Page 129 of Use Me Up

Hannah takes three more loads of Gatlin’s come in her before his knot deflates and he pulls free of her. By then, she is entirely exhausted, a little sweaty, and yawning. She’s probably had ten or fifteen orgasms, and she says her throat is raw from screaming so much.

We all curl around her and let her sleep.

And this is how the breeding weekend becomes only the breeding night, because the following morning, Hannah is way too sore for any more sex.

So, we all lay around on the couch in Ellis’s living room, watch TV, eat takeout, and daydream about Hannah having a baby. I’m getting caught up in the excitement of it now. I’m realizing that Hannah’s baby is another person to spoil.

That little baby can be trained to expect spoiling from me for his or her entire life, and I think that buying gifts for kids is way more fun than buying gifts for adults. I begin making mental lists of all the things a child will enjoy playing with, will need, will want, and I start getting really hopeful that we’ve done it, even if we only bred her for a few hours.

I pull her into my lap and kiss her under her ear lobe. “When will we know?”

“Know what?” she says, snuggling into me.

“If you’re pregnant or not,” I say in an affected voice.

“Kane, you want me to have a baby,” she says, triumph in her voice.

I kiss her. “I really do, little beta.”

She breaks the kiss but lingers close, her voice soft. “Maybe someday, I’ll have yours.”

Something tightens in my chest, something that terrifies me but it also lifts me, like something with wings. My voice is scratchy. “You’ll take my knot when I breed you, then?”

“Mmm.” She kisses me again. “I will. I want your knot, Kane.”

I feel like I’m floating, somehow. I pull her closer and pepper her face with kisses. “Love you, Hannah,” I breathe. I lift my face to look at the others. “And you two, also, my omega, my alpha, I love the both of you.” I laugh, a little bemused.

I guess I have a pack.

Who would ever have thought I’d end up like this?

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Somehow, we don’t manage to knock her up that weekend.

We plan another one of those weekends, a month later, when Hannah will be ovulating again, but then she texts and says she’s going to be just looking at a few houses while she’s visiting us, and then a “few” becomes so many that there’s not going to be time to do anything like what we did in Ellis’s house.

We go with Hannah to look at the houses instead. We take two cars. When we’re leaving to go back home, Ellis and Kane say they want to hit up a drive-through, and I say I’ll take Hannah home with me.

We end up, uh, pulling over somewhere to make out, and this is my fault, probably, because I start talking to her about how I can’t stop thinking about how hot it was to knot her, how I keep thinking about when I jerk off.

It’s not just because she was crazy fucking tight and felt amazing, it’s because of the process of it, how she really had to surrender to me and let me in and it made me feel so honored to have her trust in that way, and it makes my chest tight thinking about it in some ways. It was hot, but it also feels so loving and sweet—a testament to what she and I have together.

She tells me to pull over, and we get in the back seat and she unzips me and takes me out. I don’t have a knot—maybe I could only get one last time because Ellis was there?—and so when she descends on me, I’m balls deep in her as she enthusiastically bounces on me in the back seat of the car, and I toy with her breasts through her clothes and jerk against her, slipping all the way deep into her.

This is the only time we manage to have sex that weekend, because Ellis gets a call from Calliope that evening, and she’s being Calliope. She’s apparently having some kind of crisis, worried she’s not ready to be a mother or something.

Ellis calls Andrew and tells her husband that he is not going after her.

But then we get a call from Andrew that Callie’s not where she told Ellis she was, probably because she’s annoyed that Ellis didn’t drop everything and go to her.

And then Calliope ends up on Kane’s and my doorstep, and we get to meet her for the first time.

I guess I get it. She’s a potent little omega. I can see how she’d wind an alpha up and let him spin out like a top, how she’d just do that again and again, maybe not on purpose, maybe just because she’s whatever she is. She and Ellis, they’re like the same person in some ways. I cannot imagine both of them at once. It sounds absolutely exhausting.

Anyway, Ellis and Hannah take Calliope halfway to meet Andrew and hand the crazy omega off to her husband. Then they come home and it’s way too late, and everyone’s exhausted and in a weird mood.

But weeks later, Hannah is texting me a picture of her positive pregnancy test.