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“Hey guys, how are things?” Nero took his seat at the table in their favorite salon corner. “Hey, Ty, didn’t know you were eating for three, too.”
“What? I’m hungry,” Tiberius said, his mouth full.
“Where’s your other one-and-a-half?”
Tiberius snorted, swallowed. “He had a history class. Should be done about now.”
“Still catching up on lost time, huh?”
“Yeah, he missed those few weeks when he was away, and as he’s tired all the time, he needed some extra tutoring.”
“You’re not stressed that his tutor may be flirting with him?”
Tiberius shrugged, refusing to think about it too closely, his alpha instincts constantly screaming at him to keep Reese by his side at all times. “He can flirt all he likes. That boy is mine.”
“And he can’t run away from you right now,” Nero said cheerfully, “so you’re set.”
“True, that.” Tiberius grinned. Reese was so heavy now with the babies he could barely walk. “I’ll go fetch him in a bit.”
“Are you? He’s here.”
“What?” He left the drumstick he was holding drop on the plate and shot to his feet. “Reese.”
There he was, waddling with some difficulty, his huge full-term belly with the twins straining the fabric of his pregnancy shirt. He smiled at Tiberius, adjusting the straps of his backpack. “Hi.”
“Reese.” He rushed to his omega, took his hand. “You finished earlier. Why didn’t you wait for me?”
“I’m fine. I’m not an invalid. I can walk.”
“But what if you fall?”
“I’m fine, Ty.” He shot Tiberius a dark look that said he didn’t want coddling right now, especially not in front of others.
Tiberius spoke quite good Reese-ish by now. He knew that in the bedroom Reese would allow him to baby him and carry him around and feed him, but not where others could see. He was a tough little omega, with a strong sense of pride, and Tiberius liked that about him.
Not right now, though, when he was worried about his omega, so he just gripped his lover’s hand a little too tight, to show his displeasure at not being allowed to act on his possessive instincts. He led Reese to the leather chairs in silence.
“Well, look at you, Reese.” Nero arched his brows. “Is it me or is that belly growing by the day?”
“It’s you,” Reese said.
While at the same time Tiberius said, “It is.”
Reese’s mouth twitched. He stole a fry from Tiberius’s plate, then another. “I’m starving,” he announced.
“That’s great news, because I discovered that they actually serve food here. A cafeteria, of all places.”
“No, really?” Reese slapped Tiberius lightly on the shoulder. “I had no idea.”
“Want a burger?”
“Yes, please.”
“Me, too, please,” Nero said, batting his lashes like the idiot he was.
Tiberius called one of the omegas and gave the order, then leaned back in his chair. “Have you seen Marcus?”
“He’s either lost in a history book, or in an omega.”
“I thought he laid off sex recently.”
“Yeah, strangely he has. Maybe he’s thinking of holing up in a cave on the Sacred Mountain and howl at the moon for a while.”
“Might help clear his head,” Tiberius said thoughtfully, “though I doubt it would work.”
Nero chuckled.
Reese shifted uncomfortable, rubbing at his massive belly. “Ow.”
“You okay?” Tiberius put his hand on his omega’s belly, feeling the babies kicking. “They’re very energetic today. Hey, babies, settle down.”
“If they take longer to be born, they’ll start answering you back,” Reese grumbled.
“Well, that’s a terrifying thought,” Nero said. “They are very big, Reese. Please don’t kill me for saying so.”
“I would, but can’t right now, sorry, too tired.”
Nero blew out a breath. “When are you due?”
“Anytime now.”
“And where are you having the babies?”
“The closest birth center, where I’ve been having my doc appointments. It’s half an hour away.”
“Good, good.”
“Stop interrogating my Mate,” Tiberius rumbled. “He needs to eat and rest.”
“He’s not your Mate. You haven’t Claimed him yet, have you? I don’t see a Bite on his neck.”
“We decided to wait for the babies to come first.”
“Good thinking.” Nero looked pensive, but he said nothing more until the food came, and then he wolfed his burger and fries just as fast as Tiberius.
After a few bites, Reese picked at his food, abandoning his burger and pushing his fries around in the ketchup.
“Are you feeling okay?”
“Yeah, sure. You know that the babies are pressing on my stomach. I can’t eat much.”
But he’d eaten less than usual. It was gut instinct and knowing his Mate that made him ask, “Reese, are you having any pains?”
Reese winced. “Just a few. It’s Braxton-hicks. False pains. The doctor said it’s normal.”
“You called and asked?”
“I did.”
“When?”
“Yesterday.”
“And you didn’t tell me about it?”
“Relax, Ty.” Reese rubbed the top of his belly. “It’s nothing.”
“That’s what they always say,” Nero said, scooting his chair away. “Please, don’t have the babies here. I’ll never be able to eat in the salon again if you do. I’ll be traumatized for life.”
“Idiot,” Reese muttered, snickering. “Both of you, stop. I’m trying to eat my burger.”
Pleased that his omega felt well enough to resume eating, Tiberius shut the hell up and kept watch.
***
“Reese... let me take that.” He took the backpack from his unresisting Mate’s shoulder and watched with worry as Reese rubbed at his belly and moaned, leaning against the doorframe. “Should I call the doctor?”
