Page 32 of Something Real with the Sea Monster (Kraken Cove #3)

THIRTY TWO

Jack

I finally find a park and squeeze Luke’s truck into the narrow spot between two SUVs. I do a final check that I’ve secured the baby seat to the backseat. Not that I have any idea what I’m doing, but I read the manual twice and watched three YouTube videos so that’s as good as I’m gonna get it.

I grab the bag from the trunk and check my phone. There’s still nothing from Tegan, even though Mia was due to be induced hours ago. Maybe there’s been a delay.

I quickly shoot off a text, knowing Mia didn’t want the whole family in the room while she’s giving birth.

Thirty minutes later, I’m sitting on the back of the Hilux starting to wish I brought a jacket. The wind is getting cold now that Autumn has set in. My phone buzzes.

Tegan: Still no contractions. They told her to rest for a few hours and they’ll reassess. Where r u?

Jack: Out the front in the carpark.

Tegan: k I’m coming out

A few minutes later I spot Tegan at the front entrance to the hospital, shading her eyes and scanning the carpark. I give her a wave until she spots me, then climb out of the back of the truck and go to meet her.

“Hey, how is she?”

Tegan shrugs. “Nervous. I can’t blame her. I’d be shitting myself. I’m dying for a coffee. Want to come with me?”

We sit in limbo in the little hospital café until the sun starts to set and they close up around us, stacking chairs on tables and mopping the floor. Eventually we pick up our stuff and we’re just about to head back to the maternity ward when Tegan gets a phone call.

It’s Luke, so she puts it on speaker. “Hey, Teegs, they want to do a c-section, but Mia refused to go until you’re here. Said something about huge needles and telling the doctor to fuck off and that you were the right lady for the job.”

Tegan laughs. “I’m on it.” She hands her second coffee to me.

“See you soon.” She kisses my cheek, and I find an unused waiting area and pull out my phone, looking at nothing in particular as my mind wanders.

Is this what it would be like if Tegan and I ever had kids?

I can’t imagine how Luke is so calm. I’d be out of my mind with worry if it were Tegan who had spent weeks in hospital.

Just the waiting and not knowing is killing me. I call Mom and Dad to provide them with an update with no real information and then do the same for Noah and Olivia. I’m like tits on a bull here, but I’ll do my best to make myself useful.

I walk laps around the hospital, help an elderly lady find the lift, and help a new dad carry a pram up the steps outside. Finally, when I’m at my wits end, I get a call from Tegan.

“Hey, what happened? How is everyone?”

“Oh, Jack, she’s just the most beautiful thing, and Mia is so happy. Still a bit out of it, but really, really happy and you should see the smile on Luke’s face.”

“So they delivered the baby safely?”

“She’s perfect. She didn’t cry at first. She just kind of stared at everyone and then they let me hold her while they were finishing Mia’s stitches.”

“Wow. What are they going to call her?”

“Jessie.”

“Aw Jessie. And what does she look like?”

“Well she came out kraken, all tentacles and fins. The nurses were a bit shocked how she tried to cling to everyone, and Luke just held out his arm and she wrapped about five tentacles around him and that was it. Then they cleaned her up and I got to hold her. She did her first poop on me. What a lucky aunty!”

We both laugh. “Can I come up?”

“Mia says give her ten minutes to try to feed Jessie. She still hasn’t worked out the whole breastfeeding thing.”

When the nurses basically kick us out of the hospital, we climb into Tegan’s car for the drive back to Kraken Cove, regretfully leaving Luke, Mia, and baby Jessie to try to rest as much as they can.

When we make it home, though, we’re still wired and neither of us feels like sleeping. We brush our teeth and get into bed anyway. Then Tegan climbs into my lap, straddling my hips and pulling the blanket over us both so she can snuggle in. “Hey, Jack?” she whispers against my chest.

“Mmm?”

“This is going to sound weird, but I love the idea of having a baby.”

“Mmm. Me to. One day.”

There’s a pause. “It would be so hot if you got me pregnant tonight.”

She must feel the stiffness in my body as my brain whirrs over all the potential problems. She’s not ready to get engaged, but she wants to get pregnant? And I am old-fashioned because I always thought we’d be married before we had babies?

Tegan sits up a little. “Just fantasizing. I mean I’m on the pill, and I’m not going off it. I need to sort my shit out first before we even talk about that for real life, but…”

“But?”

“I mean it would be hot, though, right?” She gives me a cheeky grin, and even though my brain is still busy worrying, my cock sits up and takes notice of that grin.

I laugh. “You make it sound hot when you say it like that.”

“Don’t you love the thought of fucking me bare, with no condom?”

My cock twitches against her thigh. “Uh yeah.” Fuck, I really like that thought.

“Well, I went and got tested last week, and I got the results back the other day. I’m clean. And you’ve never been with anyone else…”

I run my hands down her waist and grab her ass, grinding her against me a little as I lift my hips. “Can you feel how excited that’s got me?”

“Mmm, I can. You know what I think?” She starts kissing my neck, and I have to struggle to make my brain function enough to make words so I can answer.

“What?”

“I think you’d like to fill me up with cum until I’m dripping.”

I lift my hips and rub myself against her through my underwear and her tiny pajama shorts. I could be in her already, I could probably do exactly what she’s asking, but I made myself a promise when we first got together that she always comes first and I am not about to break it already.

