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Cora and Dan came forward to hug them; Tripp smiled in the background. This was... a lot more acceptance than Linus expected, even though Storm had told him his family would be happy with the news.

“Thank you,” Linus said to all of them. His own mother came forward with Tripp, wrapping them all up in a group hug.

“Welcome to the family, Linus,” Dan said. “And the baby too.”

So maybe Linus cried a little. That was completely okay.

“Such a lovely belly,”Storm mumbled against the back of Linus’ head.

Linus leaned into his alpha. Spooning was his favorite position, especially when Storm was touching his belly. “I love smelling like you.”

Storm rumbled. “Me too.”

He dragged his wrist all over Linus’ abdomen, covering it with his cedar scent. Linus’ belly was now half the size of a watermelon; at twenty weeks along, he had been feeling little kicks. But the kicks were still too faint for Storm to detect them.

“C’mon, Tiny T,” Storm said, rubbing circles into Linus’ skin. “Any day now.”

“At this point, I’m pretty sure T will refuse to kick just because you’re around,” Linus said dryly. “A rebellious child.”

Storm grumbled. He began kissing Linus’ neck, soft sucking things that sent a shiver down Linus’ spine. “Want to be bred again, sweetheart?”

Linus moaned. “You know I never say no to that.”

“Yeah, but I want to hear you say yes,” Storm whispered in his ear. “Want to hear you beg for my cock, want you to writhe as I stretch you open and pump my come inside you.”

“Gods, you say the filthiest things,” Linus whimpered.

Storm chuckled, raising himself up on an elbow to kiss Linus’ chest. He closed his mouth over one nipple and sucked; Linus began to moan.

Lately, his nipples had been growing puffier, more sensitive. Storm had been sucking on them regularly in the hopes of inducing lactation sooner rather than later.

“S-Storm,” Linus whined.

“How about a trade?” His alpha growled. “You give me some milk, and I’ll give you my come.”

“Maybe you need to fill me up with a few loads.”

Storm’s eyes darkened. “Definitelyupfor that challenge, sweetheart.”

He slotted his thick length between Linus’ cheeks, watching as Linus’ eyelids fluttered shut in pleasure. These days, Storm was more careful with his thrusts. He still went deep, but not as roughly anymore.

Linus almost wished the pregnancy was over so Storm would bend him in half and hammer into him like he was trying hard to impregnate him again. “Breed me,” he moaned. “Wish you were trying to knock me up for real. You fuck so hard when you do.”

Storm’s breath stuttered out. “Fuck. You know I’m trying to keep you and T safe.”

That made Linus feel all warm and fuzzy inside. He squeezed Storm’s hand. “I know.”

Storm closed his lips over Linus’ throat andsucked.Linus writhed; Storm slipped his fingers between Linus’ cheeks to massage his hole. Then he pushed his fingers in, and massaged Linus’ prostate until he came.

“That’s my good omega,” Storm growled. “Coming on my fingers, coming on my cock. So eager to come around anything I give you.”

“I want you inside,” Linus panted.

“Mmm.” Storm scissored his fingers and pushed his cock in while his fingers were still buried. They both groaned.

“So perfect for me, sweetheart.” Storm gave a few slow thrusts, pulling out almost all the way and sliding back in, over and over until Linus sobbed. “I want to flood your womb with my come, get you pregnant with a second baby.”

Linus came around him. Storm cursed. He rolled into a kneeling position for more leverage, rolling his hips to massage Linus with his cock.