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Chapter Thirteen

Christian

“Is everything alright in there?”

“Yes! No! I do not know! Shit!”

“Do you want me to come in and help?”

“No! That I know for certain! I need to do this myself.”

I stare at the closed door for a long time before finally sighing. “If you need me, just call.”

The scrap of something being tugged across the room sounds through the door but instead of asking again, I walk away. Picking up Maribel, I pack up a few spare diapers and some clean clothes and head across the street.

“Hey, what’s up?” Miles asks as he opens the door, looking between me and Maribel.

“Is there any way I can cash in a favor?”

Miles raises his brow. “Is everything okay?”

“Ghenie is stressed out. I can hear him rearranging shit inside our bedroom but he won’t let me help. Plus, he’s been having awful back pain the last few days. Can you watch Maribel for a few hours while I try to get Ghenie more settled?”

“I would love to watch my goddaughter,” Miles says right away, holding out his hands for her. I pass her over, letting out a sigh of relief. “I think I should warn you. Layperry men nest right before they’re ready to give birth so don’t be surprised if that’s what’s happening right now.”

I blink slowly at my best friend. “Well fuck.”

Miles snorts. “Yeah. He’s probably feeling the drive because he’s almost ready for your baby to be born.”

“Fuck,” I say again, running my fingers through my hair. “That makes sense but Jesus, for some reason I thought there would be more time!”

“It sneaks up on you,” Miles says with a laugh. “Remember how it went with Timalah and me?”

“It’s different when it’s happening to you!”

“You’re right. Go on,” he says, giving me a little push. “Go be with your mate.”

“Thanks, Miles. I owe you one.”

“You owe me a ton, but that’s okay, what else are best friends for?”

After making sure Miles has everything, I head back over to my house, my heart jumping up into my throat. My plan was to give Ghenie a back massage that could possibly lead to other stress relievers but now I’m rethinking my strategy.

Is it baby time? Should I be preparing too? Does he need anything specific from me?

Jesus, I suddenly feel completely unprepared.

“Christian? Christian, where are you?”

My pace quickens as I run through the house to our bedroom. “Hey, I’m here. Are you okay?”

“I’m fine! I came out here and found you gone! Where were you?”

“I was dropping Maribel off with Miles for a bit to give us some alone time.”

Ghenie finally opens the door, letting me inside the bedroom.

Our bed has been moved from the middle of the room to the very corner.

It’s tucked against the wall so that he can sit in the very corner with a wall against each of his shoulders.

It’s completely covered in blankets and old clothes to make a nest. Fuck, Miles was right.

“Are you well?”

Ghenie nods. “Well enough. What do you have planned for this alone time?”

I look over his features, making sure he’s being honest with me. He seems okay. More than okay, he seems great. He’s got a small smile on his face, his eyes are bright.

“I was going to give you a back massage since you’ve been having lower back pains.”

Ghenie sighs. “That would be lovely.”

Because of his stomach, Ghenie can’t just lie face down on the mattress.

Instead, I guide him to stand, leaning with his chest resting against the side of the bed.

I stand behind him, letting my fingers tuck his shirt up so I can get my fingers on his bare skin.

I start to massage him earnestly, wanting to ease the tension and pain.

I dig in my thumbs at the dimples of his back, smiling as I’m rewarded with a deep, long groan of pleasure.

“Oh,” Ghenie breathes out. “Just like that, pruist .”

“Keep talking like that and this massage will be ending in a very different way than I intended,” I say with a chuckle. “I’m kidding. I’m glad it feels good.”

“I am not opposed to that,” Ghenie says, looking over his shoulder at me. “It would bring me great joy to make this nest smell like you.”

I raise my brow, letting my hands skim over Ghenie’s sides and up to his shoulders. I continue the massage. “I think that could be arranged if you ask nicely enough.”

“Don’t be an ass.”

I can’t help but laugh. I’m really rubbing off on Ghenie. He’s picked up some of my slang and I find myself softer because of the time we’ve spent together.

I reach down and pinch his ass. “Your ass is perfect so really, if I’m an ass that’s a compliment.”

“I do not think that’s how this works,” Ghenie says, shaking his hips. Then he pushes back until his ass is rubbing against my groin. “Oh, hello there. What is the phrase? Oh, umm right. Is that a pipe in your pocket or are you happy to see me?”

I fall against Ghenie’s back, burying my face against his shoulders laughing. “Oh my god, Ghenie.”

Ghenie’s tail slaps my ass before wrapping around my waist. It worms its way under my shirt and it tickles, a shiver running down my spine at the feeling.

