Pack Plus Three (Pucking Pregnant Book 1)

22. Daisy

The smell of something delicious tickled my nose, pulling me out of a deep sleep. Groaning, I rolled over and lifted my head from the pillow, glaring at whoever was standing in front of me.

Jeremy was holding a tray in his hands. “Good morning, Duckie. Are you hungry?”

I sat up and rubbed my eyes. The nest had been so damn comfortable, it felt like I”d been in a coma instead of a deep sleep. The pregnancy pillow Jeremy gave me had done its job spectacularly, and I didn’t think I’d tossed and turned a single time.

It was a miracle, really.

“Is that bacon?” I asked sleepily.

Jeremy nodded. “It is, as well as eggs, toast, and a few other snacks I thought you would like. I know you haven’t been the biggest fan of eggs lately, but they”re great for protein. Remember, you”re growing the little one, and they need good food.”

As he spoke, he sat on the edge of the nest, handing me the tray. It smelled divine.

“I can try and eat the eggs,” I said with a pout.

Jeremy smiled. “I added lots of butter and cheese to the scrambled eggs, so they should taste good.”

That sounded bearable. I picked up a strip of bacon, cooked to perfection, and took a bite, satisfied with the crunch it made as I bit down. My palate had changed so much since getting pregnant. Beforehand, I liked bacon well enough. But now that I was pregnant, bacon was the nectar of the gods. I couldn”t get enough of the stuff. I was tempted to beg Jeremy to make the spicy rice cakes that he had fed me the first night I had met him with bacon in it—just the thought of that combination had me salivating.

“What did I do to get breakfast in bed?” I asked after I finished my slice of bacon.

“You’re growing a tiny human and you need rest. Now that you”re here, you”re just gonna have to put up with me taking care of you.”

“Oh no, the horror,” I deadpanned.

Jeremy laughed, shaking his head. “Eat your breakfast. I was thinking we could go spend some time outside today. It”s a lovely sunny day, and you could probably use the vitamin D.”

He was probably right there. When had I last just sat in the sun? Daylight wasn”t exactly an easy thing to come by when I could hardly leave my apartment because I lived in one of the city’s worst neighborhoods.

“That sounds nice. Does this place have a big yard?” I asked.

Jeremy nodded. “Oh, yeah. The landscaping is Devon’s baby. There’s a pond and a gazebo. It looks amazing. I told him I wanted to put in an herb garden, so I could grow some mint for food, and he swiftly told me that there was no way in hell because, apparently, mint is evil and will overtake the entire garden.” Jeremy shrugged with a laugh.

“It”s an invasive plant. If you don”t put it somewhere like a pot, it will grow everywhere—which is kind of useful when you have the opposite of a green thumb, like me.”

“I think we will leave the gardening to Devon,” Jeremy said, leaning forward and plucking a piece of bacon from my plate, biting down on it before I could even protest.

“You”re a brave man, stealing bacon from a pregnant woman,” I growled.

“What if I told you there was a whole tray of bacon downstairs?”

I stilled. “I would say you”re very sexy.”

Jeremy threw his head back with a roaring laugh. “I”ve seen the way you”ve been leaning toward bacon lately. I thought it was better safe than sorry.”

“Sexy and smart.”

The yard was indeed stunning. Jeremy had made a fresh pitcher of lemonade, and we were sitting on the comfortable outdoor furniture, soaking up the rays.

“This may just be heaven,” I moaned.

“It’s pretty spectacular, isn’t it?” Jeremy agreed. “Give me your feet.”

I did as I was told, kicking off my flip-flops and placing my feet in his lap. Foot rubs and sunshine? I could officially die a happy woman.

We basked in the sunshine, not saying much, content to watch Gilbert frolic around the yard.

“He must hate it when you are at the apartment without a yard to play in.”

“Gilbert is a simple creature. As long as I take him for plenty of walks, he”s happy with just a bed. I did feel a touch guilty, though, so I would take him for extra walks while staying there. It’s nice to be home.”

