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More Kids for Kieran
Chapter 1: Kieran Goes Into Another Heat
“I can’t believe it’s so hot today,” Kieran said when he finally ducked into the car. “I need an ice bath.”
“I just want to collapse into bed and have a nice, long nap,” Chase replied dryly, starting the car. “After chasing these little monsters around, I’m beat.”
“You, beat?” Kieran laughed. “What happened to the Top Soccer Defender of the year?”
“Nope. I’m ready for a nap.” Chase glanced over his shoulder at the backseat. Liam, Jem, and Liz were all buckled in, their eyelids drooping. “C’mon, kids. Stay awake until we get home. I’m not dragging you out of the car.”
“But I wanna sleep,” Liam whined. “I’m sleepy!”
“You can sleep when we get home,” Kieran answered.
That was the entire plan, actually. To tire them out so much that they’d nap for a couple of hours, at least. And Chase wasn’t going to waste any of that nap time in the car. “Jem! Eyes open! Maybe you should tickle her, babe. I’m driving.”
Kieran rolled his eyes. “That’s just cruel.”
“Yeah, but I need a bit of time with you when we get home. You know, longer than ten minutes.”
Kieran snorted. “We can get it over with in less than ten minutes.”
“Get what over with?” eight-year-old Liam mumbled.
Chase reached over the center console to elbow his omega, muttering, “I’m not dealing with your heat in ten minutes.”
Kieran glanced over his shoulder at their children. All day, there’d been a faint musk wafting off his skin, low and earthy, tempting Chase at every turn. Kieran’s heat was starting; Chase saw it in his slightly-dilated pupils, his stiff nipples, the way he kept eyeing Chase, brushing up against him when no one was looking.
As they drove out of the mall parking lot, Kieran reached into his shirt, pulling out two white, round pads.
Those pads, he always wore tucked into the cups of a wireless lace bra, because he was still leaking milk. Hell, he’d never really stopped lactating. Chase drank from him every day, more so when they’d weaned the children off onto solid foods.
Kieran tossed the pads onto Chase’s lap, grinning.
Chase looked at the pads, then back up at his omega.
And Kieran grasped his pecs lightly, squeezing them so wet spots soaked through his shirt.
Blood swooped between Chase’s legs. “Damn it, babe.”
He wanted to lick them, but they were driving on the main street, and it really wasn’t a good time.
“Just thought you needed to see the goods,” Kieran said mildly. Then he squeezed harder, and milk began leaking through the shirt, trickling down, down, down.
Yeah, he was a lot different from how he’d been years ago. Chase loved it all.
“You have to do this right now, don’t you?” Chase growled, trying to ignore the tingling between his legs.
“Yup.” More milk leaked out. “It felt kind of full.”
“You know what you’re supposed to do when you’re full.”
Kieran’s smile was obvious in his voice. “Nope.”
Chase really, really wanted to pin him, mount him, and make him howl. “You’re gonna regret that, sweetie.”
Kieran sucked in a slow breath. “Am I?”
“Yes.”
Kieran’s hand disappeared into his shirt. The next thing Chase knew, his omega had reached over, pushing two wet fingers into his mouth. They tasted so sweet. “There,” Kieran said. “Something to tide you over.”
Chase slid his tongue between Kieran’s fingers, chasing every last drop of his husband’s milk. Then he sealed his lips around those fingers, and sucked.
Kieran choked on a moan.
“You hurting, babe?” Chase drawled around his fingers. “You sound like you’re hurting.”
And he took Kieran’s fingers deeper, taking long, hard drags on them. Exactly like what he did to Kieran’s cock sometimes.
Kieran yanked his fingers out, panting, squirming in his seat. His heat musk smelled deeper now. Richer. Chase’s balls tightened.
They pulled into their driveway with screeching tires. Chase braked hard, and the kids all woke up from their naps.
“We’re home,” Chase said. “Sweetie, I’ll handle the kids. Wait for me in the bedroom.”
Kieran licked his lips, his smile growing. “You know you sound like the perfect alpha, right?”
“Yeah.” Chase grinned. Then he leaned in to cover up any evidence, and squeezed Kieran between his legs.
Kieran’s eyes rolled back; he writhed, his cock hard against Chase’s palm. And his heat musk billowed everywhere.
Chase threw open the door before his body could drag him into a rut. “C’mon, kids. Chop chop! We don’t have time to waste!”
Kieran had gotten the front door open. Chase scooped three-year-old Liz into his arms, catching six-year-old Jem by the shoulder to hurry her along.
He got them all in front of the TV, dragging over blankets and pillows so they could nap in front of the TV if they wanted to. He made sure the doors were locked. Set some snacks and drinks next to the kids so they had no cause to come looking—already, they were starting to lean into the pillows, their eyelids drooping again.
They were set. Chase headed for the bedroom, knocking softly on the door.
The moment he stepped in, Kieran grabbed him, and shoved him against the wall. “You took forever.”
Chase’s cock shot up, his instincts thrumming. “Fuck, that’s hot.”
