The emotions that suddenly radiated from Fletcher were like nothing I’d ever felt from him before. He made a sound of joy and surprise as he cradled our son against his chest. As soon as the midwife cut the cord, he slid the baby boy up closer to his heart.
“Look at him,” Fletcher wept, his hands shaking as he sheltered the baby. “He’s the most perfect thing I’ve ever seen.”
“He’s wonderful,” I said, overcome with emotion myself. “You did such a good job.”
They were the same words Fletcher had said to me six months earlier.
I rested one hand on the baby’s back and brushed my fingers through my omega husband’s hair with the other, leaning down to kisshim.
“You’re both amazing,” Artemis said, coming over to join us and stroking our son’s back as well.
The three of our hands touched on the baby’s back, and we grinned at each other, letting the fullness of our emotions surge through the three-way bond.
A few hours later,after the baby and Fletcher had both been cleaned up and we had all moved to our large bed in the adjoining room, things were much more peaceful.
“I never thought I wanted babies of my own,” Fletcher said, staring down in awe at our nursing baby as Artemis and I sat on either side of them. Brenda had just finished feeding herself and was asleep against my shoulder. “But you know, I think I’ll keep this one.”
The three of us laughed. It was such a soft, special moment.
“I’ll admit it,” Artemis said, pausing to kiss the side of Fletcher’s head. “I never would have imagined you being a papa either. But now that I’m seeing it with my own eyes, I love it.”
“Me, too,” I added, smiling at Fletcher, then at Artemis with all the love in my heart.
“I am not doing it again, though,” Fletcher said in no uncertain terms. “Once is just fine with me. I want my tubes tied as soon as possible.”
“Okay,” Artemis said.
It was nice of him to be so quick to let Fletcher determine his own fate. I was tempted to tell him he might change his mind and want another baby later, but that was more about what I wanted than what Fletcher might want. I couldn’t wait to get knocked up again. I was particularlylooking forward to the heat and the breeding orgasms that would get the job done.
“Knock, knock,” someone said from the bedroom door as our little family snuggled together. “Is it okay to come in?”
I smiled up at my new friend Simon as he poked his head around the corner of our doorway. I felt a burst of annoyance from Fletcher, but I was so happy that I wanted everyone I cared about to share it.
“We can leave if you all want to be alone,” Victor said, entering the room right behind Simon, a bouquet of pink and blue flowers in hand.
“No, it’s fine,” Artemis said, getting up to greet our friends. “Come and meet Nathan.”
Simon cooed and came around to my side of the bed so he could get a look at both babies. “He’s so sweet,” he said, tears coming to his eyes.
“Have you decided it’s time yet?” I whispered.
As we’d become friends, Simon had shared with me that he’d chosen to delay pregnancy so that he and Victor could develop their unique relationship.
“Almost,” Simon whispered in return. “I’m definitely feeling the pull.”
“I recommend it,” I said with a wink.
“We come bearing gifts,” Victor said, handing the flowers over to Artemis.
“Thanks so much,” Artemis said, smelling the flowers like a dozy cow. He still liked to “play cow” at other times too, especially since I’d bought him a Mamulator 6000 for Christmas.
“I have a gift for you, too,” I told Simon.
“Really?” Simon asked.
I nodded, then pointed to the book on the bureau.
Simon got up to fetch it, then let out an excited, “Wow! Is this an advance copy?”
