Chapter 41
Avery
After another long day of family bonding—I gave them a tour of one of the omega housing buildings we’d recently completed—I swept Clover away into the comforting confines of her pink princess nest. Pressing against her without a stitch between us let me drink up the heavenly taste of her, my lips dancing over her neck.
At least this hadn’t gotten too difficult yet. Missionary with a nine-month baby bump? Yeah, not going to happen. As much as I wanted to see her all round and fucking adorable, for the moment, I was actually happy her bump was tiny.
“God, angel,” I murmured against her skin, “the sight of you right now.”
The heat of her skin thrummed against mine, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, not being remotely shy about inhaling my scent until her purr triggered, her omega instincts soothed. I fucking loved when I could make her purr because it was like a neon sign that I’d made her happy.
“Oh, yeah? You enjoying that my titties went up a cup size practically overnight?” She laughed, squishing them together like she was inviting me to bury my face in them.
Who was I to deny the opportunity? They were so soft, just like the rest of her. Honestly, it was a damn wonder I got a single thing done when she was walking around looking so fucking lucious.
“I do, actually. In fact, I adore the way you look, carrying our child. You’re gorgeous. Everything about you is so stunning. I could stay right by your side, pleasing you, and I’d never get bored.”
She let out a breathy chuckle as I settled between her thighs.
“Is that so? I do love being pleased.” She nudged me with her knee, and I went to work, gliding down her body to prepare for my feast. Her cheeks flushed and her slick warmed me as she stared up at me like I was the only thing in the world. God, it was addictive, intoxicating.
“It damn well is. And you’re going to lie back and enjoy while I worship you. You deserve it.”
“I don’t want my dads to hear anything, though.”
“You think I built you a princess palace and didn’t soundproof it? I had very hopeful plans for this room.”
Clover laughed. “Well, in that case, how can I say no?”
I grinned and hoisted her legs over each of my shoulders as I beamed at her. “You can’t.”
I dove between her legs, licking from her slick entrance to her clit. She bucked against my mouth. Was she extra sensitive because of pregnancy hormones? Clover hummed under my appreciative lapping, and she squirmed as I explored her, tasting everything she had to offer.
Clover shivered, her hands fisting the sheets, her eyes rolling back in her head on a moan. “Avery…”
“That’s it, angel. You taste so damn good on my tongue. God, I love making you moan. That sound will live in my head forever.” I slid my thumbs up and down her lips as I blew warm air on her, making her whimper. “Look how beautiful you are.”
I continued toying with her, dragging my fingers up and down her slick skin and placing gentle kisses on her clit.
Even that had her squirming with how riled up she was now.
Clover stared down her body at me and I beamed up at her. She looked like a princess. I hoped my admiration was obvious, that it made her feel cherished and desired. She was so incredibly gorgeous, and I knew without a doubt she’d only get more beautiful.
She’d been wearing tighter clothes so we could actually tell she was pregnant, and her boobs—oh my fucking god. Perfection.
“Just look at you.” I lifted onto my elbows for a moment, reaching up her torso with one hand to cup her breast. I teased her nipple, and she squeaked, her head falling back. “You’re a goddess.”
I let out a deep groan, my arousal twisting in the air with hers—ocean air and fresh peonies.
I moved higher on the bed, so I was positioned with my hips right at her pussy, and kissed her neck, slipping my fingers between her thighs and inside her so she bucked against me again.
“I want you to be good and ready to take me. I wouldn’t dream of asking too much from your incredible body. ”
“Avery, please,” she whined. “Less teasing, more fucking.”
“Anything for you, angel.”
Pressing another feverish kiss to her neck, I worked my fingers faster, moving in and out of her as my thumb rubbed against her clit. Slick poured from her magnificent cunt. I fucking loved the way tension coiled in her body, each twitch and shiver taking her higher and higher and higher, until—
She cried out, pussy clenching hard on my fingers.
If it’d been squeezing my cock instead, I’d have come hard enough to see stars.
All I wanted was to fling myself into the Clover-pool and happily drown for the rest of my fucking days.
She’d better let me. What was I supposed to do with myself if she didn’t want me forever?
“So beautiful,” I crooned.
She didn’t reply, but bliss painted her face as she rode the wave of pleasure, hips twitching against my hand. I didn’t mind her using me any way she pleased; all I cared about was that I could give her what she needed.