“You could have spent less time at the apartment and more time at home.”

“No, there were things keeping me there.”

“So, we need to go back soon? I”m assuming I”ll be coming with you?”

Jeremy snorted. “You are not going back to that apartment anytime soon, I can assure you of that. It”s dangerous, and I”m not letting you stay somewhere dangerous when you have a newborn baby.”

“But if you”re going back...” I scrambled to find the words. “Don”t get me wrong, I like Devon, but I think it”ll be weird being on my own here without you.”

“I happen to know for a fact that you”re getting along well with Devon. He told me about your date.”

My eyes shot to Jeremy, wide as saucers. How much had Devon told him? “Uh...”

“I’m glad it went well! I”m pretty sure he intends to take you on many more dates, just like I do.”

“Is this ever going to feel normal?” I sighed. “I keep feeling like I”m going to go to sleep and wake up back in the apartment and for none of this to have been real. When you guys finally get bored of me, it”s going to be a harsh fall back to reality for me. I kn—ohh,” I moaned as Jeremy dug his fingers in the arch of my foot just right, and my entire body melted into mush.

“Don”t know how many times I have to tell you this, Daisy, but I”m in this for the long haul. I’m quickly falling in love with you and the little one. I am not afraid to admit it.” Jeremy shrugged. “Do I need to start telling you I love you every single day? If so, I will happily start doing that if it makes you believe that I mean what I say.”

“You”ve mentioned it plenty, and I”m not gonna lie, I also have feelings for you. But a pack? We”ve never really discussed how that would work. I”ve never really thought about how that would work, either. Your packmate doesn”t seem to like me or that I’m here.”

“Devon seems to like you very much,” Jeremy reasoned.

“You know what I mean.” I frowned. “I”m talking about Nate.”

“That grumpy bastard just needs time.”

“I feel like I”m forcing my presence on him. It”s not very nice.”

“You are far too considerate. Nate... He has its own issues and, honestly, he may never want to date again after his past. He”s part of our pack, but he is...damaged.”

“Have you ever seen a pack where an omega is dating more than one member, but not the entire pack?”

“It”s unusual, I admit. I don”t know the best way forward. All I know is that I want to spend the rest of my life with you, raising your little one and watching cheesy movies while I cook and Gilbert steals cheese. I want to watch the little one crawling around with Gilbert. See them take their first steps. Go on adventures together as a family. You are my family now, Daisy.”

It was such a bold declaration. “But we haven”t even... y’know,” I hissed.

Jeremy laughed. “Had sex?” Hands gripped my waist, and before I could even blink, I was situated on his lap. He lifted me as if I was as light as a feather. Considering I was the size of a small house, it was impressive.

“Jeremy!” I cried.

“I think I need to make something clear. Do you feel that?” Using the hands on my hips, he ground me down, and I could feel his extremely hard cock through his jeans. His woodsy scent exploded around me, and I resisted the urge to moan.

“Oh,” I whimpered. The friction set my nerve endings on fire, and my hands flew to his shoulders.

“I want you. I have wanted you more than I have wanted anyone in a long, long time, if not ever. Every time you lean over in front of me, I can”t take my eyes off your cleavage. You have amazing tits and an ass that I can’t stop staring at. I don”t know how I can make it any clearer that I want you. Do you understand?”

I opened my mouth, but I couldn”t find the words, so instead, I simply nodded. His voice had a low, growly tone that made my insides tighten in anticipation. This man kept telling me he liked me, and I kept brushing it off, but there was no denying it. I needed to accept that he had clearly developed feelings for me.

“I am so serious about you, Daisy. If you were ready, I would bond with you today.”

“Wait, what?” I cried, pulling back in shock.

There was serious, then there was ready to bond serious.

Jeremy leaned back, giving me a lazy smile as he cupped my face in one hand, his thumb brushing over my cheek.

“I’m falling in love with you, Daisy St. James, and there’s nothing you can do about it,” he declared proudly.

Maybe I wasn’t ready to bond, but there were certainly other things I wanted to do.

