41. Charlie
Chapter 41
Charlie
“ T ell me again how you bitched out the puck bunny.” I laughed as I snuggled with Kennedy on the couch.
She rolled her eyes. We had asked her to tell us the story so many times, but every time I heard it, I got a rush of joy.
Kennedy was clearly getting very comfortable with the idea of being in our pack if she could verbally smack down a puck bunny with confidence.
“Honestly, you make it seem so epic. I was just bitchy to make a point.” Kennedy shrugged. “I didn't overly enjoy it.”
“You enjoyed it a little bit, though, admit it.” Micha smirked from the other couch.
“Maybe a small part of me did,” Kennedy admitted.
My hand rubbed lazy circles around her belly. She was getting closer and closer to her due date. There was only a month or two before we would have a second baby in the house. Eli had been studying like a madman, so he could take as much time off as he could to help Kennedy after the birth. He hated not being around as much for the later stages of her pregnancy, but he knew how important it was for him to be there after.
Plus, it wasn't like Kennedy was lonely. We were there to hold her hand and fetch her all the snacks she wanted.
“Well, I’m still fucking proud of you.” I grinned, squeezing her lightly. I was having to be a bit more careful with how tightly I hugged her now that she was nearly ready to pop.
“Thank you.” She returned my grin. “I won't lie, I'm excited to be done with this course, so I don't have to deal with the likes of them again.”
“I totally understand. It was shitty of them to corner you when you didn't have anyone around to help you. At least at the rink, we will be with you at all times.”
Kennedy hummed, wriggling against me, getting comfortable. “I like that idea,” she admitted.
My hand rested lightly on her stomach, and I could feel movement.
“Is that…?” I asked.
Kennedy nodded. “The baby being a wriggle pants? Yes, yes, they are! It’s got to be a boy. Only a boy could be this annoying.” She giggled.
“I want to be offended on the behalf of boys…but you’re not wrong.”
“I’m pretty sure that Storm and Micha are taking bets on if the baby is a boy or a girl.”
“My bet is another girl,” I said. “Do you have any inklings?”
Kennedy shook her head. “No, this pregnancy is so different from my last, but I’m actually getting support and care during this one, and that makes all the difference.”
Her body pressed against mine, and her cheek rubbed against my chest as she molded to me.
Is she…scent marking me?
A wave of heady bliss filled me with that idea. I wanted my omega to cover me in her scent, so no matter where I went, people would know exactly who I belonged to.
“Charlie…” she whispered after a moment.
I looked down at her, at the delicate blush covering her cheeks. “Yes?”
“I want to snuggle close…like real close.”
“No clothing close?” I asked.
“Well…Eli mentioned something a while ago. I didn’t really know what it was, and I want to try it.”
I raised my brow. “Explain, sweet girl.”
“Cock warming.” She bit her lip.
Oh, fuck, those words out of her mouth made every part of my body stand up to attention.
“Yes, please,” I rushed to say.
Her eyes widened. “Are you sure? It just sounds nice… relaxing and close.”
I kissed her lightly. “Kennedy, I would gladly have you warming my cock as we snuggle and nap. How does that sound?”
A wistful sigh escaped her lips. “That sounds perfect.”
We were under a heavy fluffy blanket, so I reached down and helped Kennedy pull her leggings off. The T-shirt of Eli’s she was wearing was practically a dress, anyway, and gave me easy access to her already swollen and damp pussy.
It didn’t take much to pull my cock free, and as I lined myself up, Kennedy lying next to me, her lush ass pressing against my hips, I gently kissed her neck and hugged her close.
“I plan to spend all night here with you, watching movies as you warm my cock,” I warned her as I inched in with painful slowness.
Kennedy whimpered, but her pussy gave me no resistance as I sank in, my cock weeping with the slick warmth coating it.
As soon as I filled her completely, I reached over, adjusting the blanket around us and picking up the remote before kissing her neck and muttering in a low voice, “Our pack mates are going to walk through this room and have no idea that this perfect pussy is warming my cock so perfectly.”
“Yes,” she mumbled breathlessly.
“Maybe, if you’re good, I’ll knot you before we go to bed.”
Her only response was to wiggle her hips.
There was a TV show playing, some high school drama show that Kennedy and I had been slowly watching. Only, as the episode played, I couldn’t focus at all. The only thing my mind was consumed with was the tiny omega, who I was madly in love with, warming my cock.
Kennedy Brown had been a surprise in the best fucking way. There was no way in hell I was ever going to let her go. Sweet floral invaded my senses, and I had never felt more comfortable. The idea of cock warming had always appealed to me, and Eli and I had discussed it once after we had consumed a few beers, but I was concerned my cock would blow far too early and ruin the experience.
While I was hard as a rock, I was also impossibly comfortable wrapped around my omega, buried in her heat. My entire body was relaxed, and it only took a few minutes for my eyelids to droop.