Page 28 of A Baby for the Beast (Beastverse #3)

Lucas

L et her breathe. Remus growls. He's pissed that I asked Hayley to call her daughter ours again and have yet to give her any space to say the words. I want to hear it. Let her say it, or you can bite her another night.

You promised to let me have this.

Remus hasn't yet had his fill of our little mate, but he's been satiated enough that he finally asked me if I wanted to put my bite into her neck. It was never a question of if he would let me, but when.

After I gave him an earful for making us late to Henry and Sarah's intimate wedding, where we were one of two best men and held up the entire process, Remus decided to pacify my irritation by saying he'd let me bite Hayley tonight if I stopped bitching to him while he was still balls deep.

That was before. Now, let her speak, or you can wait until I'm bored of your whining another time to get a chance to bite her.

And because I don't know if Remus is being honest about taking over the body and stealing this moment from me, I reluctantly allow Hayley a moment to catch her breath.

It's just as well because I need to get her stripped down so I can fuck her.

Who knows when the next time Remus will let me be in control?

Never. This is your one chance.

That's not going to work for–

All thoughts about arguing with Remus disappear as Hayley tugs the chunky straps of her dress down her arms.

She's in one of the cotton bras we may have bought her after reading about how comfortable they were for pregnant and nursing omegas while we were doing way too much research into everything she might possibly need at our house.

Hayley laughed when she found them amongst the other gifts we got her to make her more comfortable here.

She tried to give us a hard time for getting her something practical instead of sexy, but we just smirked at her, knowing full well we just wanted to take care of her.

Well, that and the sexy things were one drawer down, and she found them about five seconds later.

"So sexy," I groan because it's true.

She's my omega, wearing things I got her, all while she's about to tell me that she wants me to be the father of the little girl she's working hard to create. Sure, I won't be Tessie's biological father, but I'll be it in every other way I can.

"Just you wait until I don't get winded putting on panties, and then I'll really look sexy," Hayley says.

Her hands move up to the front clasp between her breasts.

They get plumped up for a second before the cups separate, opening like the gates to Heaven.

I don't even hesitate to lift my hands to replace the material as soon as she's bare to me.

I've felt Remus grope her and palm them and tweak her nipples and make her cry out in pleasure, but it's an entirely different thing to be the one in control.

To know it's me making her heart race and her breath quicken.

"You're supposed to be saying something to me, omega," I tell her.

I pinch her nipples before leaning down until I can greedily suck one into my mouth.

She gasps at the sensations, and my purr rumbles out of me.

I've run out of my ability to care about what it sounds like.

The fact that it hasn't gotten any better is just the universe telling Remus and me that our purr sucks.

"Can't think when you're–" her argument is turned into a desperate little whine as I scrape my teeth against her sensitive peak.

I swear I will take over this body right this second if you don't let the woman speak!

I pop off Hayley's nipple, missing the feel of her in my mouth almost instantly, but Remus isn't playing.

He'll revoke my access if he wants. I could try to fight him, but it'll end with us growling at one another a whole bunch before he inevitably wins.

I doubt it's something Hayley will think is sexy, so it's better to believe him and do as he asks if I want any chance of sinking into our mate.

"Hayley, please concentrate, or Remus is going to make me watch him knot you again."

The sweet sound of her laughter has us smiling, so I stand back up to my full height, gripping her chin and tilting her head until she's looking up at me.

"I want to start a family with you," Hayley says. One hand goes to her abdomen, the other to our chest. "I want to raise this little girl with you. I want to have sleepless nights with you. I want to watch her grow, and I want to cry about it with you."

" You mean us, right? " Remus is up and in control of our body, asking one second, and the next, he's retreating back into our mind, leaving me to wait for Hayley's answer.

She doesn't hesitate, but she does look a little exasperated when she answers. "Of course, I mean both of you. In what world would I only mean one of you?"

Remus doesn't come back out to answer her, mostly because he doesn't have a good response other than his own insecurities biting at his ankles. For so long, he's been good at one thing and one thing only.

