AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I could only be glad that he didn’t want to do it now.
“I am getting so out of shape.” He patted his belly and sighed. “Even my swimming workouts are really slowing down. I feel like I don’t have a clue where my center of gravity is.”
“You can probably give yourself a break on this. I think most people who are six months pregnant avoid extreme underwater sports.” I gave him a squeeze. “They might even shorten their workouts a little.”
“Sometimes it’s all I can do to get up and hit the pool.”
“Maybe sometimes you don’t need to?” I tugged him onto my lap and gave him a gentle kiss. “You could stay in bed and cuddle with your alpha. I miss you when you leave.”
“Do you?” He linked his arms around my neck. “I don’t want to make you sad.”
“I know.” I kissed him again, way less gentle and with more heat. “You’re not making me sad now.” Nor was I sad that we were wearing pajamas which I began to strip off my omega. “Arms over your head.”
He complied but I caught his cringe when his belly came into view. Heading that off at the pass, I bent and kissed his bump. “You’re so sexy.”
“You don’t need to say that. I’m not going anywhere,” he said. “I know I’m a beach ball.”
“Then you’re the sexiest beach ball anywhere. Omega, I’d be turned on by you if you were legitimately shaped like a beach ball, but you’re carrying our baby in there, and making it look darned good.
“You think?” He lifted his hips so I could get his flannel pants over his hips then I stood him up to remove mine. Then he settled back on my lap, facing forward. “This position was genius, by the way.”
“I think it was your idea.”
He wriggled, making my already stiff cock even stiffer. “It was, wasn’t it?”
Reaching around him, I fisted his penis and gave a squeeze. With my other hand, I slid the head of my cock through his slick before fitting it at his hole. He closed around me, tight, hot, and made just for me. Grinding against me, he moaned, that breath he was worried about dealing with underwater working perfectly. My mate’s athleticism had given us many nights of pleasure, and even as he grew larger and we had to be a little more creative, I’d never experienced anything like him. Because he was unique, and as we rode together toward orgasm and over the top, I cried out his name and thanked Fate and Franklin and all that was good for putting this omega in my life.
I could only see good things ahead.
Chapter Twenty-One
Sheppard
“We have a few more relays to run through. I’ll be okay. I need one minute.”
I tried to walk away from the other coach, Reggie, but he clapped a hand on my shoulder. “Sheppard, it’s okay. We knew you were pregnant when we hired you. We expected a few bumps in the road—no pun intended.” We both looked down at my now-prominent baby bump. I had to order overly large shirts with the school’s logo to cover it and show my team spirit at the same time.
“I can finish this practice,” I said, my back aching and feet begging for mercy.
“I know you would power through, but we don’t need you to do that. We need you at your best. Go home, Sheppard. Get some rest. Come back tomorrow strong. That’s what we would tell an athlete, right?”
I couldn’t argue with that logic.
On the way home, everything hit me like a ton of bricks. I cried more than I had in my whole life. It wasn’t the practice or the fact that I got told to go home and rest—it was everything.
When I pulled into our driveway, Locke was already there. His eyebrows were furrowed. My rabbit could feel his trepidation through the bond.
He went to the passenger side and grabbed all my things before walking around and opening the door for me. They said chivalry was dead, but if there were still men like Locke around, that was a lie. “Do we need to get you to the healer, love?” Those were the first words out of his mouth as he moved his free arm around my waist and pulled me in for a kiss.
“No. Reggie told me to go home early. I’m all sore and achy.”
“He was mean to you? Is that why you’re crying?” A growl pushed through his regular bass tone.
“No. Of course not. And he was right. I am tired today. So damned tired.”
“And hungry,” he added.
I waggled my eyebrows.