Kieran huffed. But his mouth was already on Chase’s neck, his hands dragging heavily down Chase’s chest, down his abdomen, pushing into his pants to grab his length. Pleasure sizzled down his nerves.
“Damn, babe,” Chase growled, squeezing Kieran’s bare pecs so milk trickled down the back of his hands. Hot. “Want my big cock opening your hole?”
Kieran groaned. “Get going instead of standing there.”
Chase laughed and leaned closer, biting down hard on the crook of Kieran’s neck. Where his scent gland was, now covered in numerous bonding marks. Kieran jerked. So Chase grasped his cock and pumped it slow, and a low, needy whine slipped out of him.
“Chase,” Kieran gasped.
“Yeah, that’s it.” Chase pushed his fingers between Kieran’s lace-covered cheeks, sliding them under the panties so they ground up against Kieran’s bare, leaking hole.
Before Kieran could react, Chase stepped around his omega, shoving Kieran chest-first against the wall, pinning him with his weight. And he pulled his cock out of his pants, wedging it between his cheeks.
“Smells like someone’s ready to be fucked open,” Chase whispered in his ear. “I’m gonna bend you over, make you present your sweet little hole. Then I’m gonna fuck inside, and fill you up with cock.”
Kieran wheezed, his musk deepening around them. “You’re so fucking filthy.”
And yet his slick soaked through his panties, trickling down his inner thighs. Chase groaned and peeled Kieran’s panties away from his ass, pushing his cock past it so his tip stroked Kieran’s bare thighs. “You say that, but your slick’s just pouring out of you, sweetie. When I promise to claim your pretty ass.”
“Mmm.” Kieran tipped his head back. He soaked up those compliments these days. It had taken him a couple of heats to lose his inhibitions, but the wait had been completely worth it.
Kieran pushed his hips up now, grinding against Chase’s cock, more slick dripping out of him. “Get going before someone comes knocking.”
“You’re just looking for an excuse to be filled up all the time,” Chase growled in his ear. “You want my cock inside you all day, every day, don’t you, babe? Holding you open. Reminding you who you belong to.”
“Fuck.” Kieran whined, grinding his ass onto Chase’s hips. “Are you dragging your feet? Trying to hide that you’re losing your touch?”
Chase laughed. “Damn, sweetie.”
He pulled away to shed his clothes, leaving himself completely bare. Then he shoved Kieran heavily back against the wall, cramming his cock against Kieran’s hole, rocking it heavily against the lace.
“Beg for it,” Chase murmured. “I won’t put it in unless you’re absolutely ready.”
“I’m fucking ready,” Kieran hissed. And he grasped his panties, pulling it to the side to expose his pink, puckered hole.
Something yanked behind Chase’s stomach. Need flooded through his entire body, twisting through his gut, pulling his balls tight as his breath punched out of his lungs. His cock hurt so much, needing to be inside.
“Fuck, it hurts,” Chase hissed, yanking Kieran closer by the hips, shoving his cock roughly against Kieran’s hole. “Beg for it, or I’m not giving it to you.”
Kieran laughed breathlessly. “You’d rather hurt?”
“Beg for it,” Chase snarled, reaching around to grasp Kieran’s throbbing cock.
A choked-off moan escaped his omega. Kieran writhed against him, panting now, a soft whine slipping out of his throat.
Chase bit his scent gland hard; Kieran bucked, his chest heaving. When Chase reached up, he found trails of milk dripping down Kieran’s chest. So he caught Kieran’s nipples and rubbed them lightly, squeezing them until they grew so hard. Kieran wheezed. Yeah, Chase knew from experience that it felt really good.
“Beg, or I’ll let you stay empty all night,” Chase panted, wedging his tip against Kieran’s hole.
“You’re not gonna fuck me hard enough,” Kieran shot back.
Fuck, Chase wanted to make him eat those words. He pushed harder against Kieran’s tight hole, until it opened against him, almost wide enough to take his cock. Precome shot into his omega.
“Beg,” Chase murmured. “Or I won’t open you all slow and sweet. I won’t feed it to you inch by inch.”
“I don’t want it slow and sweet.”
Chase gave a sharp smile. “Then that’s what you’ll get if you don’t beg. I’m just gonna hold my cock inside you, and I’m not gonna give you a baby.”
Kieran broke. He leaned his forehead against the wall, swearing under his breath. And he reached behind himself, grasping his cheeks, spreading them. “Please.”
Chase’s cock hurt. He groaned and held Kieran’s hand with his own. With his other hand, he shoved his tip into Kieran’s waiting hole, driving it halfway inside. Fuck, he was tight.
Kieran clapped his hand over his mouth, muffling his scream.
He was so, so lovely.
Chase grasped his hips and slammed the rest of his cock inside, forcing him open, forcing his cock against Kieran’s prostate.
Kieran shuddered and his knees buckled. Chase held him up and began pounding him into the wall, his own eyes rolling back. Kieran always felt so insanely good around him, his ass clinging around Chase’s cock, begging him for his come.
“Ch-Chase,” Kieran whimpered.
