Page 85 of Mating Mia
They nod, understanding without words what needs to happen next. Jace takes Ash from Mia’s arms, pressing a kiss to her forehead as he does.
“I’ll put him down for his nap,” he says. “He’s been rubbing his eyes for the last ten minutes.”
As Jace leaves with our son, I turn back to Mia, cupping her face between my palms.
“We’ll try again,” I promise, my voice dropping to the register I know makes her shiver. “Right now.”
Her eyes widen, pupils dilating as she catches my meaning. “But... It’s the middle of the day. And I’m not in heat anymore.”
I lean in, inhaling deeply at the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Her scent is intoxicating—honey and vanilla and lingering traces of my mark. Beneath it all, the subtle spice of arousal already beginning to bloom.
“Doesn’t matter,” I growl against her skin. “We’ll fuck you until you’re full of our cum, until there’s no way you won’t get pregnant.”
A small gasp escapes her, her body melting against mine. Even after all this time, all the ways we’ve claimed her, she still responds so beautifully to our crude promises.
“Is that what you want, little omega?” Finn asks, moving closer until Mia is sandwiched between us. His hand slides up her spine, tangling in her hair and pulling just enough to tilt her head back. “Want us to breed you again? Fill you up until your belly swells with our pup?”
She nods, breathless, her cheeks flushing pink with desire. My cock hardens instantly at the sight of her eager state, already straining against my jeans.
“Words,” I demand. I need to hear it before thrusting into her mercilessly. It simply turns me on more to hear her beg.
“Yes,” she whispers, then stronger, “Yes. Please. I want you to... to breed me.”
Her desperate words hit me like a physical blow, my alpha instincts roaring to the surface.
I capture her mouth in a bruising kiss, tasting the salt of her tears, the sweetness that is uniquely hers. She opens for me instantly, her tongue meeting mine, a small whimper escaping her throat.
Finn’s hands move to her dress, bunching the purple fabric around her waist. The sight of her in this dress has been drivingme crazy all day—the way it hugs her curves, showcases the body that has only grown more beautiful since giving birth to our son.
I cup her breasts through the fabric, feeling their weight, the way they fill my palms perfectly.
“These tits,” I groan, breaking the kiss to look down at what I’m touching. “Fucking perfect. Got bigger after Ash, didn’t they? Just imagine how they’ll look when you’re pregnant again.”
She moans, arching into my touch. I can feel her nipples hardening beneath the thin fabric, pressing against my palms in eager points.
“I’m glad you like them,” she says in a breathy moan.
“My beautiful omega,” I murmur, my lips brushing hers as I speak. “Don’t worry. We’ll take care of you. We’ll give you exactly what you need.”
Jace returns, his eyes darkening as he takes in the scene before him—Mia pressed between Finn and me, her dress rucked up around her waist, her face flushed with desire. He moves closer, lifting her hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to the engagement ring I’d placed on her finger.
“Baby’s asleep,” he says, his other hand already reaching for her, tracing the curve of her hip.
Finn makes a sound low in his throat, his hands sliding around to grip Mia’s ass, kneading the soft flesh. I can’t see what he’s doing, but from the way Mia gasps, I can guess his fingers have found her entrance, already testing her readiness.
“Wet,” he confirms, his voice a rough purr against Mia’s ear. “Always so fucking wet for us.”
I meet her eyes, seeing the lingering traces of sadness now overwhelmed by desire.
“How would you feel,” I ask, my voice dropping to a growl, “to have two knots inside you? One in your pussy, one in your ass?”
“Yes,” she whispers, the word barely audible. “God, yes. I would love that.”
Finn chuckles against her neck, the sound dark with promise. “Then that’s what you’ll get, little omega. We’re going to breed you right now, and this time, you’re definitely getting pregnant.”
Jace moves closer, his hand slipping between Mia’s thighs, finding her clit through her panties. The fabric is already damp, a testament to how much she wants this.
She gasps as his finger circles her sensitive nub, her chest heaving with each breath.
