me. “I took Artemis out and grabbed a bite to eat five minutes ago.”
She hooked a leg over my hip and kissed me. “Thank you. You take such good care of both of us.”
Of course I did. I would do nothing less for my mate. “She’s fed too, so you can stay right here in bed for as long as you want.”
“You spoil me.” Mariska cuddled up to me more so and lightly caressed my side. My dick twitched, starting to harden. I never thought I could go so many times, but with this Omega, now I knew I’d never stop.
“Yep.” I kissed her and twined our tongues, savoring the taste of her. Her scent thickened, and I gripped her ass to pull her close enough to rub the head of my stiffening cock on her inner thigh. She moaned, and I ate it all up. “Thoroughly.”
“And would you spoil your own kids so thoroughly?” Her question was a hot breath against my lips as she skimmed her fingers across my chest.
I paused. Was this a trick question? She didn’t want babies, and I’d promised not to mention them again. Not that we really had much of a chance to talk about anything after getting back to the farm. She yanked me out of my paranoid thoughts with a thrust of her hips to press her hot pussy against my shaft.
With no idea what this was about, I could only be honest. “Any kid of mine would be well taken care of. So yeah, spoiled, but they’ll be working the farm with me too. I’ll teach them everything I know.” Just like my dad had done with me. Those were great times, but if we didn’t have babies, I’d still have those memories and Mariska. She was the most important thing. “But right now, I have something else on my mind.”
I kissed down her neck, but she cupped my face with both hands and lifted my head so we were almost nose to nose. “I didn’t mean it when I said I never wanted children.”
My heart leapt into my throat. “What?”
“I was angry, and I’m sorry.” Mariska nipped her lower lip, but kept eye contact with me. “I only meant I don’t want children right now, but one day, I would love to have babies. With four of us to parent them, how hard could it be?”
Fuck, yes! The new happiest moment of my life.
I rained kisses all over her face and rolled to pin her under me. “Best Christmas present ever!”
Mariska laughed and then gasped as I drove up into her. Heat sizzled through my body as I started a slow pace, rocking my hips to make my strokes long and deep. I could feel as I bumped against the back of her, the entrance to her womb. The place that one day I would put my babies.
She would be the most beautiful pregnant woman. I’d rub her large belly and her tits swollen with milk. And then seeing her jiggle a baby on her curvy hip… I fucked her faster.
Mariska as the mother of my children was the hottest thought ever.
On either side of us, I was barely aware of Lucian and Jasper wide awake and enjoying the show. Jasper wasn’t shy at all as he stroked his hard cock, while Lucian was still half covered with the blanket.
“Oh God! Yes!” She wrapped her limbs around me, pumping her hips in rhythm with mine. Her pussy clenched me tighter and tighter with her slick drenching us both. She cried out against my mouth, heaving with each breath. My knot swelled, shortening my thrusts. “Claim me. Mark me as yours!”
I growled and didn’t even think twice. Twisting her head to the side, I kissed and licked down her neck to her left breast, just above her heart. I’d make sure to always be in there, just as she forever was in my heart.
When I bit her, I didn’t hold back. My teeth pierced through her soft flesh and the coppery taste of blood mingled with the cinnamon. Mariska screamed and bucked under me. I kept fucking, pushing her orgasm as far as it could go and then beyond.
My knot thickened, bigger than it had ever been before, and I could barely thrust. It was enough to push me over the edge. I threw back my head and bellowed as I emptied my load into her. “Mine! Mine forever!”
Panting, I rolled us so that she was on top of me, and I wouldn’t squish her as I collapsed. I licked at the mark I’d made, stopping the little trickles of blood.
My mark. My Omega.
A purr rumbled in my chest. My heart had never been so full.