“Good enough?” Chase growled, grasping Kieran’s cheeks, spreading him so he could watch his cock disappear inside his omega. Kieran’s hole was absolutely stretched, glistening with slick, sucking around him every time he rocked back.
“You need to—to try harder,” Kieran gasped. “Go back to the gym.”
Chase grinned and slammed his cock against Kieran’s prostate.
Kieran’s spine bowed; he clenched hard around Chase, choking down his moans as he came.
“Am I fucking hard enough?” Chase whispered.
“No,” Kieran wheezed. “You need to try harder.”
Chase grinned and pulled out completely, so Kieran whined, looking over his shoulder.
Chase hauled him over to the bed and threw him down onto it; Kieran bounced and spread his legs immediately, shoving his hips up into the air, his hole fucked open now.
Chase didn’t wait for an invitation. He climbed onto the bed and crammed his aching cock back inside, shoving Kieran flat against the bed, riding him hard so their hips slapped together, every last inch buried deep.
Kieran thrashed and whimpered. “You’re not touching my nipples.”
So Chase leaned in, pinned Kieran with his chest, and reached under him to grasp both his stiff nipples. A soft, strangled sound slipped out of Kieran’s lips.
“Want me to fill you up, babe?” Chase growled. “My cock is so deep inside you. Perfect for putting a baby into your sweet body.”
Kieran groaned and took him, raising his hips even though Chase kept fucking him into the bed. With each thrust, his panting grew louder, his knuckles turning white as he clutched at the sheets.
“Tell—Tell you what,” Chase whispered, yanking the nightstand open, grabbing a couple of wide, shallow bowls they kept in there. “I don’t want your milk going to waste.”
He lifted Kieran off the mattress slightly, slipping a bowl under each pec. Then he grasped Kieran’s pecs and squeezed, and milk streamed into the bowl. Ready for drinking. Chase rewarded him by rubbing his nipples with slow, heavy touches. Kieran groaned.
“You’re so fucking hot.” Chase plowed deeper into his omega, his own balls pulling so tight. “Gods, I want to fill you up, babe. Fuck your hole loose. Make sure you know who you belong to.”
“You’re not fucking hard enough.”
“Yeah?” Chase shoved him down against the bed and went hard, so Kieran wheezed and thrashed beneath him, his entire body clenching as helpless whimpers slipped out of his throat. “I think this isn’t hard enough.” Then he pressed his lips to Kieran’s ear, and whispered, “Sweetie.”
Kieran came with a choked-off howl, his ass clamping down on Chase’s cock.
Chase almost came right there. Almost. He sank his teeth into Kieran’s shoulder and fucked him through that orgasm, pulling out completely, slamming his entire length back in, until Kieran writhed and clutched at the sheets, incoherent.
Then he reached under his omega and pumped his cock, and Kieran bucked, his breaths coming out in big, wheezing gasps.
“Good?” Chase murmured.
“C-could be bet—better,” Kieran whimpered. “You didn’t touch my balls.”
Chase grinned and slammed his cock back inside, punishingly hard. Kieran’s toes curled. “All right. I’ll massage your pretty balls and get more come out of them.”
He took them into his hand, rolling them between his fingers at the same time he buried his cock in Kieran’s ass. He pumped Kieran’s cock with his other hand, too. And dropped kisses onto his shoulders.
Kieran shoved his face against the mattress. Except Chase needed to see him, suddenly.
He pulled out; Kieran protested. Chase lifted Kieran off the semi-full bowls, setting them on the nightstand. Then he flipped Kieran onto his back, and pushed his knees up, pinning them on either side of him. So his omega was spread beneath him, gorgeous and ready.
“There,” Chase murmured. “I want to see my husband come when I put a baby inside him.”
A flush crept up Kieran’s chest, up his neck, to his cheeks. “You need to put it in hard enough.”
“Oh, I will,” Chase growled, fitting his tip back into Kieran’s gaping hole. He slammed his entire cock in, bending his shuddering omega in half as he began to thrust so deep, his own balls squirmed. “Fuck, I’m gonna fill you with so much come, sweetie. Gonna fertilize you with my big cock.”
Kieran panted, pumping his own length. “That’s not hard enough.”
“Cover your mouth, sweetie.” Chase gave him a feral smile. And he held Kieran’s legs open, cramming his cock in so savagely that Kieran’s eyes rolled back into his head. Kieran barely covered his mouth in time, before he came with a loud groan, his gorgeous body convulsing, his come squirting all over his chest.
So beautiful.
Chase didn’t stop this time, either. “That’s it, milk my cock. It’s getting bigger for you,” he panted. “Feel it, babe? I’m close.”
And he began to pound so hard into Kieran that his cock ached with need and pleasure, his balls growing so fucking heavy with come.
“Yours,” Kieran groaned, tipping his head back to expose his throat.
Offering his entire self.
Chase came with a snarl, thrusting deep so every single drop of his come went inside his omega, pleasure throbbing through his body.
He leaned in and sucked on Kieran’s pulse point, panting, trying to catch his breath. “You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he panted, dropping sloppy kisses everywhere he could reach. He traced his wrists all over Kieran, brushing his scent over the same spots twice, three times. Enough that everyone would know who Kieran belonged to.