“Do you really wanna dirty up your nest? Right now, I’ll do anything to help you feel good.”

“Anything?”

“Of course,” I say. “I am yours.”

Ghenie pushes his hips back, making some space for himself so he can turn around. He sits on the edge of the bed, pulling me between his thighs.

“You are mine,” he says softly, his voice dripping with wonder. “It is still so hard to wrap my head around.”

I cup his face, leaning down to kiss his lips. Then I cup his belly. “This is proof. I’m not going anywhere. You, me, and the kids. This is my life and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.”

“Oh, Christian,” Ghenie says, his voice cracks and his eyes water.

“Here, let’s get ourselves comfortable.” I reach down and pull Ghenie’s shirt over his head. Then I take a step back and get myself out of my clothes. Ghenie stands, kicking off his pants and underwear. “How are you feeling? Tired at all?”

Ghenie’s eyes look me up and down, pausing on my cock. He starts to grin. “I am feeling very well. Up for anything.”

I reverse our positions so I’m leaning against the bed.

I give him one kiss before leaning my elbows against the bed, my chest down and my ass up.

I feel my entire body heating as Ghenie makes a rumble of approval.

Normally, I’m the one who tops when we have sex but today I want to try something different.

I want to lay not only my heart out for him, but also my ass.

Tentative hands grab my hips, running over my skin. Ghenie’s nails run down my ass cheeks and I moan against my permission. I hear him get on his knees behind me and I hold my breath as he parts my cheeks.

“Ghenie,” I gasp out, feeling more exposed than ever before. “Do something! Quit staring at my hole!”

“But it is a lovely hole, Christian.”

“Ghenie, I swear to god I’ll--” my words are cut off by a gasp as Ghenie runs his tongue over my hole.

His tongue is hot and wet, swirling around my hole before dipping into the tight bud.

I cry out, my fingers digging into the sheets below me.

I feel so vulnerable in this position but that’s okay.

Ghenie is worth being vulnerable for. I focus on the feeling of his mouth on my ass, opening me up, making my hole wet and soft.

His tongue is longer than mine, able to reach inside of me further than I thought possible. It’s so fucking good.

“Jesus Christ,” I cry out, tilting my hips back and riding against Ghenie’s face. “Fuck, Ghenie. Yes!”

A moment later, I feel something press into my hole and I realize it’s Ghenie’s tail. He fucks me open as his mouth moves lower, taking my balls into his mouth. I’ve never felt anything like this before and my orgasm comes rushing towards me faster than I thought possible.

“Ghenie. You have to stop. Fuck, I’m gonna come.”

“Is that not the point?” Ghenie asks, biting my ass cheek hard enough I’ll feel it when I sit down. My cock jolts where it’s pressed against the bed.

“I want to come but not until you’re inside me.”

“I am inside you, Christian,” he says, his tail wiggling where it’s pressed against my prostate. I make a wounded noise, gritting my teeth together and doing my best not to blow my load.

“I want your cock,” I say. “Get your cock inside me, Ghenie. Now!”

Ghenie’s tail pulls away from my ass and I sigh, my body losing some of its tension. When I’m sure I won’t immediately come, I move so that I’m kneeling on the bed, my ass hanging off the edge. One of the perks of having such a tall partner is the bed gives us the perfect height for fucking.

“You are stunning,” Ghenie says, running his hands over my ass again. I hear some wet noises coming from behind me before fingers are pressing into my hole, making sure my ass is slick and ready.

“Less talking and more fucking.”

Ghenie chuckles as he gets into position behind me. His cock is so much bigger than mine which is why Ghenie usually bottoms. Plus, his ass is self slicking which makes for easy access. It’s just easier all around!

The tip of his cock breaches my ass and I suck in a sharp breath, doing my best not to tense up. Jesus fucking Christ. He’s so big, splitting me open. His cock has bumps on it that rub against my hole, massaging the inside walls of my ass. They hurt so good.

“You take me so well,” Ghenie breathes, his hands sweeping along my sweaty back. “I am honored to call you mine.”

Ghenie pushes deeper and deeper and deeper until somehow I’ve taken his entire cock. I swear I can feel him all the way up in my stomach. I’m stretched beyond what I should be able to handle and yet, I feel like I can’t get enough.

“Ghenie,” I breathe out before burying my face against the sheets. All the breath is stolen from my lungs as he starts to pull back, those same bumps rubbing against my hole again. My toes curl and my lungs seem to seize up.

“That’s it. Take me. Take all of me.”