Chapter 18
OLIVER
My dad was grumpy during lunch, but he just needed time to mull everything over.
“And who bought the land, huh?” he asked as he put his fork down. “Who were the schmucks up there?”
I glanced at Teddy, who gave me a subtle nod. I couldn’t keep this from Dad, either. “Laurel Riley bought it. The men were his staff.”
“The singer? Why?”
“He likes it here. But please, keep it under wraps. Calvin wasn’t supposed to tell me, and I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone, and if this continues, half of Beauville will know before we have a chance to talk to Mr. Riley.”
Dad squinted. “And he’s not gonna build a big-ass hotel or something?”
“No. He just wants privacy.”
“Huh.”
He rose, stacked his and my pa’s plates on top of each other, and adjusted his belt.
“I need to go back to work.” He bent down to kiss the top of my pa’s head and gave Teddy and me a curt nod.
Then he was gone. The cruiser started only a few seconds later, and we sat in silence until the rumble faded down the hill.
Pa exhaled. “As good as it gets, right?”
Teddy put his head in his hands, and I rubbed his shoulder. “He’ll get used to it,” I told him. “He’s happy about the baby at least.”
“As he should be,” Pa said. “Anyway, Oliver, you look dead on your feet. Go have a nap.”
“I’m fine,” I lied. I was tired as hell from the heat, and the hearty lunch had made me even drowsier.
“You’re recovering,” Teddy reminded me.
“Take the truck,” Pa offered, but I shook my head.
“We’ll walk. It’s downhill all the way.”
We wanted to help Pa with the cleanup, but he ushered us out of the house. “It’s one pot to soak and filling the dishwasher. I’ll be done in ten minutes. Now, go.”
From my parents’ house, one could overlook most of Beauville. I knew every roof and every bush from this angle. Countless times, I’d gazed at the cluster of trees where Teddy’s cottage was hiding, wondering whether he was home.
Now he held my hand as we walked down the street and onto the lane toward the cottage.
“You’re moving in with me, right?” he said.
I grinned. “Sure. I just have to ask Monty and Jordy to schlep the sofa out via the balcony again.”
“Does it have sentimental value of some kind?”
“Not really.”
“Maybe you could leave it.”
“Maybe. The rest of my stuff will take one afternoon to move.”
“We can do it when you’ve recovered.”
“Sure.”
He hugged me around my shoulders and led me through the door. I eyed the wall opposite, which held such vibrant memories for me. There was the little peg that had dug into my back when Teddy pushed me against it.
We left our shoes in the hallway and headed straight to bed. I dropped my jeans and snuggled under the duvet in my T-shirt and underwear, my eyes closing.
“I’ll bring you a glass of water,” Teddy murmured, combing his fingers through my hair.
“Mmhmm.”
My thoughts drifted, getting hazy. The bed dipped, and a warm body pressed to my back.
Teddy kissed my nape. “I love you, Oliver.”
He covered my belly with his broad palm, and I fell asleep.
When I woke up from my nap, it was raining outside. I squinted at the drops forming on the window. Not exactly the motivation I needed to get out of bed. Besides, wasn’t it Sunday afternoon?
Teddy spooned me, running his hand up and down my front, tracing the curve of my belly. It was still swollen after the heat.
“I want to stay in bed for the rest of the day,” I mumbled into the pillow.
“Mmm. Gladly.”
“Naked.”
Teddy helped me drag my T-shirt over my head and tugged my briefs off. Then he wriggled behind me, jostling me and making the mattress groan with his weight.
“What are you doing?” I grumbled.
“Getting naked,” he said. He pressed his front to my back, and this time, we were skin on skin, or fur on skin. The hair on his chest tickled my back, and I smiled. He moved his hips, and his hard cock nestled in my crease.
“Better?” he asked.
“Much better.”
I rocked, rubbing my ass against him, but he stilled me with a firm hold on my hip.
“None of that. You’re recovering, remember?”
“Ugh. Who cares?”
“You must be sore.”
I was, but maybe it would be worth it.
“How about we just cuddle?” Teddy whispered.
“But what if I want to come?”
He chuckled softly and brushed my ear with his lips. “You’re a demanding little thing, aren’t you? Tonight, I’ll make you dinner, and then I’ll spend the rest of the evening with my mouth on your hole. Would that work for you?”
“That sounds lovely. Thank you.”
“Thought so.”
He rubbed circles on my belly, and I tried to stay still, but now that I was awake, I was hyperaware of his big cock right there .
“Teddy?”
“Mmhmm?”
“The cuddling is really nice, don’t get me wrong.”
“But?”
“You’re hard.”
“Yes. And?”
“I think I want you to come on my belly again.”
Teddy groaned and, in a move too fast for a man so big, he was suddenly on top of me.
“Then you can make me dinner,” I added before he silenced me with a deep kiss. He pushed my arms to the mattress and straddled me. He moved sinuously, rubbing his cock against my stomach. It was a bit too dry at first, but then his precum began leaving smears all over.
I looked down at his cockhead sliding around my belly button.
“This is so hot, Teddy.”
“Yeah? Why do you like it? Tell me.”
“Because I’m pregnant. You’ve fucked me so deep and left your cum in me, and to see your cock near that place reminds me of how good it felt when you bred me.”
He changed his hold on me, grabbing my wrists in one hand and his cock in the other. He stroked himself above my stomach, his cockhead pressing right against where my womb nestled.
Arousal buzzed through me, and I got wet, even though my hole felt itchy and tender.
“I love your little belly, baby. Can’t wait for it to get big and round.”
“Come all over it. Want your cum right there.”
The warm splashes felt so satisfying. He wasn’t even doing anything to my cock, balls, or hole, but I felt his pleasure through the bond, and it soothed me.
He let go of my hands, lowered himself onto his elbows, and kissed me. I melted with a sigh of contentment. His cum pooled in my belly button and ran down my waist, and I felt marked and used in the best way.
“I believe you promised me dinner.”
Teddy pecked my nose. “That I did. Shower?”
“Must I?”
“You’ll get crusty.”
“Why can’t cum work like lotion? I’d love for it to just seep in.”
My alpha guffawed. “You’re unbelievable.”
“What? Makes perfect sense to me.”
“Sure. Now go shower, lazy ass.”
I stuck my tongue out at him, which only made him laugh harder.
In the shower, I washed the precious cum off, mourning the loss. Next time, I’d have him come in my mouth, and I’d swallow. That way, I’d get to keep it.
I was a cumslut and a half, wasn’t I? The realization only made me grin. Another kink unlocked, check.
Teddy made grilled cheese and salad, which I gobbled up as if I hadn’t eaten in a week.
“We’ll probably have to disclose our relationship at work tomorrow, huh?” I asked as I stacked plates into the dishwasher and Teddy scrubbed the frying pan.
“Do you seriously think there’s a single bear in Beauville who doesn’t yet know about us?”
“Morris saw us in the street. So… yeah, you’re right. But Jesse might make a fuss.”
Teddy gave me a confused look. “Why?”
“Because workplace relationships are often frowned upon?”
“Baby, this is Beauville. Before Morris and Monty, both Jesse’s parents were council members along with Jesse.”
“Really?”
“Yes. It was a horror show to get anything progressive passed through the council.”
“So he can’t say a word about us being together.”
“Nope. Besides, something tells me you’re going to argue with me just as fiercely as you did before.”
I lifted my chin. “If you’re being stubborn, I might.”
Teddy’s eyes twinkled. “I can’t wait.”