Page 69 of Omega Untamed
“Are you coherent again?” he asked.
I smacked him lightly on the left buttock.
He laughed. “Because I need you to hear me.”
“Hear you? Why? I can feel you in the bond. I can sense your happiness and my own entwined, beyond words.”
“Yes, but I have one more thing to say. In words. And I want you to hear it with full faculties. Can you do that?”
I opened my eyes as he continued to stroke my face. We were both exhausted, but yes, I could still hear him. “Of course.”
“All right. So, here it goes.”
I frowned. “This is serious?”
He scrunched his face at me. “Yes. It’s about timing.”
“What?”
“Timing. You now. When you first kidnapped me. I—I was on pills.”
“I know. The steam.”
“No, not that.” He paused. “Bast, you’re pretty smart. Think. Contraceptives pills?”
Now I was fully wide awake and aware. “Oh. Of course. I never thought to ask you because I never thought we’d—“
“We’d get together. I know. You resisted my wiles a lot longer than most Alphas.” He chuckled.
“So you’re saying this time over the past two days could result in pregnancy. I see.”
“No.”
“No?” He raised his head. “I—I don’t understand.”
“Not could result. Did result. I was pregnant before your Burn. I found out just before and then, well, we got busy. But now I’m telling you.”
I sat up, dislodging Kee from my chest. “What are you saying?”
“I just said it. Geez!”
“You’re pregnant?” My breath hitched. “Kee? You’re pregnant with my child?”
He nodded, looking a little scared. “I am. I know it’s soon. I know it’s abrupt. But I didn’t have any way of getting more pills without bringing attention to myself, which you forbade. So it just happened. And it’s sudden. And it’s a lot. And, and, and--”
“Kee, my sweet Kee.” I grabbed him then, and pulled his face to mine for a kiss. My hands held his head tight, my fingers tugging at his hair. “My child,” I said, as I gasped for air. “You’re carrying my child? Kee, my beautiful beautiful boy.”
“Okay,” he sighed. A smile grew on his face. “So you’re okay with it.”
I squeezed his head tighter in my grip, my hands moving slowly down to cup his cheeks. “I love you. Yes, I’m okay with it. Yes!”
Kee reached up between us and touched my face in return. Rubbing at my cheeks and the side of my nose. His hands slipped against my skin.
“Oh. Bast. Don’t cry.”
“I’m not.” I didn’t cry. I never cried. I glowered at him, but suddenly could feel it. The water seeping from my eyes. Tears of utter and insane love I couldn’t control.
Our final session as the Burn subsided was a long bout of lovemaking. Touching everywhere with reverence instead of abandon, pulling him to me and on my cock as if he were the most precious thing I’d ever touched.
