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Chelsea gasps, and her forehead comes to rest against my shoulder. Slick drips all over my shaft and pelvis, and I still have no idea what I’m supposed to be doing.

Her face rolls around my skin as she whimpers, and I feel helpless.

“This is so bad. I’m so sorry. All you wanted was a nap…” She whines. The sound is distinct to omegas, and it only comes when they’re begging or in distress.

It’s not something that an alpha can ignore, but I wouldn’t want to, even if I could.

“What I wanted was to be with you.” My hand slides into her hair at the base of her skull, and I tug her until I can study her face. Her eyes are clenched closed, but she bites her lip, grinding with more pressure when I pull her hair. Well, at least my instincts know what she needs, even if I don’t. “I don’t have condoms, but we have medical clearance after every big assignment. I wouldn’t put you or the baby’s health at risk.”

“They tested me when I got pregnant too.” She tugs against my hold in her hair, and her eyes pop open. “My eyes areburning. If this is anything like a normal heat, being knotted will lower my fever.”

“I haven’t done this before,” I blurt out before I can stop myself. “But I want to.”

Her head tilts, but I fist her hair, pulling her mouth to mine.

The way her nails dig into my shoulder as she reaches between us with the other hand makes my skin sizzle. She slides her thumb around my crown, and our tongues clash.

There are all sorts of things I’m supposed to do to get her ready for sex, but I think we’re skipping those this time. Not that I would mind. I’d love to bury my entire face in her pussy and give it my best shot, but her skin is still so hot.

The baby.

Omegas are built for temperature spikes. I have no way of knowing if that applies to the baby or not.

Chelsea bites my tonguehardas she pushes up enough to guide my tip between her drenched lower lips. My forearm wraps around her back, and my hand cradles her hip from behind to distract myself from the overpowering urge to bite her back.

She sinks down my length, lowering on her knees.

I freeze.

She’s so tight, it’s almost painful, and the fact she’s burning up doesn’t help. She’s also soaked to the point slick drips down my shaft. Her tongue flicks over the nick she made on mine when she bit me, and she rises and falls again.

Sugar cookies and vanilla.

Her scent iseverywhere.

I bring my other hand to cradle her skull, and I don’t have the first clue when I released her hair, but I take over the kiss.

Her tight nipples rake down my chest, and she falls with more force on each stroke.

“You. Are. So. Hard,” she says between kisses.

All I can do is nod, because… Yeah.

“I need more,” she begs, digging her fingers into my neck.

I use my forearm in the indent above her ass to shove her down and wrap my hand around her ass cheek to yank her back up. She pulls away from the kiss, and her face ends up in the crook of my neck as she melts against me. The baby belly bumps my stomach, and I do my best to stretch back.

No weight on the baby.

She grinds against my pelvis, and even though my cock isn’t fully seated inside her, I’m pretty sure she’s about to come. That’s just a guess, based on how her inner walls spasm and the amount of slick that gushes as she wails.

The pressure gets so extreme that there’s no hope of holding back my orgasm. Instead of bouncing, she grinds, and my balls get tight. Pleasure washes through every nerve-ending in my system, and I freeze, unable to do anything except hold her to me for dear life.

Chapter Fifteen

Lincoln

Sky takes her sweet time on our jog. She wants to sniff everything, but she’s a weirdo who literally won’t use the bathroom when she’s out for a run. She likes to hold it so she can crap in her own backyard.

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