6. Dominic

6

DOMINIC

F lint says Liam should be able to go home. He shouldn't have to sit at the foot of our bed for weeks until I lay my egg.

I say Liam belongs at the foot of the bed in full wallow. If Flint wants to play music with him every day, that's fine. And if they have to leave for a few hours to "lay down some tracks," whatever. I don't care.

Flint also tries to steal the Liam stuffies off our bed several times. He says we shouldn't stab the Liam stuffies when we need pillow fluff because Liam is now our friend. But when I need pillow fluff, the Liam stuffies are conveniently there. And no, I won't refrain from stabbing them just because Liam can see me.

"You should probably go now," Flint says.

Liam is smiling, which I think is annoying. "Thanks for everything, man. Congrats on the egg. Chat soon."

"Thank you too. I had a great time recording with you. I'm glad we sorted everything out."

It's very annoying that they like each other now. Liam was supposed to be contrite, and Flint was supposed to lord his anger over him like the king of songs he is.

"Go get a guitar already," I say.

The two of them laugh. That's annoying too.

In addition to the stuffies, I locate all the pillows in the house and stab those too. I also stab all the Squishmallows Sherrie bought for the children, because stabbing Squishmallows is the most satisfying thing I've ever done in my life. It's like biting into a macaron. When I am done, our bed is like a cloud. I take off my clothes and lie on the fluff, all safe and sound.

Flint sits at the foot of the bed with his guitar. "What do you want me to play for you, baby?"

"All the songs."

He chuckles. "Okay."

"But you have to be naked."

He sets his guitar down and starts taking off his clothes. I watch my alpha reveal himself to me, and his beauty makes my skin hot. I love the smooth and angular landscape of his skin. I love his dark blue happy trail, and the robin egg tip of his dick. As he comes closer, I crawl to the edge of the bed and bring his cock into my mouth.

"Look at you, all sweaty and ready for me," Flint says.

I rock back and forth on my hands and knees as I lick his length and suck his tip.

"Please fuck my mouth," I beg.

He grabs my hair and thrusts his cock down my throat. I gag, my eyes watering.

"More?" he asks.

I nod.

He holds my head in place as he fucks me. I close my eyes and take it—take him. I want all of him. He keeps trying to give me a break—keeps insisting I come up for air, but I need him.

He forces me off his dick. "Baby, you're gushing slick like you need me somewhere else. I think you're a little confused from the nesting fog. Turn around, so I can give you what you need.

I shake my head. "I'm not confused."

He climbs behind me. "Baby, you've made a puddle on the bed from all the slick." He smears the slick on the backs of my legs. "Fuck, that's hot. I bet I could fuck into you without any prep right now."

Maybe I am confused, because I want that.

I jut my hips back. "Please. Fuck me."

Without warning, he presses the head of his cock against my entrance and it glides inside.

I lower my chest to the mattress. "Please. I need it. I need more."

"You need my knot, don't you, baby?"

"Yes."

He grips my hips and slams into me, starting at a pace that makes me wail. It hurts, and it's not enough. I need all of him. My claws extend, and I drag them across the fluff, digging into our mattress. I'm bucking back into him, the force of our bodies coming together almost painful. There's so much slick, we're sliding against each other.

His cock begins to swell, and I cry out. I need it so badly. He keeps getting bigger and bigger, until he fills every inch of me—until my walls are so tight, I can't move.

"Okay, baby. This is going to be a lot, but I know you can do it. We have to open you up for the egg."

He's the one that moves. But doesn't grind his knot into me, which I love—which I can handle. He's tugs it the other way.

"Flint!"

"I'll go slow. You need to relax, baby."

I shake my head. He's too big. I can't do this.

"Okay, let's start with this," Flint says. He pushes forward and grinds his knot deeper. I moan. That's what I want. That's what I need. Except there's something inside me that's deeper than his knot. I'm confused. I whimper, not sure how to tell Flint what's going on.

He eases back, and the thing inside me lowers. It's an overwhelming, strange feeling.

"Oh, Flint. Help me."

"It's our egg, baby. It's okay. We're going to do this together."

I trust him. It will be okay if he says it will be.

"Relax. Bear down. That's your only job right now."

I do as he says. He grasps for my cock and starts stroking it. It's all so sudden, I come, and clench on his knot.

"Flint!"

"Relax and bear down. I'm going to ease more of myself out. Relax and bear down."

He moves back, tugging on my rim again. But its slow. The pressure builds and builds. I worry I'm going to split in half. It's too much. But Flint is in control. He's going ever so slowly.

"You're too big!" I rasp out.

"Shhhh. You're almost there. You're stretched so wide over my knot, baby. It's like the widest part of my fist is opening you up. You're so beautiful like this. I love you so much."

He whispers sweet nothings, the pressure increasing. I sob because I don't know what else to do. I can't open for him any further. But then the pressure is gone quite suddenly, and he's gone.

He's gone, but the other thing is not. It drops down and keeps me wide open.

"You have to bear down, baby. This has to be you. You have to push it out."

I shake my head.

"Yes. You can do this. Now c'mon. One, two, three. Push."

I bear down, screaming as I feel it coming out. I give one last push, screeching as it leaves my body, and then it's gone too.

Something plops onto the mattress underneath me.

"Oh, wow. That is a big egg for a fairy penguin shifter. Look at this, Dominic. It's our little one."

Flint holds out a cream egg with brown flecks. It's still shiny from my body fluids. It's perfect.

I lie down, so tired. Flint hands me our egg, and I bring it to my chest. It's warm and wonderful against my skin.

He curls his body around me, cuddling close.

Finally, we sleep.