“I think you’d like to shoot your load so deep in me that it fills up my womb and breeds a baby in me.”

“Fuck.” I’m moving faster now, my belly tight with excitement. “Fuck. That’s so fucking hot. Say it again.”

Tegan sits back and pulls her pajama top over her head, tossing it aside. “I want you to breed me, Jack Wilson. I want you to fill up my womb.”

There’s something so wrong it’s right about those words being said just like that. Matter of factly.

I flip us so I can tug down her shorts and underwear. As soon as I push her legs apart and slide a hand up her thigh, I discover how wet she is. She wasn’t joking about the thought of me breeding her turning her on. She’s soaked!

I run my thumb over her delicate outer folds and stifle a groan. Her labia glisten with moisture, and as my touch skates closer to her center, she lifts her hips with a moan. “Oh my god, Jack. Stop fucking around.”

I laugh, deliberately avoiding her clit. “Don’t forget, I’m not very experienced. You might have to show me what to do.”

With a huff of frustration, she grabs my hand and brings it right to the spot she wants, and oh fuck is she wet. My fingers slide across damp flesh.

She groans as I rub a small exploratory circle, testing her reaction. As I press a little harder, she lifts her head and neck off the bed and clutches my hair, staring into my eyes. “Jack, I need it hard and fast tonight, OK? Don’t hold back. Don’t—”

She gasps as I rock my hips, bringing my bare cock to her entrance. The sensation is so intense with no condom, I have to close my eyes as I push forward, entering her on one more swift thrust.

When I open my eyes again, she’s clinging to me. Her legs wrap around my waist and tighten, holding me there. Her grip on my hair is vice like, tugging all the hairs at the base of my scalp, making me suck in a breath. “Oh my god, Jack. There you are.”

Then we both let out a shaky exhale and I begin to move in earnest. The ripple of her walls squeezes me, sends me higher with every movement. I plunge in and out, knowing it’s still not enough. Our flesh slaps together with a slick smacking sound that joins her moans to fill the room.

She still needs more. I see it in her wild, desperate expression. I feel it in the pinch of her nails in my back, the low keening sound that drags from her when I slow.

“Jack!”

“I know, beautiful. I’ve got you.” Leaning back, I lift her hips and place a pillow beneath. Then I use the new angle to plow into her deep and hard. Deliberate forceful thrusts that shake her whole body—shake the bed.

“Rub your clit for me, Tegan. Let me watch you play with it.”

With a moan she brings one hand to her pussy and makes frantic little swipes backward and forward. I increase my pace.

Her eyes roll back in her head. “Keep going. Oh fuck. Keep going just like that.”

“I’m not stopping,” I tell her. “Keep rubbing that clit.”

She nods. I think we’re both beyond words. I’m so deep in it I go into some kind of rhythmic trance, where all I can focus on is the thump, thump of my hips against hers, the throb, throb of my cock buried deep over and over in her gorgeous pussy.

Tegan is lost in it too. Eyes squeezed shut. Hand flying over her clit.

Then her eyes snap open and her mouth falls open on a long cry. “I’m nearly there. I’m going to come.”

“Keep going, gorgeous.”

“I want you to come with me. I want to feel you come inside me.”

My whole body gives an involuntary shudder. Pleasure spikes so intensely I nearly lose it.

I lower over her, bracing on both hands either side of her head. Now I have to lift my ass to pound into her just like before. To keep that rhythm going just like before.

“You want me to fill you up, Tegan? Want me to breed you?”

“Yes. God yes. Put a baby in me.”

I know it’s not real; I’m not stupid. But fucking hell, the knowledge that I’m fucking her bare, that her pussy is going to drip with me after we’re done?

That’s a pretty powerful thought.

Something overtakes me then.

I pull out, sliding two fingers inside her and curving until I feel her spongey inner wall. Then I work her pussy in fierce short thrusts until her belly convulses and she clutches my arm.

“Oh, fuck. Jack, fuck. I’m coming.”

“I know, gorgeous. Keep going.” I keep working her until her pussy clenches me so tight I’m almost forced from her channel and a squirt of liquid bursts from her, coating my arm, shifting me instantly.

Still, I keep going until she’s finally stopped coming on my hand.

With satisfaction, I withdraw slowly, rubbing little circles on her lower belly until she stops gasping and shuddering. “Want me to breed you?”

She nods.

“Then it’s going to be like this. And it’s going to be with every hole filled, isn’t it?”

“Oh fuck.” Her low curse gives away just how much my words excite her.

The next moment I rub the tip of one tentacle through the wetness of her pussy and press it at her asshole, watching her for a sign to proceed.

“Here?” I ask her.

She nods. “Yes.”

I press a little harder and groan as I slip inside that tight little hole. Then I bring my cock back to her pussy and slip in, noting the new fullness, the press of my tentacle against my cock through the walls of her pussy.

Finally I start to move, sliding another tentacle up to tease at her lips until she opens for me. “Just like this, my perfect mate. Filled up completely.”

She opens her mouth for me to slip my tentacle inside. Then she moans as I increase the speed. I’m so close, but I want her to come one more time, so I slide a tentacle between us and apply a gentle suction to her clit.

Her pussy and ass contract around me.

I drop my forehead to hers. Then I let go and come just as she does, letting the rhythmic milking of her cunt and ass tip me over the edge, drain me dry, and fill her up with me.