Page 20 of The Bear, the Eagle, and their Wombat Omega (Omegas of Animals: SD #14)

Arkyn

As I got out of the car, I took a deep breath and gazed up at the friendly face of Bruno’s two-story cabin.

The tall pines that surrounded the property whispered together.

All happy, friendly, welcoming. The only other sounds were of birds and insects.

We were far enough off the highway you couldn’t hear the cars.

Our closest neighbor was a few acres away. We had privacy. We had perfection.

Do we get to shift later?

My eagle loved Bruno’s place too. He always wanted out so he could fly to the tops of the big pines and look out over the valley.

“I’ll try to make sure,” I said aloud.

The small U-Haul attached to Bruno’s truck was full of Steve’s stuff. I already had a lot of things moved in over the past week. Plus, spending some nights with Bruno meant I had gone from a suitcase to my own dresser drawers pretty fast. I’d already given my landlord notice I’d be moving out.

Before yet one more trip to San Diego to help Steve pack, Bruno and I had worked together to make room for him in the cabin.

Steve had insisted he didn’t want Bruno to have to get rid of anything.

All he wanted was his couch that he loved, clothes, and knickknacks.

And of course, a place for a nest. He’d already started gathering materials for it, like pillows and stuffed toys.

But Bruno and I insisted we wanted our omega to have his own space.

Bruno’s place had four bedrooms. The primary bedroom was one. He used another for an office. The other two were a guest room and storage. There was also a bonus room downstairs with gym equipment. It was quite roomy.

We cleaned out the guest room and decided we’d make it a den. Steve’s couch would go nicely in there. He could hang out in the den whenever he might want time to himself, and watch TV or play video games. But the biggest reason for that room was he would also have privacy for his nest.

We then cleaned out the storage room. It now stood empty, waiting for us to create a nursery.

“I appreciate the nursery, but what about guests? You shouldn’t give up your guest room for me, too. I can nest in the nursery and give birth there.” Steve had a worried look in his eyes.

“I never have guests,” Bruno replied. “Until you two. And you should have your nest in a place that’s all yours. We want the den to feel like your private place.”

When Steve exited the car, I went to him and hugged him, his pregnancy bump pressing against my abdomen. The midwife had told us there were three babies in there. It was a lot to process.

“Thank you both so much.” He turned and hugged Bruno.

When he let go, Bruno shrugged and said, “We love you.”

Steve butted his head against Bruno’s chest. “I love you, too. Both of you. More than I can say.”

He didn’t need to say it. We felt all that golden warmth and arousing excitement through our bond.

I stepped forward. “Go ahead and sit on the porch, Steve. Boss and I will have your things moved in in no time at all.”

He crossed his arms, and there was a little foot stomp. “I should help.”

“No. Not in your condition,” I said. “Let us do this. That’s what alphas are for, right?”

“Right,” Bruno confirmed.

Steve let out a long sigh. “Yeah. You are good for that sort of thing.” He started to turn—then looked back, waving at us. “That. And knotting.”

We all burst out laughing. I couldn’t argue with those words.

Bruno was the stronger of the two of us, but together we got that U-Haul unloaded in less than an hour, and everything was where it was supposed to go.

While Bruno took the U-Haul trailer back to the dealer, I helped Steve unpack his boxes of clothes. We’d made room in the big closet on shelves, plus hanger space. He also had his own small dresser that fit nicely in one of the closet corners.

“This place smells so good,” Steve said. “Like fresh-cut wood. Like the forest.”

“I love it here.”

“So will the babies. It’s the perfect place to raise them.” He bowed his head. “I’ll miss San Diego just a bit, but we can visit.”

“Of course, we can.”

In the den, the couch was positioned wrong, so we worked together to move it where he wanted it then set about unpacking his nesting materials.

Each stuffed toy I pulled out of the box was cuter than the last. There was a bear, of course, and an eagle.

Plus, dragons, unicorns, dogs, and cats.

But no wombat. That might be a hard toy to find.

But, if one existed in the world, we would be the ones to buy it.

Or find someone who knew how to make one.

“Where do you think you’d feel most comfortable for your nest?” I asked.

He stood with his hands on his hips, glancing around. “Maybe by the window. What do you think?”

“I like it. But it should be where you feel most comfortable and safe.”

He pressed down on a smile. “In yours and Bruno’s arms.”

I chuckled. “Maybe we could just lie down here on the floor, and you can build your nest around us. Then you can crawl in on top of us until you give birth.”

“That’s what I want.” He scratched at his head, grinning. “But not practical.”

“You know we’d try anything you wanted.”

Steve bumped my arm with his elbow. “I know.”

We got the pillows somewhat situated under the window. Steve would work on the nest a lot more in the coming days.

Soon after that, Bruno came home carrying a giant pizza. We were all pretty hungry by then and sat for our first meal together in our home.

My body buzzed with excitement. This was the way it was going to be from now on.

Me, my mates, and our children. It was a done deal.

I had never dreamed it could be so good.

Now that I had all this, I realized I’d never wanted anything more in my life.

Love. The companionship of beautiful mates. And a family on the way.

My senses were on high. The pizza was the best pizza I’d ever had. The voices of my mates talking was like music. Every sensation had doubled.

After dinner, we all went outside, leaving our clothes on the porch, and shifted.

My eagle soared up into the trees, scouting his new territory.

The bear and the wombat ambled together a little way into the woods.

My eagle let out a long joyful screech. He dove off his perch and swooped over his mates, landing on the ground a few feet away from them.

We were all together now. Man and beast. As it should be.