His knot swelled, locking them together. Chase rocked that against his prostate, too. Until Kieran came again, and again.
“You think you get more fertile when I make you come like this?” Chase whispered against his neck.
“Maybe. I wouldn’t know.” Kieran huffed, the tension seeping out of his body. “Gods, that was so good.”
“You were being such a brat,” Chase said.
“I’m older than you.”
“Still a brat.”
Kieran grinned. “And you love me for it.”
“I do.” Chase kissed him on the lips, slow and sweet, tangling their tongues together. It felt so good to know that Kieran was comfortable enough with Chase to behave however he liked. “I honestly don’t remember how many times I’ve made you come.”
“I don’t even try to count.” Kieran grinned. “Thanks.”
“Hey, no need to thank me for it. I love knowing that I made you feel good.”
They looked into each other’s eyes, Chase cupping his cheek, before leaning in to drink Kieran’s milk from his nipples. Kieran sighed and relaxed further.
The bedroom door opened, suddenly. They both tensed, Chase blindly grabbing the blankets and pulling it over their hips a second before Liam, Jem, and Liz tumbled in.
“Dad, Papa! Look what we found!” Liam pointed at his head. Something black covered his hair. “We found pretty hats in the dryer!”
“Hats…?” Chase said slowly. Kieran stiffened and clenched around him.
“Crap,” Kieran said under his breath.
Then Chase realized what they’d gotten their hands on.
Black lace covered Liam’s dark hair, save for two round openings that were meant for legs, instead of ears. Jem wore one on her head, too, except it was almost falling off. And Liz had hers twisted around her ears to help it stay on.
Kieran flushed and covered his face, his shoulders shaking. “Oh, gods.”
How the kids didn’t realize those were panties, Chase didn’t know. But he couldn’t exactly reach them to pull the underwear off their heads right now.
“We brought some for you,” Jem said brightly, holding out more black lace. “Wear it, Papa!”
Chase snorted, glancing fondly at Kieran’s red face. “Come over here. Give those to us,” he said, reaching out. “Those are for adults.”
“But I want to wear it,” Liam protested.
“You can wear them when you get older. C’mon.” Chase beckoned them over, grabbing the panties off Jem and Liz. “I’ll trade you for a… a makeup kit.”
Liam brightened and handed it over. “Really?”
“Yeah.”
“I want a makeup kit too!” Jem said, bouncing on her heels.
“You’ll share with Liam,” Kieran said.
“Aww,” Liam whined.
“You’ll share it until you have enough money to buy your own,” Chase added. “But who knows? Maybe Jem will get tired of it soon enough.”
“Fine,” Liam grumbled. He looked more closely at them, though, recoiling. “Wait. You’re doing the—the sex thing.”
Kieran twitched; Chase could tell he wanted to wince. “We were showing how much we love each other,” Kieran said dryly. Which looked like the right thing to say, because Liam put his hands over his ears and turned tail.
“Ew, ew, ew! I don’t wanna hear it!”
“Sharing cooties,” Kieran called after him.
“Ew!” Liam yelled from outside the bedroom.
“You share cooties?” Jem wrinkled her nose. “Ew!” Then she grabbed Liz and hurried out of the bedroom, too. “Liam! Wait for us! We don’t want cooties!”
“Now they won’t want to hug us anymore,” Chase said, just as dryly.
“They’ll get over it soon enough.” Kieran laughed. “They always do.” He grabbed Chase’s hand, pulling Chase back down on top of him. “Cuddle me.”
Chase grinned and cuddled him, pulling the blankets further up so they were at least slightly more decent. “Damn, it’s hot in here.”
“Yeah,” Kieran said, but he didn’t try to move away. “Maybe I should’ve asked you to fuck me with an icicle.”
Chase snorted. “Next time, babe. Next time.”
Chapter 2: Pregnant Again
The lights were dimmed in Rutherford’s office. They were all staring at the mess of black-and-white speckles on the screen, when the doctor moved the ultrasound wand and murmured, “Oh!”
Chase squinted at the image. It looked more oddly-shaped than he was expecting, at fifteen weeks. “What did you see?”
“I think I’m seeing things.” Kieran blinked. “Why’s there another bump—”
He froze, meeting Chase’s eyes. Chase’s brain was not working.
The doctor smiled. “Have you figured it out?”
“No,” Chase said. “It looks like there’s an extra head. Wait.”
Kieran narrowed his eyes. “You knocked me up with an alien.”
Rutherford laughed.
Chase squinted harder at the ultrasound image. Then the image shifted, and—
It wasn’t an alien. There were two shapes in there.
“Holy fuck,” Chase said disbelievingly. “Twins?”
Kieran folded his arms over his chest, narrowing his eyes. “Your fault, babe.”
Chase wracked his brain, trying to figure if he’d done anything different with Kieran this heat. Not really. “How are you getting twins this time? Did I fuck you too hard?”
Rutherford hid his smile behind his hand. Kieran rolled his eyes.
