Page 70 of The Omega's Surprise Baby
“I very much enjoy your sexual prowess.” Moving over to straddle his lap, I pressed a kiss on his lips.
“Good.” He closed his arms around me, and together, we sank into the sheets, where he rolled us over until he was on top of me. The bed still smelled of last night, of him and me together and I released a content little sigh, completely happy with where I was and who I was with in that moment. The only thing I might have changed was the fact that he still had clothes on. That could easily be taken care of, though...
But before I could give in to that desire, there was one thing I wanted to ask. “Would you have changed your mind?” I looked up into his eyes. “If the baby wasn't yours?”
He didn’t reply right away, his features drawing together in thought. Good. I wanted an honest response, and he was giving this some consideration rather than dismissing my question out of hand. Eventually he said, “It depends, I guess. On whether you had feelings for this other guy or whether you chose me.”
I crossed my arms behind his neck, wanting him closer still. “I like that you think it's my choice. Some people would say that I was stuck with whatever alpha knocked me up.”
“Some peopleor the assholes you grew up with? At some point you've got to realize that the whole world isn't Goldstone and I'm nothing like the alphas you used to be around.”
“I know, I do.” But it still caught me unawares sometimes.
Shane kissed my forehead, a light, tender touch, but one that made my skin tingle nonetheless. “You've still got a choice, you know?”
“What choice?”
“You're notstuckwith me because Iknocked you up.Single omega parents are a thing now. My sister is one.” He gazed into my eyes. “I don't want you to be with me because you think you have to be. But if you choose me, I'll be here for you.”
“Are you choosing me, then?”
“I am.” He looked so sincere as he said it that I couldn't help but pull him down into a kiss. There was no better feeling than that of his warmth enveloping me as our bodies pressed together, mine completely naked and his almost so. He was choosing me, and his desire for me was clear in the way he responded to my kiss. The baby wasn’t the reason he wanted me, but it wasn’t a problem either.
“I can’t believe you’re pregnant,” he whispered against my skin, eyes glinting as if the idea excited him.
“I can’t believe you’re still wearing this much clothing.” I gave back.
He laughed. It was a gruff sound—and a short one too, because we were kissing again within seconds. In another minute, Shane’s hand cupped my dick, fingertips brushing my balls. I bucked my hips, needing him more than I’d ever needed another man before. I was already fully hard from feeling him so close, catching his alpha scent in my nose with every breath.
Fortunately, he seemed to be as impatient as me. Either that, or it was the threat of the kids interrupting at any moment that made him discard his shorts and find the lube in the dresser as quickly as he could.
I didn’t need much preparation, to be honest. We’d spent most of last night joined together and my body welcomed him like a missing piece finally returning to me. It’s a total cliché to say, but being with him in this way satisfied more than just the itch in my groin. When we moved together, skin on skin, as close as two people could possibly be, when Shane feathered kisses along my neck, I felt whole in a way I never had before.
My ex-husband certainly hadn’t made me feel this way. Not even close. When I’d been in heat, sex with him hadn’t been bad, but even that couldn’t compare to the desire that pulsed through me with each of Shane’s thrusts. We kept our eyes locked, lost within each other.
The first time I slept with Shane, the intensity of our connection had made me worry about falling for him. This time, there was nothing to worry about, because I already had. I was his. He chose me, and I chose him.
It didn’t take long until he came, but that was all right because I came at the same time, in perfect sync, as if we’d planned it. The truth was that absolutely nothing about our relationship had been planned, least of all this pregnancy, but maybe that was all right too.
In the afterglow, when Shane pulled me against his chest, placing soft kisses behind my ear, I certainly believed so.
26
Shane
Ispentthe rest of the day in a sort of daze. I was going to have another child—with Kade. I thought I did well to hide my shock from him, but I did take a while to process all this. After lunch, I watched Kade play tea party with Mary for a while. He didn't look like he was faking his enthusiasm for the game—at least, not like he was faking itmuch.Playing with my daughter obviously didn't feel like torture to him. And Maryadoredhim. I knew Conner would benefit from having an older omega in the house too.
With every part of my being, I wanted Kade to become part of my family. Him and the baby. It all sounded almost too good to be true.
Perhaps it was?
Could someone like Kade, with his fame and his talent, really be happy living in a small town like Oceanport? I couldn't ask him to give up his dreams. But I didn't want him to raise our baby by himself in LA either—and there was no doubt that wherever he was going, the child would go with him. Even if I offered, he wouldn't leave the baby with me. He might not be the most typical of omegas, but I had yet to meet one who could stand the thought of letting their infant out of their eyes for more than a few hours at a time. Sometimes you couldn't beat nature. And I would never ask that of him.
But what was I going to do?
Move to LA with him? Even the thought made me cringe. I didn't want to leave Oceanport behind, and I didn't want to move Conner and Mary from here either. This was their home. It wouldn't be fair to them.
I suppressed a groan and went out onto the porch to clear my head. This was a problem, but not one I couldn't solve. There was still time.