Lurching forward, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself tightly against him. Wiggling my ass, I was elated to feel his hardness. I wasn’t going to let him just give me a happy ending this time.

Jeremy groaned. “If you keep doing that, I’m not responsible for what happens,” he growled in a voice that made my core tighten and my nipples pebble—who knew a voice could do that? I certainly didn’t until I had Jeremy Monroe growling in my ear.

Pulling back slightly to look him dead in the eye, I maintained eye contact as I purposefully wiggled my hips again. The air probably stank of my arousal, but Jeremy had smelled that many times before, and I just didn’t have it in me to care.

“You’re asking for it,” Jeremy growled, his hands snaking under my sweater to palm my breasts as his lips found my neck, gently kissing and nipping at the juncture between my neck and shoulder.

“I really am.” I laughed lightly, reaching out to grab whatever part of him I could. It felt wrong to be doing this outside, but it was also thrilling.

Jeremy mumbled against my lips, like he had read my mind. “I think we should take this inside.”

“I think that’s a mighty fine idea,” I agreed.

Before I could even make an attempt to climb off of his lap, I was airborne. Carrying me bridal style, he practically ran toward the house, straight up the stairs, not stopping until he deposited me in the nest.

I was only alone for a split second before Jeremy was hovering over me, claiming my lips with his own, his calloused hands exploring every curve of my body as I moaned obscenely into his mouth.

It had been so long, and considering I’d never actually crossed the finishing line with Cole, it felt like I had never really had a good time in the bedroom.

Thanks to Jeremy, I’d had a damn good time in the kitchen, so I was quivering with excitement to see what his actions in the bedroom would hold for me.

Alpha. Mine. Bite! a small voice in the back of my mind screamed. My inner omega was a little needy...I needed to rein her in a bit.

Pregnancy was making everything more elevated, more sensitive.

Or that could have been Jeremy’s sheer sex appeal. I wasn’t sure which.

“Off,” I ordered, plucking at his shirt.

“Patience, omega,” Jeremy chided. I growled in response, and his eyes widened as a smile spread across his face.

Instead of responding verbally, I reached my hand down and thrust it inside his pants. Holy fuck, that’s a monster.

“Everything okay, Duckie?” he asked. I must have had my surprise written across my face.

“Yep, all good. Totally good. Fuck...” I started to slowly stroke up and down his length, and he hung his head, closing his eyes and groaning.

“You can’t keep doing that, or I’m going to make a mess all over your hand,” he said, but he didn’t make any attempts to move away.

Why did that sound so good? “Hmm, maybe another day,” I panted.

“Good idea,” he agreed as I pulled my hand away.

A cramp rippled across my midsection, a sickeningly familiar feeling. It had nothing to do with the pregnancy and everything to do with the heat spikes.

Jeremy”s nostrils flattened as he took in the scent. “Is that...?”

“Slick? Yeah, it’s a spike,” I moaned. “It”s your own fault for setting it off.”

“Well, I guess I better take care of it, then,” he said as I pulled his shirt over his head.

Sitting back on his haunches to give me enough space, he did the same to me, making quick work of getting my sweatshirt over my head, leaving me completely naked from the waist up.

“No bra?” he asked with raised eyebrows.

“My tits have grown at least two sizes. Nothing fits anymore.” I shrugged.

“Oh, I’m not complaining,” Jeremy mumbled, his eyes firmly locked on my nipples. Leaning down, he captured one in his mouth, biting down lightly, startling me, but then the spike of pain ebbed into a low burn that had me on the edge before he had even touched my poor, neglected pussy.

“Off,” I instructed, pawing at his pants. Rising to my knees, I helped him remove both his pants and his boxers, the monster of a cock I had just been feeling springing free.

It was far bigger than any I had ever played with, but instead of being terrified and resisting the urge to run for the hills, I was excited to see just want parts of me that cock could touch.

My leggings followed shortly after, and we were both naked, me lying down while Jeremy knelt between my legs, his fingers idly gliding up and down my slick-soaked lips.