“There’s no known, natural way of creating twins,” Rutherford said. “There are medically-induced ways, but I’m not sure that’s what you did.”
“Nope,” Kieran said, his lips twitching at the corners. “Now I’m pissed with you, Summers. Two more kids?”
Oh, they were back to using last names, were they? Chase leaned in to kiss him. “Sorry?”
“Nope, still pissed.”
The twinkle in Kieran’s eyes said he was far from pissed. Chase grinned and nuzzled him. “I guess I’ll have to start lactating again, huh? We’re going to get real busy with the breastfeeding.”
“No kidding,” Kieran said.
“I’ll prescribe you the same hormone pills,” Rutherford said. “You’ve induced lactation three times before now—I’m sure you don’t need a refresher.”
“Nope.” Chase did a small dance in his seat. “I’m think I’m ready.”
“No one is really ready for twins,” Kieran said forebodingly. “Just wait; we’re gonna mess up telling them apart, and forget who’s who. And they won’t know, either.”
“I guess it’s a good thing we have nail polish on hand,” Chase said. “And soon enough, they’re going to try and confuse us with who’s who.”
“Gods.” Kieran pinched the bridge of his nose, but he was smiling. “This is all your fault.”
***
Kieran was still pretending to be pissed when they got home. “My feet are going to get extra swollen!”
“I’ll rub them,” Chase said.
“I’ll need to piss every two seconds!”
“I’ll hold the bottle while you pee.”
“I’m going to run out of names for them!”
Chase snorted. “Yeah, you’re right. Maybe we should call them Twin One and Twin Two.”
Kieran rolled his eyes again, looking away to hide his smile. Chase hugged him from behind.
“I have an idea,” Chase whispered. “Since it’s my fault we’re having twins, what about you punish me.”
“How?”
“You could fuck my ass.”
Kieran froze, staring blankly at Chase. “What.”
“You’ve topped omegas before,” Chase said. He’d wondered about it on and off, over the years. “But you’ve never shown me how you did it.”
“‘Cuz I’m not interested in having sex with anyone else.”
“But you could fuck me.”
Kieran looked incredulous. “You really want me to?”
“Sure, why not?” Chase reached down, cupping his omega’s unevenly-sized balls. “You have some alpha hormones. You like fighting with me in bed.”
“My cock is not… small.”
“And I’ve ruined your pretty hole so many times. Maybe you could go slow with mine.”
Kieran chewed thoughtfully on his lower lip, glancing at the clock. “We have some time before your parents show up with the kids.”
“Think it’s enough time?” Chase rubbed Kieran firm and slow between his legs, encouraging his cock to swell. “Oh, that’s hot.”
He was just slightly worried that it might break him. But Kieran had mentioned his alpha friend Jesse getting knocked up by his alpha, so maybe… it’d turn out okay?
“We only have a couple of lube samples lying around.” Kieran followed Chase to their bedroom, pulling his clothes off. “But I guess I could use my slick.”
“That’ll probably be enough.” Chase shed his clothes, too. Then he grabbed Kieran and bowled him over onto their bed, and Kieran flashed a sharp smile.
“Want a fight, Summers?” Kieran growled, shoving Chase onto his back.
He tried to straddle Chase, but Chase wasn’t above using his larger mass to flip them over, pinning Kieran beneath him, grinding his growing cock against Kieran’s hip. “If you’re not careful, I might end up fucking you instead, sweetie.”
Kieran laughed. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.”
He grabbed Chase’s cock and balls. Then, with a thoughtful look, he slid his fingers behind Chase’s sac, rubbing firmly against his hole.
It felt… good. That spot had some nerve endings that Chase had never paid attention to.
“Like it?” Kieran whispered. “I’ll open you here.”
Chase had never heard his husband say anything like that before. “I bet the omegas loved having you in bed.”
Kieran snorted. “We’re not talking about them right now, Summers.”
“Oh,” Chase rumbled. “Are you fucking me as my coach?”
“I like that. Yeah.” Kieran pulled back on the pressure of his touch, lightly caressing Chase’s entrance. Then he pressed down hard, and squeezed a fingertip inside. “Fuck, you’re tight.”
“No one’s been there before.” Chase tried squeezing around Kieran’s finger. “You’ll be the only one.”
Kieran smiled, pushing more of his finger in. There wasn’t enough to burn yet; he swirled it lightly around, grinding friction into Chase’s body. Then he withdrew. “We’ll need some lube.”
“What if we shove our holes together, and you drip it in?”
Kieran snorted. “It’ll probably work better with a straw.”
“Gods, we’re not doing that. And you’re not telling your friends about it.”
“Who knows? Maybe Perry can make a connecting tube.”
“I doubt we’re doing it enough to warrant custom-made tubes, babe,” Chase said dryly. But he reached down, pushing three fingers into Kieran’s damp hole. “Fuck, you’re wet inside. This turning you on, babe?”
“I think it’s more from you lying on top of me.” When Chase pulled out of him, Kieran grasped his fingers, stealing the slick. Then he dipped his fingers into himself for more slick, and pushed two inside Chase’s hole.