“No, I’ll be fine.”
“More Braxton-hicks?”
“Yeah.”
“Damn.” He waited until Reese felt he could make his way inside, watched as he waddled to the bed and sat gingerly down.
“I feel like I’m about to pop,” his omega complained.
“It can’t be long now.”
“Right?” Reese was rubbing the top of his belly. He looked adorable like that, all belly and legs, his dark hair grown a bit too long, falling in those large blue eyes. His pregnancy shirt was straining over his belly, the buttons looking about to fly away. “I’m large like a whale.”
“A very cute whale,” Tiberius said, abandoning the backpack at the desk and coming to sit beside Reese. “You’d tell me if you felt different, right? Any different kind of pain.”
“You’ll be the first to know,” Reese said, shooting him a sideways grin.
It made Tiberius’s heart flip over.
He was worried. Couldn’t help it. Reese’s belly was very large and seemed very heavy. The babies had to be big, and he still hadn’t gone into labor. He kept having those false pains, but if he didn’t go into labor soon, the doctor wanted to induce him.
And he kept studying. Tests were coming up and Reese was determined to pass them before he had the babies.
“Come here.” He pulled Reese into his arms, loving the feel of that large belly pushing into his side. “Tell me, love... are you unwilling to have the babies? Is that what’s happening? Are you telling your body to wait?”
“Would that work?” Reese sighed. “I would like to take my exams before the birth, yes. Afterward, I’d have to study all over again.”
“I get it. But you’re full term. Those babies have to come. The sooner the better.”
“I can’t...” Reese bit into his lower lip. “I’m scared, Ty.”
“Of the birth?”
Reese nodded against Tiberius’s shoulder.
“We’ll be in a birth center. They have drugs. And whatever else is needed to take away the pain. You’ll be fine, okay?”
Reese nodded again, some of the tension leaving his frame.
“Now...” Tiberius kissed him. “You’re cute. And you’re sexy. And I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
“Pervert.”
“Only for you, babe.” He rubbed Reese’s belly, then slipped his hand under the shirt to reach his nipples. It was so tight he couldn’t, and as he tried to pull his hand out again, he ripped off the buttons. They pinged away, hitting the walls and furniture with gentle plics.
Reese blinked. “Did you just destroy the only shirt that still fits me?”
“Not sorry,” Tiberius breathed, pushing Reese on his back and opening the shirt, baring his omega. He stroked his omega’s heavy belly. “Oh boy... so hot. Not sorry at all.”
Bending over him, he latched on a dark nipple, making Reese hiss. God, he tasted sweet there, like caramel. Tiberius licked and sucked until Reese started to writhe, moaning and begging. With his hand, Tiberius tormented the other nipple, until both nipples stood hard and puckered and Reese was trembling.
Lashing the nipple under his mouth with his tongue one last time, Tiberius lifted his head and winked at Reese who was panting hard, his arms around his belly.
“Please, Ty,” he rasped.
“What do you need, babe?”
“To come. Please.”
“Since you ask so nicely...” Ty spread Reese’s legs and pushed a finger into his wet hole, making him cry out. His slender cock wavered, hard and flushed, pressed against Reese’s big belly.
Tiberius didn’t touch it, though. He watched, his own cock aching, fucking Reese with his finger, then adding a second one.
“Please...” Reese’s head thrashed on the bed. “Ty...”
With this other hand, Tiberius flicked at the head of his lover’s erection, getting a yelp out of Reese. “Ready for me, babe?”
“God, fuck me already,” Reese gasped.
Chuckling, Tiberius pulled his fingers out and positioned his own cock at Reese’s entrance. “You sure?”
“Asshole! Put it in me now!”
Laughing outright, Tiberius pushed.
And groaned in pleasure as Reese’s passage opened slowly to accommodate him, slick and hot and tight like every time. “Oh yeah...”
“Ooh!” Reese moaned loudly as he rocked his hips, his hole sucking Tiberius’s cock deeper. “God...”
Not sure if that was pain or pleasure, Tiberius stilled. “You okay?”
“Yes! Just... move.”
Grinning, Tiberius grabbed Reese’s legs and lifted them around his waist. In the last weeks, they’d only done it with Reese riding him, but it was hot to see him like that, on his back, his pregnant belly pinning him down.
He started to fuck his omega in earnest, holding on to Reese’s thighs since he couldn’t lean over him, loving Reese’s moans and gasps. He freed one hand to stroke Reese’s belly, and Reese keened, his lashes fluttering, his hole tightening around Tiberius.
“Oh god...” Reese was gasping and groaning, trying to arch up and failing. “Harder!”
Tiberius gave it to him, close to losing control himself, his balls slapping Reese’s ass, his chest gently thumping against Reese’s belly. “Come with me,” he gasped, pressure coiling behind his balls. “Come now.”
“Ah”! Reese pressed his hands to the sides of his belly. “Ty!” His hole spasmed, taking Tiberius’s breath. “Oh, I’m coming!”
Just knowing that tipped Tiberius over the edge, and he fell with a shout.