22. Axel

"Tuft is going into labor."

I had to blink twice to catch the words the purple-striped omega had just spoken. "Labor? His eggs dropped this morning. Is that a bad sign?"

"He looks healthy as can be," Punky said. "He needs you, though. I can sub in. The rules say it"s okay to have more omegas than alphas on a team in emergency situations."

I laughed. Tuft and his betas had haggled over that rule for a long time. Alphas, betas, and omegas were virtually the same physically. Even their magical differences were questionable among mated pairs. The rule was based on the old intramural rules of human males and females on the same teams. I had a feeling they would take it out once this season was over. If anything, teams with more omegas seemed to win more games.

I was stalling. I shook my head to clear it and handed the volleyball to Punky, since it was my serve. We were up 13-11. "If we lose, you owe us breakfast tomorrow."

He nodded. "Deal."

I teleported home without a backward glance. I stopped in the living room to grab a few blankets from the couch and the pillows we"d been collecting in a corner for this moment. Our eggs hadn"t given us much warning they were coming today, or I would have stayed home from work to prepare.

"Axel?" Tuft called from the bedroom. "Hurry. I need you."

"I"m here, mate." I rushed to the bed with my accessories, and Tuft quickly built a small reservoir for our eggs. I almost forgot the tarp. I"d left it by the back door of the cabin because I didn"t like the smell of new tarp by my bed. It reminded me too much of camping. I wouldn"t have a choice now, but at least the smell wasn"t as strong as it had been when I"d brought it home a few short weeks ago.

With a burst of magic, I lifted everything off our mattress and wrapped it in the tarp. Once the bed was remade, I covered Tuft"s side with a sheet of softer plastic to catch his slick.

"I"m scared," Tuft whimpered as he stared at the offending plastic sheet. "What if I don"t make enough slick this time, either?"

"We"ll deal with that when it happens." I pulled him to his feet. He was still in too many clothes. As urgent as it was to get the process started, I didn"t want to rush him. He"d tried to rush before, and it hadn"t gone well.

I undressed him slowly, planting gentle kisses on each inch of exposed skin until I had his shirt off. Then, I unbuttoned his pants and massaged his hard cock through his compression shorts. The eggs hadn"t progressed into his cock yet, but they would.

I helped him take off his pants and shorts, exposing his gorgeous cock and his swollen sac. Our babies were in there, and they wanted out. I was ready to do whatever it took to help them on their way.

"Fuck!" Tuft stared at his cock head like it was a snake about to bite him. "My cock hasn"t split yet. The eggs are going to get stuck in there."

I could see the seams waiting to open for our eggs, but they hadn"t separated yet. This wasn"t a new problem for kobold/human hybrids. Even the kobolds of old sometimes needed a little cock tease to draw out the eggs.

"I know how to fix that."

I hurried out of my clothes and dropped to my knees before Tuft. I licked along the compass-like seams of his cock, willing them to open with pressure and a lot of saliva. When I took the head into my mouth, he moaned and grabbed onto my shoulders. I teased the seams open one at a time. The final seam opened, and a gush of precome hit my tongue.

"I"m so close," Tuft said.

I released his cock with a wet pop and gazed up at him, loving the blissed-out look in his eyes.

"Let"s get into position."

I helped him onto the bed and over the ledge of our nest. When he tried to lean over for me, I held his hips still and repositioned, so my head was crotch-level once more. I worked my tongue inside the seams, pushing them even further apart as Tuft moaned above me.

Tuft shoved me aside when he came and angled his cock down into the nest. I hurried around him so I could help, but the egg had descended onto the mat before I crawled into place.

Tuft kissed the egg"s hard shell and smeared it with its first coating of slick. "Hi, baby. Your daddies are here. We"re going to take good care of you."

He was so perfect for me. I kissed the back of his neck as he coated the egg four more times.

"You"re making so much slick," I whispered in his ear.

His breath hitched, and he turned to me with unshed tears in his eyes. "They won"t starve. Right? Promise me."