That didn’t feel bad, either.
“That’s just the beginning,” Kieran murmured. “My cock’s bigger than that.”
“Ooh, I’m so frightened.” Chase grinned.
Kieran snorted and shoved Chase off, climbing onto him to pin his legs open. He dipped back into himself for more slick, and pushed three fingers inside Chase.
Pleasure began to hum down his nerves. Chase made a low sound, his cock growing hard. “Actually, that feels pretty good.”
Kieran cracked a smile. “Say that again when you’ve got my cock in your ass.”
He said it all low and rumbling, and it made Chase’s pulse quicken. He loved all of Kieran, so having Kieran do anything to him—he was game to give it a try. “Feels good, babe.”
Kieran’s eyes darkened; his cock was growing hard. He curled his fingers inside Chase, searching, and pleasure suddenly burst through Chase’s body, arching his spine.
“Fuck!”
“That’s your prostate,” Kieran growled, cramming his fingers against it. Chase jolted again, his entire body humming. “Feels good, Summers?”
“Y-yes, Coach.” Chase spread his legs, reaching down to grasp Kieran’s cock. It grew harder in his fist, precome leaking from its tip.
It really was big. How was it going to fit?
His breaths coming faster, Kieran slid a fourth finger into Chase. Chase’s body began to protest; it wasn’t used to being spread this wide. Except those fingers still had nothing on Kieran’s cock.
Kieran scissored his fingers inside Chase, pushing them against his prostate, rocking against it over and over until Chase bit his lip and threw his head back, his cock leaking. “Fuck, okay. Okay. I get why you love being fucked now.”
Chase expected his body to split. But it felt so good that he didn’t really care anymore. Except the part of him that was alpha wanted to rear up, and take control.
“Hurry up and get inside, or I’m gonna pin you,” he growled. “My cock needs somewhere to go.”
“Later.” Kieran licked his lips, his gaze raking over Chase’s body.
And now Kieran felt like an alpha—it seemed as though his alpha hormones had taken over.
Kieran grabbed a couple packs of lube from the nightstand, emptying them onto his cock. “This might hurt a bit.”
“I’m ready.”
Kieran fitted his blunt tip against Chase’s hole. It really was fucking big, bigger than all the fingers on his hand combined. And he began to push, slowly, so Chase felt himself opening wider and wider, a solid thickness stretching him impossibly.
Then it was inside him, friction humming through his veins as Kieran pushed deeper, looking into his eyes.
He’s inside me.
It was kind of hot.
“Gods, you’re tight,” Kieran groaned, milk gathering on the tips of his nipples.
“You like fucking me?” Chase growled. “You seem pretty into it.”
“‘Cuz it’s you.” Kieran rocked back slightly, before pushing deeper. With each inch he claimed, he stretched more and more of Chase inside, the sheer slowness of his movements amplifying every little thrust.
Chase felt as though he would burst. But his body held together, and when Kieran pulled back and slid deeper, pleasure whispered down his nerves.
Kieran’s eyes darkened. “You feel fucking good, babe.”
“Fuck me like I’m yours,” Chase growled, squeezing around him.
Kieran groaned, his thrusts turning more forceful. Milk trickled down his chest. Then he sank all the way in, and Chase struggled to breathe. Fuck, he’s big.
“You’re right against my prostate,” Chase wheezed.
“Yeah?” Kieran panted and pinned Chase’s legs open, trying to work his cock deeper inside. “I think I’m gonna come. You feel so good.”
“Come, sweetie. I want you to mark me inside.”
Kieran’s strokes stuttered; the part of him that was omega flickered in his eyes. Then he pushed it away, and it was all alpha hormones, his teeth bared, his hands grasping Chase’s legs tighter as he worked his cock deeper, hell-bent on cramming his cock against Chase’s prostate.
Chase grasped at the sheets, his cock throbbing. “Fuck—fuck me harder.”
Kieran groaned and increased the speed of his thrusts, his chest heaving as milk dripped onto Chase, his cock growing thicker.
So Chase reached up, thumbing those dusky nubs. Milk trickled down his fingers; Kieran stiffened and moaned, shoving his cock deep as he came, warmth flooding Chase inside.
Yeah, that was pretty fucking hot. Chase waited until Kieran pulled out. Then he reared up and pinned Kieran against the bed, shoving his cock roughly between Kieran’s cheeks. Pushing it against his hole, slamming in.
Kieran howled and took him, his toes curling. Fuck, he was so hot inside. Wet and tight.
“That’s it,” Chase groaned, thrusting hard into his omega. “I’m gonna show you who you belong to, babe.”
Kieran wheezed; he clenched hard around Chase, writhing, still sensitive from his release. Chase leaned in to bite his scent gland, his cock aching as it swelled inside his omega, his balls pulling tight.
“Mine,” Chase growled, Kieran’s come leaking of him. He pinned his omega and began a ruthless rhythm, massaging Kieran exactly the way he loved it. Kieran’s eyes rolled back. And Chase buried himself deep, his balls squirming as he came hard, filling his omega with his marking. “Mine. All mine.”
