Chapter Twenty-Two

Sutton

“Give them to me,” I patted my thighs and arched an eyebrow at my mate.

“You’re busy working, Sutton.”

I cocked my head and waited.

Raven knew better. He came first.

“Just a few minutes,” I urged.

He propped his feet on my lap and sighed as I rubbed them. “Off your feet for the rest of the day,” I growled.

“It’s only two in the afternoon, mate. There’s so much to do.”

“There’s not that much to do. Pop-Tart has everything scheduled down to the half hour for us. Someone else can take over your duties for the afternoon. I mean it.”

Raven pursed his lips. “You mean it, huh?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I would be more willing to take a nap if I wasn’t alone.”

He’d come into the office where I was working. We had responsibilities at this new place, but it was good work. We were helping omegas just like we said we wanted to.

We were a part of the team but, at the same time, had our own space.

“Oh no, you don’t,” I said. “That’s not a nap. That’s the opposite of a nap. You need rest, omega.”

“But I can rest better after a bit of activity.”

“Oh? So you want to take a walk?” I laughed. A walk was not on either of our minds.

“You’re so mean,” He groaned, throwing his head back.

“When have I ever been mean to you?” I asked, rose from my chair to shut and lock the door.

“Right now. All I want is for you to fuck me, and you’re making me rest and eat well and rubbing my feet.”

“Goddess, the torture.” I walked over to him.

“It is. Can’t you see the torture you’re putting me through.”

He had one of my big T-shirts on and a pair of stretchy pants lent to him by one of the other omegas. Paternity clothes were in no short supply around here. We had all kinds of omegas in various states of pregnancy and postpartum stages.

His pants revealed exactly what he needed.

“After this, you promise to go and rest?” I asked, reaching for his waistband and tugging gently.

“Depends on how tired I am.”

“Greedy omega. That’s what you are.” I tugged his pants down, and his cock bobbed free of the restraint.

“Please, alpha. I am so hungry for you.”

“You’re always hungry for me lately.”

He pulled his shirt off quickly. “And somehow you are still attracted to me. Even with this growing belly.”

“You’re damned right I am. Do you need me inside you, omega?”

Raven nodded.

“Stand up and let me sit. I have an idea.”

I took off all my clothes and helped him up. My cock was already swollen and ready for my mate. “Turn your back to me, omega. Ride me.”

My mate gasped but turned around and, after some finagling, finally speared himself. We both groaned in absolute pleasure, me from his tight, slick channel and him with the gratification of being filled up, just like he wanted. “Oh goddess, Sutton.”

I gripped his hips, pressing my fingertips into his flesh. He reached up and caressed his pecs. I lifted his body and then let him down slowly, torturing us both in the process. Once he took over, bobbing up and down, I reached around his body and stroked his dick. He was always so ready for me, even more now, with his body swelling with our child.

It wasn’t long before we climaxed together. He cried out my name over and over, I was sure that the team over in the other compound could hear us.

Not that I gave a damn.

I helped him get to our bedroom and, after sharing another shower where we got anything but clean, I asked him to take a nap.

He complied, but I had to persuade him with pancakes for dinner.

Silly omega. I would’ve made them for him anyway.