Page 53 of Bully for Sale

“Me?”

“What kind of da do you want to be?”

Ezer swallowed hard and shrugged, avoiding the question for a moment by chewing several more bites of food. The truth was he hadn’t thought about it. He’d never planned to be a teenage father. Unable to delay longer, he gave the only true answer. “I don’t know. I want to be a good one. Just because this wasn’t my plan doesn’t mean I won’t care for my child.”

“Our child.”

Ezer ignored that. “I should get a book too, I guess.” God, was he really going to give birth to Ned Clearwater’s son? Was he having a baby with one of the boys who—

Ned interrupted his spiraling thoughts with a question. A very scary question. “So you also think it took, then? It’s not just me?”

Ezer’s heart thumped. “I don’t see why it wouldn’t. I’m fertile, and you had plenty of semen.” He let out a slow breath and tried not to panic. He touched his stomach. Were there even now cells multiplying and making a small human? He felt claustrophobic. There was no way to escape it, if so. Another thing to submit to, another experience to endure.

“Wow.” Ned looked down at his plate and picked apart the rest of his sandwich, looking a little green.

“‘Wow’?” Ezer’s pulse jumped.

“I don’t know. It’s a lot. Being a father and being your alpha. I thought I was ready, but what if I’m not?”

Ezer stared at him and started to laugh. “You’re saying this to the nineteen-year-old boy you probably just knocked up, the one who’s going to undergo massive hormone changes, body changes, and then excruciating pain during delivery. You realize that, right?”

“I know!” Ned exclaimed. “And I need to be there for you, and I will, but—” He glanced up at the ceiling, wincing. “What if I’m scared?”

“What ifyou’rescared? You’re the alpha. I’m the omega. You should care thatI’mscared!” God, he’d already figured out that Ned was a coward, but this was ridiculous. “Because I am. I’m terrified.”

Ned pushed his plate away. “Let me hold you.”

“No.”

“It’ll help.”

“It won’t.”

Ned reached for him, and Ezer found himself falling into his arms.

Fuck, it felt good, too. Ned smelled so right, so comforting. What the actual hell? His body was betraying him in every way. This boy had bullied him, or at the very least had allowed him to be bullied, and now—whether Ned had knowingly done it or not—had participated in the stripping away of Ezer’s autonomy. But the post-heat and probable pregnancy hormones coursing through his system meant none of that mattered. All Ezer wanted was to rub all over Ned until his alpha scent coated his skin again, and he could calm down. As if being near Ned was the only key to his peace of mind.

Holy shit. Ezer hated being an omega.

“We need to sort it all out,” Ned said, stroking his scruffy cheek against Ezer’s less scruffy one. “But don’t worry, we’ll be all right. I’ll take care of you, Ezer. No matter what. I promise, from now on, I’ll take care of you forever.”

Deep down, beneath his disgust and rage, Ezer was comforted by that assurance, and he hated that he was. Hehatedhow much he wanted Ned to be telling the truth.

Hell, he hatedNed.

And he needed him.

“Take your clothes off,” Ezer said firmly.

Ned didn’t need to be told twice. He released Ezer and stripped. He stood there in the light from the windows, his body muscled, with strong thighs and arms, a chiseled stomach, and all of him dusted with glistening hair.

Immediately, Ezer’s body responded to the sight of him. Slick released, and his nipples tingled as they brushed the softness of his hoodie. He shucked his own clothes and pressed his body against Ned’s. Their hard cocks rubbing together and smearing pre-cum all over both their bellies.

“Don’t touch me,” Ezer ordered when Ned gripped his ass cheeks and tugged him in tightly.

Ned seemed to struggle for a moment, but then he released Ezer and stood there while Ezer rubbed on him, soaking in his scent, getting it on his skin, and then taking hold of Ned’s cock to stripe his own stomach, hips, and ass with heavy streaks of pre-cum.

Ezer’s heart pounded, and his asshole released gushes of slick, but he stayed strong. After he was certain he was scented all over, he pulled away, and collapsed to the bed. “That’s all,” he said as Ned moved to approach. “No more than that.”