I pulled my hand away, only to replace it with my cock. She whimpered as I filled her in a slow thrust that lit up all my nerves. Slow and easy wasn’t usually my go-to, but the drag of her warm cunt around my cock was too good not to savor.
Clover held on to me tightly, even as she melted into her nest. I was as gentle as I could manage while on my quest to claim her, sinking deep before sliding back in this wonderfully agonizing dance of push and pull.
Pleasure consumed us both, my omega writhing, squirming, and desperate for everything I could give her.
I wanted to sink my teeth into her and show the whole world she was mine.
Rational people would say it was too early for that, but fuck them.
Fate had decided that Clover was mine, and who was I to argue with that?
I wanted her. Permanently.
Clover was my forever.
She was already bonded to Logan, and if we could prove to her we could give her a good life, maybe she’d want to bond the rest of us. We’d started this whole adventure together, and dammit, we were going to finish it together too.
“Bite me.” That demand coming out of her froze me instantly. My brain struggled to parse it while I was knot-deep in her, but the essence of it sank into my bones: Clover wanted me the way I wanted her.
Elation shot through me so hot and bright I could barely breathe. Holy shit.
I probably looked like a deer caught in headlights when I raised myself up to see her better. Her cheeks were blazing pink, her eyes wide, as if she couldn’t believe she’d uttered those words, but she wasn’t taking them back.
“I didn’t hallucinate you asking me to bite you, did I? ’Cause it’s possible I was thinking so hard about it that I imagined it.”
“Nope, I said it.”
“Angel, are you sure that’s something you want right now? I want to keep you forever, but I wasn’t going to be cocky enough to assume you wanted to keep me too, at least not yet. I thought it would take years to prove I could make you happy.”
“You can still keep proving it,” she said playfully, a smile brightening her face.
“You’ve been so into me from the start, and you’ve never once wavered.
” She took a deep breath, her fingers toying with my hair.
“I guess now that things are on the right track with Parker and my dads are happy with my life here, I don’t feel so opposed to putting down roots. ”
I nuzzled her cheek, inhaling her sweet scent. “Bonding is a pretty big root. I’m sure about you, but are you really, super, one thousand fucking percent sure about me? I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if you regretted it.”
“I won’t.” She said it so firmly, I actually believed her. The truth of it was shining in her eyes when I rose back up to look at her better. “I’m ready for it, Avery. Please. Bite me. I want to be yours in every way.”
“The month isn’t over yet,” I reminded her, needing confirmation once more before I claimed her. “I haven’t even told you how much I love you.”
She purred, her smile widening. “You kinda just did, and you haven’t been subtle about it, anyway. I might love you, too, cutie.”
I’d thought her moans were the best thing that could come out of her mouth, but apparently they had a contender for first place. “Really?”
“Mm-hmm. Consider this as me making an official decision.” She leaned up, kissing me softly, and I let myself sink into it.
“I’m not expecting everything to be smooth sailing for the rest of our lives, but I’ve seen in action that you guys are willing to learn, and grow, and make space for me.
I never thought I’d have that for myself, and now that I do, I don’t want to let it go. ”
“I’d do anything for you.” I dropped my mouth to her neck again and licked over her skin, gentle and heated.
I poured all my desire into riding my omega into the mattress with every ounce of devotion in my body.
My knot swelled and I bucked in hard, desperate to bury myself as deep as I could get.
Clover erupted around me from the pressure, her pretty pussy milking every drop out of me.
It felt so damn good, potent and profound.
My omega was impatient. When she latched her teeth onto my bicep, I fucking lost it.
I bent to her exposed throat, and the taste of sugared peony and copper coated my tongue, the crackle of the bond coming to life in my chest beyond anything I’d ever experienced.
“Angel…fuck.” As I drove myself as deep as I could, Clover cried out happily and a final burst of stars ricocheted through my body. I flooded that gorgeous pussy as she took me apart.
My entire body hummed with delight, every nerve on fire. It felt so right. Perfect. I rocked my hips and came with a choked-off groan as her pleasure crashed against mine in the bond. The rolling waves of euphoria washed over me in a downpour I never wanted to stop.
When I could breathe again, I pulled back and kissed over the bite mark.
Clover didn’t seem to be a fan of me breathing because the little minx rocked her hips and made us both devolve into a mess of panting.
Our energy slowed after that, but I couldn’t stop kissing her.
While holding her close, I whispered how much I adored her and her body until we were both too dreamily exhausted to keep our eyes open.
She glowed warmly in my chest, a ball of utter contentment.
It was perfect.
It was us.