On one of the warmer days, Owen and I decided we were going to lie out by the pool. Mako even got me a cushioned lounger so I could be as comfortable as possible. “You staying at our place for supper?” Owen ate with us most days. It’s not like it was hard to cook for 3 instead of 2. Mako liked his company and a couple days a week, we even had Bear over. Our little foursome family.

  “If you’re sure Mako doesn’t mind. I haven’t cooked anything lately and well, I’m not that great a cook anyway, so there’s that.” He giggled.

  “We both know he doesn’t mind. As long as you don’t interfere with our sex life, he’s fine with any of you guys being at the house. You’re family, and you know how he is about family.” I rubbed more lotion into my swollen belly. “Ooh, feel, he’s kicking again.”

  Owen jumped out of his lounger to lay both hands on my belly, helping me rub in the lotion while feeling the baby kick like he was playing soccer. “He’s gonna be a real badass, like his dad. Well, both his dads. Hey, you guys got that figured out yet? Just a couple more months and he’ll be here.”

  “Yeah, Mako is daddy and I’ll be papa. We haven’t decided on a name yet. There are a couple strong contenders on the list, but no clear winner yet.” I’ve repeated that line so many times in the last 6 months I think I was saying it in my sleep. Both Mako and I were. In reality, we’d known for months what we were naming our son, we just weren’t telling. Owen grabbed his phone and started to snap a picture of me and my belly. I snatched my towel and covered myself. “Owen, NO! Remember, Gates said no photos of Omegas or kids on our phones.”

  “Oh yeah, I forgot. Can I take one with my regular camera back at your place? You look so freakin adorable pregnant.” He put his phone away without an argument. We all knew it was for our safety. We all had pictures of the guys on our phones, but none of us. Life settled into a nice little routine, which we all needed.

  I rolled over and threw my leg over Mako’s thigh. The cramp in my lower back had been killing me for the last 2 days. The pain had gotten bad enough that I couldn’t even get completely hard. I’d be making out with my husband and just as things began getting good, a sharp pain would shoot up my spine. I went to Doc yesterday and he checked me out. With less than 2 weeks until my due date, he said that we needed to pay closer attention to any pain I might have. Mako mumbled, half asleep. “Baby, you need another back rub?”

  “Do you mind? It really hurts again.” I rolled over and put a pillow under my over swollen belly. Mako reached down and started rubbing my back. I moaned and pushed into his hands.

  He leaned forward and kissed the back of my neck. “Hmm, relief moan or turned on moan?” I could feel the smile on his lips.

  I moaned again. “A bit of both. I love your hands on me.” I pushed harder into him.

  “If I recall, Omega, you love my cock in you more.” Gone were the gentle lip kisses, replaced with nips and bites across my upper back and shoulders. His hands roamed down from my back, fingers exploring my crack and rim of my hole. “Umm, baby? Did you come already?”

  I started panting. “Not yet, keep it up Alpha.” I began grinding my hips.

  Suddenly his hands were gone, and my back was cold from him throwing the covers off us. “Theo! Your water just broke.”

  “What? No, it’s not possible. My back hurts a bit. OH GODDESS!!!” A sharp pain ripped through my abdomen. “Mako, help. It hurts. Call Doc. Please.” I didn’t feel him get out of the bed. A few minutes later I was rolled between my mates legs with my upper back against his chest and his arms around me, just above my abdomen.

  Doc’s voice cut through the pain. “Come on Theo, you can do this. You need to push.” I remember little after that. Then a baby was crying. Mako was crying and I’m pretty sure I was crying. “Congratulations Daddy and Papa. Here’s your baby boy.”

  Once the light drugs Doc gave me wore off and I was fully awake, I got a good look at our son. “You did so well, my Omega. He’s beautiful.” Mako held both me and our son as if we were the most precious things in the world. To him, I suppose we were.

  “Well, you helped, my Alpha.” I reached up and kissed his jaw. “Have any of the guys seen him?”

  Mako shook his head. “Nope. I wanted you fully aware. We have that bet on who was gonna cry first.”

  Rolling my eyes, I laughed. “My money is still on your bestie.”

  “Yeah, well, mine is on yours. I guess we’ll see.” He got up and opened our bedroom door. One by one, all the guys we shared the church table with filed in. Mako leaned over, kissed my head, and took our son into his arms. “Members of Rogue Nation, I introduce you to our newest member… Nathan Owen Sharkey.”

  I watched Bear as his breathing stopped and a tear ran down his roughened cheek, dipping into the scar on his jaw. I reached over and gripped Mako’s belt loop when he froze. Owen grabbed Bears arm and squeaked out, “Unka Bear?” Bear looked down at him. “I can’t be Little Brother anymore. That’s Little Nate’s name now. I’ll be Big Brother.”

