going to be a hardship for me.”
“You just want to say it’s your fault again.”
“Yup.”
Adam laughed, then wrinkled his nose. “Ugh. Morning sickness.”
“Hey,” Matt said, reaching out and running a thumb over Adam’s cheek. “This is your decision.”
“No, it’s—”
Matt held up a finger. “Just wait. Yeah, we make it together to a point. But this is your body. So it’s ultimately your decision. If you don’t want to go through it again, I’d certainly never make you. And I’d be thrilled to have just the three of us as our family.”
Adam shook his head. “I want more. I can get through it. We know better what to do. Besides, you’ll hold my hair, put up with my bawling, and haul me out of my seat all over again.”
That brought a smile. “Yeah, I think I can manage that.” Then his eyes heated. “You realize we’ve never done that. No suppressant—for either of us—and no condoms.”
The thought made Adam’s cheeks burn and cock twitch. “Oh god.”
“That’s one way to put it. So… yeah?”
“Yeah.”
One month after that
Matt slammed the car door a little harder than he’d meant to and hefted his backpack higher on his shoulder, whistling as he took the short walk to the porch. His work at the library that day had been light, which he’d been grateful for since it was his last day for the next several.
Adam’s heat was due any time.
Matt could admit he was looking forward to it. He didn’t exactly know what to expect, since they’d never gone through one this way, but he thought he might have an idea. Considering they’d conceived Ethan when both of their suppressants had been wearing off, he suspected it would be something like that, but even then, they hadn’t wanted to get Adam pregnant.
The lamps in the living room were off, but the entry light was on. Matt wondered about that briefly, then figured Adam was upstairs on the computer.
Then he opened the front door and swayed. Adam’s pheromones slammed into him, making his cock go stiff in seconds. He briefly thought about how hard it was affecting him—did he get out suppressant?—then remembered: it was supposed to be affecting him. He was Adam’s alpha, the only one affected by Adam’s pheromones and considering they were about to try to get Adam pregnant, all of this was what was meant to happen. Before he could recover—or even try—Adam came down the stairs and paused on the bottom step.
Wearing nothing but the bright blue thong, barely containing Adam’s hard cock.
If Matt’s dick wasn’t already hard as a rock from the pheromones, that vision alone would have done it. “Fuck me,” Matt moaned, letting his gaze trail over muscled legs, an incredibly well-shaped ass, flat stomach, and not-so-flat chest. Which still turned Matt on.
“Actually… I think the idea is for you to fuck me, isn’t it?” Adam asked, leaning against the bannister.
Matt didn’t even hesitate. He dropped his backpack, keys, and jacket right on the floor, kicked the door shut and damned near stalked toward Adam. “Yeah, it is. And I can’t fucking wait to get into your ass.” He leaned in, burying his face in Adam’s neck. “Oh fuck, you smell better than you ever have.”
That earned him a moan. “I guess there are advantages to being my alpha, huh?” Adam murmured, wrapping his arms around Matt, gripping his ass, and pulling. The hard cock against his brought another moan from Matt’s lips.
Matt struggled through the haze ever so briefly. “Ethan?”
“At my parents’.”
That was all he needed. He took another deep inhale of Adam’s pheromone-filled scent. “I think we ought to get upstairs or the first time I fuck you bare through your heat’s gonna be right on this step.”
Adam chuckled. “While that’s definitely sexy—we’ll have to try that sometime—I think I’d prefer a comfortable bed for the first time.”
“Me too,” Matt agreed, forcing himself to pull back.
Adam turned and started up the stairs, looking over his should with an expression that had Matt’s cock getting even harder, if that was possible. Matt took the first few steps all at once, then swung Adam into his arms. “Fuck, Matt, don’t—” he started, but Matt just took the other dozen or so too fast for Adam to protest any more.
What could only be seconds later, they stood next to the bed and Matt was kicking his shoes off. His shirt went at the same time, but before he could even start on his pants, Adam was unbuttoning and unzipping them