Page 144 of No Omega Needed

She scoots over, placing her head on my shoulder. My hand flies up, caressing the soft skin of her cheek. Love pushes up, staring down at me with a frown on her face.

"You are avoiding me?" she hisses. "What the fuck?"

"Not like that, Baby Love," I say, sighing. "I love you more than goddamn anything."

"That's good because I really love you, too. Now cut the shit and tell me what's going on."

Love grumbles, rubbing at her tit. "That's so annoying. Eventually, these things better figure out when they're not needed, or Bellamy is going to have to drink formula."

I chuckle, shaking my head.

"It's not like you think," I say, hedging my words.

"Then what the hell is it like?" Love asks, jamming a finger into my chest. "You said you didn't care—"

My hand flies up, clamping over her mouth.

"Don't even say it out loud," I growl. "You think I give a shit if Bellamy isn't biologically mine? I could not care less. I assure you of that. She'soursno matter what." I sigh, blowing out a heavy breath. "I'm aching to fucking bite you. It feels dangerous to be this close because I'm feral as fuck, trying to fight my instincts. It's killing me to let the guys around you two. Even Kitten… You feel me?"

I finally release my hand, and Love blinks owlishly.

"I'm sorry," she whispers. "Shit, I'm sorry I even thought it."

"Nah, I know," I say, smirking. "I've always had an obsession with coming down your throat. Next time, I'm permanently calling your pussy when it's time for another kid."

Love snorts, shaking her head.

"I'd give my life to keep the two of you safe," I whisper, pulling her mouth to mine.

"I know," she says.

I blow out a heavy breath. "It's fucked-up, but I'll admit I've been treating Dexter like shit for months now because I knew she was going to be his. You two created a life."

"You feel left out?" Love asks, studying my face.

"Not like that," I say, frowning. "It's hard to explain. You've always had a soft spot for Dex, even before y'all ever fucked."

Love nods. "I have, but how I feel about him doesn't change how much I love you. Dexter needs both of us, Izzy. He's been spiraling without us."

"No, I know," I agree. "I feel real shitty about that, too. I probably could have saved you both a lot of pain if I wasn't being a selfish dick."

"We all made mistakes," Love whispers. "But I love the shit out of you, no matter what. You want another kid? Well, give me like a year and I'll consider it."

I smirk, shaking my head. "It's really not like that. Now that she's here, honest to God, I wouldn't change a thing. She's exactly who she's supposed to be. I guess I had my own insecurities rearing up."

"We all do," Love whispers. She shoves me down, kissing the hell out of me. Her mouth trails down my throat and over my chest, and I groan.

"You do not have to do that," I growl as she slides my sweats down.

"Yeah, I know," she says, smirking. "I just really want to."

The way her hot mouth wraps around my cock has me stifling a curse behind my fist. I absolutely do not want to wake the kid up. That would be a shame, and really shitty timing.

Love grins around my cock as she works me off. My tattooed fingers tenderly caress her cheek. It doesn't take long before I'm growling and swelling.

Love's head pops up, and I come all over my stomach as she works me off.

Yeah, I'm going to sink my teeth into her real fucking soon.