He was taking too long. I needed to feel full, and I needed it immediately.

“How’s best for you? I don’t want to do any position that’ll be uncomfortable,” Jeremy said.

I bit my lip. There was one position that would probably be the most comfortable; it was one of my favorites, and it had the added benefit of calling to an alpha’s baser instincts.

Without replying to him, I rolled over, which took a little effort but was worth it. Presenting, as it was often referred to, was essentially displaying your slick-coated sex to an alpha, usually with the omega bent over in front of them, ass wagging in the air.

It was hard for any alpha to resist a presenting omega.

“Fuck,” Jeremy ground out, taking in the sight with an appreciative grunt. “That’s not fair.”

“Who said I was playing fair?” I panted.

Hands gently brushed across my ass, admiring it as they came to settle in a firm but soft grip at my hips.

Jeremy had me firmly in place, and I wasn’t going anywhere. I was in for the duration, and if the slick that was probably pooling onto the nest sheets at this point was any indication, I was more than excited for it.

“Are you sure?” Jeremy asked.

“Hurry up and fuck me!” I snarled.

I didn’t need to tell him twice.

One second, I was whining and gyrating my hips against nothing in Jeremy’s grip, and the next, my pussy felt like it was being split open as he filled me in one complete thrust.

“Holy fuck!” Jeremy moaned as I howled in pleasure.

I wanted more, I wanted friction. I tried to move my hips, but he held them so firmly in place.

“More,” I moaned.

“Give your body a moment to adjust,” he panted.

I wanted to snarl at him. I needed more. So, while he waited for me to grow accustomed to his size, I clenched down on him several times in rapid succession. His grip almost slipped from my hips as he cursed at the sensation.

Omega muscles were a glorious thing.

“Please,” I whined.

He listened, setting a fast and firm pace that made my mind hum. Everything felt electrified, and I was ready to explode after just a few thrusts.

“I’m not going to last long,” Jeremy admitted. “You feel like a fucking vice.”

I didn’t care, I was already hurtling towards release. We could be one-pump chumps together.

His fingers snaked round to my clit, gently rubbing in firm circles, making me howl with how good it felt.

My mind felt fuzzy, like someone had filled my brain with cotton. All I could focus on was the tightening of my core, the pleasure mounting with each thrust as his cock hit parts of my inner walls that had never been touched before.

A ragged purr built in my chest—sex had never felt so good. Every touch of Jeremy’s sent sparked through my body.

“Alpha,” I whined, demanding more, faster, harder, everything.

“I’m trying to be gentle,” Jeremy groaned, but I could tell his resolve was slipping. I didn’t want gentle, I wanted to feel protected, full, dominated. I wanted to be fucked by a large, overbearing, hockey-playing alpha who had a monster cock and insane cooking skills.

“I don’t want gentle,” I growled back.

“You’re too fucking tempting, omega.”

My chest tightened with excitement at being called omega. I was just an omega getting fucked nice, long, and hard by her alpha. Jeremy’s hands tightened as his pace increased. As I fell forward ever so slightly, the angle changed, and now his cock was roughly raking over my G-spot with every thrust.

I was done for. My ears rang as the blood rushed through my head, making me euphorically lightheaded.

When I fell off the cliff only moments later, it was so intense, my entire body convulsed, and I couldn’t contain my screams of pleasure. My walls clamped down almost violently on Jeremy’s cock, and I could feel it throbbing as he followed me off the edge.

Instead of pulling out as we both slowly came down, Jeremy gently maneuvered us so we were spooning, his softening cock firmly lodged inside of me.

“We should have done that a long time ago,” I admitted between pants when the ability to speak finally returned.

Jeremy laughed, kissed the top of my head, and said, “I firmly agree. I guess we’ll have to make up for lost time.”

I wanted to retort, but my body was sapped of energy, and my eyelids were heavy as I snuggled into Jeremy’s embrace, drifting off into an easy, comfortable sleep.