He looked fierce enough to bite my dick off if I said no. I kissed his temple and pressed his back to my chest. "I promise."

His cock was hard again. He grabbed my hips, trying to position me at his entrance. "Need your knot, alpha."

His body produced more than enough slick for me, so I removed the excess and smeared it onto our egg. I swear it was growing as we watched, but as fun as it sounded, I did not want to watch our egg grow. I needed to help Tuft lay the next one.

I slid into him with one fluid motion, gently tapping my balls against his swollen ones.

"Move," Tuft whispered. "Need to come."

I rocked against him, shallow thrusts at first, but when he tried to pull away to make them deeper, I gave him what he wanted. I pulled all the way out and slammed back inside with a punishing rhythm. His cries grew louder and less pronounced as he begged me for, "More, please, yes, gods, now, there, THERE."

I angled hard against that spot where he wanted me. He uttered the most satisfied sound I had ever heard a kobold make, guttural and otherworldly.

Another egg shot out the end of his cock with a gush of cum.

It took everything I had to keep from coming with him. I grasped the base of my cock and pulled out to grab more slick to feed the new egg, and then I went right back inside.

"Is there another one?" I asked.

"I don"t know."

"Better to be sure." I kissed his neck over his mark as I rode his hips from behind, grinding and thrusting at a pace and angle that had him writhing against me, his head back on my shoulder as I drove into him.

I wanted to feel it, if there was another baby. I reached around to take his cock in my slick hand.

Another hard lump bulged near the base. I slowed my pace to massage it down the passage while I rolled my hips, making Tuft swear with each rub of my cock on his prostate.

I was close, too, but I couldn"t come before he did. I wanted to give him my knot as his reward for doing the hard part.

"Close," Tuft panted. "Please, Axel. Need your knot."

"Come for me, sugar. Let"s feed this little one first, and then I"ll give you my knot."

I didn"t know how I was hanging onto my sanity. Tuft"s channel felt divine around me, each thrust bringing me closer to ecstasy, but I refused to come until I knew our third little one was in the nest and safe.

I kept one hand on Tuft"s cock and let the other drift from his hip up to caress his chest, where his nipples would be. Even though we had no outward appearance of nipples without glamor magic, the area was an erogenous zone.

Tuft moaned and his cock twitched as I rubbed my palm over his sensitive skin.

"Fuck, Axel, I"m gonna …" He came with a choked cry. The egg shot onto the mat with a spurt of cum. Tuft reached back for a generous helping of slick before he hunched over the nest to feed them.

Then, he flopped back against me, his hands on top of mine at his hips. "Knot. Now, alpha."

I wrapped my arms around his chest and held him as tightly as I dared. I thrust deep inside, barely moving with each wiggle of my hips. My knot started to build with my orgasm, making it even more intense when it hit. I was as deep inside Tuft as I could go. My cock seemed to spurt forever as my knot grew and grew, stretching Tuft"s insides and making him writhe and moan.

His cock gave a tremendous twitch and his channel convulsed with another orgasm while I knotted him. The sensation made my knot swell even more. We were truly locked together. Thankfully, there was a copious amount of slick to smear over the eggs before my knot formed, and when it finally released, Tuft stood over the eggs and let our mixed fluids nourish them even more.

"I"ve never seen so much slick in one place," Tuft admitted. "Not from me, anyway."

Instead of retaining the wet sheen after Tuft smeared the slick over them, it seemed to evaporate or get sucked inside the shell. Our eggs were already hungry, and it was my job to feed my omega so he could feed them.

"I"ll make you a snack."

It was too late to request anything from the kitchens. If it wasn"t past midnight, it was near.

I broke some graham crackers in half and smeared frosting between the two layers. Complex carbs and simple sugars were the best for him right after laying our eggs. In the morning, I would bring him the best breakfast the cafeteria had to offer.

While exhausting, egg laying sure was fun, and raising our little hatchlings would be an adventure. I looked forward to everything life as a kobold alpha had to offer.