They panted together after that, Chase rolling Kieran onto himself so he wouldn’t accidentally crush his omega somehow. Especially now that Kieran was pregnant with twins.
Gods, twins.
“Did I go too hard?” he asked worriedly.
Kieran huffed. “You heard Rutherford. He said it’s fine unless I’m in the third trimester.”
Chase winced. “Sounds like you might suffer more this time. Tell me if you need more foot rubs.”
Kieran grinned. “Yeah. I will.” He leaned into Chase for a while, until his phone began to buzz across the room. “Damn it.”
“We could shuffle there together.” Chase laughed.
“That’s like a walk of shame.”
“Nah. It’s a walk where my knot rubs you all over inside.” Chase got them awkwardly off the bed, his knot tugging inside Kieran. They did a crab walk to where Kieran’s pants were in a pile on the floor, struggling to bend sideways so one of their arms could reach the phone.
They couldn’t do it. All the movements did was tug inside Kieran’s body, so pleasure jolted through them both.
“We’re kicking it over to the bed,” Chase decided. “Then we’ll lie down and reach for it with our arms.”
At least that method worked.
Kieran unlocked his phone, turning it so they could both see the messages.
Quentin: So?? Kieran?? How did the doctor visit go?
Kieran: Swimmingly
Quentin: Like sperm, huh?
Kieran: lol
Kieran: Apparently we had more swimmers than expected
Nico: 😮 Do you mean what I think you mean?
Kieran: I’m pregnant with an alien. It has two heads
Quentin: …..
Quentin: You mean, twins.
Nico: Omg! Congrats!
Micah: Congrats!
Finnegan: do you need more baby clothes? I mean, we’ve been passing them around, but it sounds like you need extra
Perry: Maybe I should invent a baby bottle holster… Congrats, by the way!
Kieran: Thanks. I told Chase I’m going to be mad at him for a while lol. Five kids. Fuck.
Quentin: You have been fucking like rabbits, it’s not a huge surprise
Kieran: So have YOU
Quentin: So maybe Hunter and I might be reserving some infant clothes in the near future
Finnegan: Wait, you’re pregnant? And you didn’t tell me?
Quentin: Possibly? (eyes emoji) I’m not holding my breath or anything
Nico: Omg
Kieran: Fingers crossed, Q
Perry: I’m crossing my toes too!
Micah: Same here, XXX
Quentin: Thanks, you guys 🙂
Quentin: Anyway, you can carry on with Kieran’s good news
Kieran: We don’t have to talk about them
Quentin: I think I’ll be fine. We have Xav now, so another will just be a bonus.
Kieran: Nah, there’ll be plenty of time for baby talk in the future. We’ll chat about something else.
Nico: Like?
Kieran: Chase and I were talking about slick-transfer tubes
“Oh gods, you’re really telling them.” Chase grinned.
Kieran shrugged. “You have no shame. I didn’t think you’d mind.”
Chase hugged him. “Nope. I want to see how they react. Keep going.”
Quentin: ….? You’ll have to explain that
Kieran: So I fucked Chase earlier. He has no slick, and we had close to no lube, so I used my slick. We were thinking a funnel would’ve been handy though.
Perry: Omg
Quentin: … You… fucked your alpha. I… can’t say I’m surprised, actually
Micah: I’ve tried it before, so I’m not as surprised. Kai and Spike were the instigators, though
Nico: I’m surprised!
Finnegan: I am too, but on further consideration, not really
Perry: Is this where I come in?
Kieran: We could use a funnel…
Kieran turned to Chase. “I don’t know. You wanna do it again?”
Chase shrugged. “It was good. I wouldn’t say no to a second time, but I’m not losing sleep if we don’t, either. You were pretty fucking hot as a top, though. Now I understand why the omegas loved having you in bed.”
Kieran rolled his eyes.
Quentin: … I’m not sure if I’m horrified at the mental image. A FUNNEL.
Kieran: It was either that, or a straw
Quentin: (covering eyes emoji)
Quentin: Just make them a… a tube, Finn
Kieran: It’s not like we’re raring to go again. I still prefer being on the receiving end
Finnegan: You could just buy some lube, too
Kieran: Actually, yeah. That’s a lot more versatile to have around. We should have thought of that before mentioning the slick tube. Lol.
Chase nudged him. “You totally wanted to fuck with their minds.”
Kieran grinned. “Maybe.”
Quentin: Maybe you guys should’ve taken a video and accidentally shared it, lol
Kieran: I’m definitely learning from your mistake on that one. No thanks. 😛
Quentin: Figures
“I wouldn’t mind,” Chase said.
Kieran chuckled. “Like I said, shameless.”
“Hey, it was hot. I loved seeing that side of you.” Chase pressed kisses all over Kieran’s face. “Maybe we should actually make a video the next time you fuck me. Your friends probably haven’t seen anything like that before.”
“Probably not.” Kieran seemed contemplative. “I guess I could be convinced.”
“Leave that to me.” Chase winked.