I'm better at more than one thing. Remus growls dramatically in our head. I'll be better at more than one thing. I'll learn. Now, take care of our omega's needs before I have to do that for you.

"Thank you," I tell Hayley, dipping my head low so I can brush my lips against hers.

That's about where the sweetness ends because Remus is close to taking over just because he wants to be buried with our knot being strangled in Hayley's pussy. It's taking a lot of his restraint and self-control to let me have this.

"I'll buy you a new dress," I say against her lips.

My words register in her mind right as I grab both sides of the material and tear it straight down the middle. Hayley's eyes are comically wide at the brutality I'm showing her outfit, but she perfumes like a horny little thing while I do it.

"What part of this do you like?" I ask, kneeling to finish ripping the dress all the way down, leaving her in a pair of comfortable-looking panties.

Those will be gone soon enough, but for now, I like looking at where her slick is, making the white material damp and somewhat translucent.

"Do you like it when I'm rough with you or just knowing how strong I am? "

"Yes," Hayley answers, lifting one of her feet and pressing it against my chest.

The move is, I'm sure, meant to be graceful and sexy, but her balance has seen better days.

Not days since I've known her, since she's been clumsy the whole time.

I'm sure that's mostly due to the baby, throwing off her center of gravity.

She wobbles when she presses her foot against me.

I'm not about to see her ever come to any harm, so I place my hands on her hips, keeping her upright even if it ruins some of the allure of whatever it is she's going for right now.

I don't mind. She's spreading her legs, and her scent is washing over me like she can't stop perfuming.

"In my head, I was going to push you back and then ride you," Hayley says, her voice filled with amusement as she giggles through the words.

Her cheeks are bright pink in embarrassment at her plan not going the way she wanted at all, but she's confident enough to know there aren't a lot of things she can do right now that won't end with her getting whatever she wants.

"You can ride me," I tell her, smiling up at her as she awkwardly pulls her foot away from my chest and settles it on the ground. Even now that she's on two feet, I keep a firm grip on her hips as I stand back up. "But we're doing it in the nest."

Hayley rolls her eyes at me, the teasing little omega she is coming out in full force.

I'm not as demanding as Remus is. There's one way to fuck for a beast, at least one as determined to be the dominant in all senses.

So, if Hayley wants to get on top, wants some sweet and caring missionary, wants shower sex where she's not bent in half and getting pounded like her life depends on it, she'll need me.

Only if she asks. Remus grumbles, but he knows damn well how true it is. He wants her on her hands and knees or bent in half, submitting to him. Even better if he can pin her down.

Once she isn't pregnant, he's going to be more demanding, and based on how Hayley enjoys crying out for more, harder, faster from him, she'll enjoy it when he doesn't think he'll break her or somehow hurt the baby.

"One day, I'm going to get one of you to fuck me anywhere but the nest," Hayley huffs as she shoos my hands off her hips and tries to give me sass by swinging her hips dramatically before lifting one leg onto the bed, then the other.

When she's in the center of the nest, she wiggles her panty-covered backside at me like she wants to be dominated.

"Wrong mate, you're trying to entice," I growl at her.

Remus feigns disinterest even though I can feel him itching to take our omega up on her offering.

"Well," Hayley says as she rises on her knees and slides her panties down her thighs. "You're still not in here giving me what I need. Maybe Remus should come out."

"Omega," I bark out the title in a way that has Hayley whining, her thighs pressing together to ease some of the aching inside her, and then she presses back down on her forearms, lifting her ass higher and wiggling it again as an act of submission.

I growl. There's no stopping it. I love it when Hayley teases us, but right now, it's making it extremely difficult for Remus to allow me to be the one to be with her tonight.

"Do you need me to be stern with you?" I ask, walking up behind her, but not getting into the nest.

I lower my growl but don't silence it. If she needs to be made to submit, I'll do it for her. Hell, I love being able to do this for her, especially when her slick grows, seeping down her thighs and making her glisten with need.

"I'm sorry, alpha," Hayley whimpers, the sound more desperation than fear.