“Sure. Anyway, I’m craving fish sticks,” Kieran said, glancing at the bedroom door. “We have some in the freezer. Wanna go start on them now?”
“I’m game if you are. Remember the time my dads walked in while we were knotted and cooking dinner? Gods, that was awkward.”
“I guess you have a little bit of shame.”
Chase grinned. “Just a little. C’mon, the fish sticks are calling your name.”
Chapter 3: Family Time
“Look, Daddy! I drew a zebra horse fish!” Liam shoved his sheet of paper across the dinner table.
Kieran leaned over, grinning at the dark pencil lines. “When you said ‘zebra horse fish’, I thought you meant a seahorse with zebra stripes.”
“Nope! It’s a horse with zebra stripes, and a fish butt!”
Chase set his spatula down in the frying pan of chicken alfredo, coming over to look. He gave a low whistle. “You know what, that could go on Daddy’s leg. I like it.”
Kieran laughed. It was a unique drawing. “I do have space on my leg.”
“It’s going to have to be a small one, if you decide to have it tattooed,” Chase said, rubbing Kieran’s belly. “Gotta save some space for any future siblings.”
Over the years, Kieran had gotten a few more tattoos on his body. There were the sprawling vines from Chase on his arm, and a stick figure drawing of their family that Liam had done when he was five. That family drawing was on Kieran’s chest, right over his heart. It needed to be updated, though.
Then there was the rainbow that Jem had drawn when she was four, on Kieran’s bicep, and a squiggly jellyfish from Liz, on Kieran’s leg.
“I wanna draw animal too!” Jem said. “A pisky fish!”
Kieran laughed. “What’s a pisky fish?”
Jem wriggled her fingers on either side of her face. “Pisky whiskys!”
“You mean, whiskers.” Chase grinned and ruffled her hair. “If all of you are drawing fish, then maybe Daddy can have a full aquarium tattoo on his leg. Remember when we visited the aquarium?”
“Yes!” Liam said, perking up. “I wanna go back!”
“We will, at some point.” Chase leaned in to rub Kieran’s belly again. “Oh, someone kicked.”
“A baby kick!” The kids all perked up. Then they gathered around, pressing their hands against Kieran’s belly.
“Shh,” Kieran said. “You want to be patient and wait for a kick.”
Chase pressed his cheek against Kieran’s head, and they waited with the kids in complete silence. Then someone kicked, and Jem gasped loudly. “I felt a kick!”
“I feel! I feel!” Liz frowned and pushed her tiny hands further up, trying to catch a kick, too. So Kieran caught her hand, placing it over where Jem’s had been.
There came another kick. Liz’s eyes grew wide. “Baby inside?”
“Yup, two babies inside,” Kieran said, his heart full. “You’re going to be an older sis, Liz. Two little babies to watch over.”
Liz brightened and rubbed Kieran’s belly. “Hello, baby.”
“I’m gonna watch over everyone,” Liam said, puffing out his chest.
Chase laughed, low and fond, the sound sending flutters through Kieran’s body. “Damn, I think our kids are great.”
“You’re doing a great job with them,” Kieran said.
“You are doing a great job with them, too.” Chase dropped kisses all over Kieran’s cheek, his gaze so warm that Kieran’s heart sang. “You’ve been carrying all our babies, sweetie. I couldn’t do this without you.”
That made Kieran all fluttery inside. He moved Liam’s hand so he had a better chance of catching a kick, savoring the feeling of his body harboring those tiny lives. That made him feel like an omega, and it made him feel so good about himself.
Chase had been milking Kieran whenever he could, too, to help Kieran increase his milk production in preparation for the twins. They’d been stashing milk in the freezer lately while Chase’s body got used to lactating again; Kieran loved that they had some milk to fall back on, in case they needed more than they expected.
Even the simple fact that his body could produce milk—that made him feel like an omega, too.
These days, Kieran was at peace with himself. Sure, he had scars, and sure, he didn’t look like everyone else. But he had the best family and friends he could ask for.
“You’re the most gorgeous omega in the world,” Chase whispered in Kieran’s ear. “I’m so glad I married you.”
Kieran grinned and turned, pressing a kiss to Chase’s lips. “Are you coming up with the aquarium background? So it can go on my leg, and the kids can fill it up with fish.”
“That’s a great idea, actually. I’ll start on it after dinner.” Chase began to turn, before pausing. “Wait.” He leaned closer to murmur in Kieran’s ear. “How deep is the aquarium? Is it going all the way to the top of your thigh? ‘Cuz I want to put a little stick figure of me right next to your alpha ball. With a kissy face. So I’m kissing it whenever your leg touches your balls.”
Kieran snorted. Of course Chase had to come up with a crazy idea like that. Of course. “Yeah, why not. This is all yours anyway.”
“Then it’s decided.” Chase said, giving Kieran a quick, tight hug before returning to the stove. “You’re going to have the best aquarium tattoo on your leg.”
It wouldn’t be the most artistic, or the most professional, but it would be a collection of all the love from his family, all on his body.
Kieran grinned and ruffled Liam’s hair. “Sure. I’m looking forward to it.”
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