  “That’s what you are now, little man. You’re Big Brother.” The smile on everyone’s faces broke like the morning sun, and I knew we were exactly where we were meant to be.

  Acknowledgements

  A special thanks to my Betas:

  Monica L Matthews

  Gabryel Chambers

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  Sharon May

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  6 months ago

  Bear

  “What in the hell do you mean, ‘I lost it’”? Gate’s voice carried stronger the angrier he got.

  “I told you, man, I lost it. It was in my back pocket when Snoopy and I took off from the trailer, and by the time I got back to the clubhouse, it was gone. It must have fallen out somewhere along the 200 miles we traveled to get back here.What the fuck do you want me to do? It’s a fuckin phone brother. I got everything backed up to the cloud and you know there was nothing concerning the club on it. Other than a few pictures of us working on bikes and hanging out.”Gunner hung his head with his elbows on his knees. It took a lot to piss Gates off, but losing a piece of hardware worth a grand could easily do it.

  Mako sat straighter, shifting a little wrapped bundle from one shoulder to the other. “Hey…language in front of my boy.” He growled.

  I huffed a laugh. “My name sake don’t understand any language yet man. All he’s concerned with is his daddies’ smells, gettin his ass changed on time and where the next bottle is coming from.” Turning to Gunner. “Mako has a point,brother. Better get in the habit now. Bad ass MC or not, no cussing round the baby.” This earned a nod from every man at the table.

  Gates opened his laptop and started tapping away. “What pictures? Any of the women or omegas? Owen? Bethie? God forbid, little Nate?” The baby’s name brought forth a growl from most of the men at the table.

  Gunner spoke quickly to stop the train in its tracks. “Naw, brother. We never take pictures like that on our personal phones. You handle all those. I know who’s gotta be protected. I’m not an idiot, even if it feels like it right now.” Gates just hummed his acknowledgment and kept typing.

  “Well, I’m showing that the phone hasn’t been used other than someone copying a few pics. No access to the cloud at all, so there’s that. Did you have any pics on there that no one should see?” Gates cocked an eyebrow.

  Confusion crossed Gunner’s brow. “What pics would those be?”

  I grumbled. “Dick pics, brother.” Everyone laughed.

  “Oh, none of those. I know what my dick looks like and why would I have pics of you guys’ dicks on my personal phone?” He looked offended.

  Gripping my package and shaking it in Gunner’s direction. “You know you want some of this. Hell, everyone does.” With that,everyone burst out laughing.

  “Want or not, he’s paying for that hardware himself. No help from the club. Gotta be the same one too, for security reasons.” Gunner simply nodded his agreement. “Bear, I need to speak to you before you go.” I looked in his direction and nodded.

  “What’s up, brother?” I eased myself into a chair at the table. I tried not to jump to conclusions about why he needed to speak to me alone. “Something that couldn’t be shared with the class?”

  “Nah, nothing like that. Just want to give you a heads up.” Gates was still typing away.

  “About?” I ask as he turned the computer screen my way. I became more confused as about 15 thumbnails loaded on the screen. Looking closer, they all appeared to be of me. Me and my bike, me alone in various locations and me and a few of the club members here and there. I was the common denominator in all of them. “What the fuck?”

  Gates began laughing. “Looks like someone may want to see your package, brother. Your pics are the only ones that were copied off the phone. It’s not even connected to Wi-Fi anymore. Last connection was the library over on Shaw St. No way to trace who had it. Maybe I could ask that cute little librarian, what’s his name, Tony?”

  “Nah,Tommy. His name is Tommy.” I closed my eyes and remembered the cute little redhead. Bright green eyes. Every alpha’s wet dream and way out of my league. Not that I had ever try anything with him. Not even flirting. Hell, I wasn’t even sure if he knew who I was, much less be able to handle what I could offer. That wasn’t a brag or anything, it was just a fact. More than once, I’d had a guy run from me once my cock made an appearance. That may make some men arrogant, but it hurt more than anything. My best friend Eddie was the only one who understood that. “Don’t bother him, man. It’s not like people round here don’t know who I am, and I’ve never been arrested or in serious trouble. If someone needs a bit of spank bank material, more power to em. Kinda wish I had a dick pic on that phone.” I laughed as I got up from the table.

  Gates laughed with me. “Yeah, man, I don’t think the camera lens could handle that much. I’ll keep an eye out, though. I doubt anything will come of it. Anything happens and I’ll get in touch with Tommy.” One nod of my head and Iwas out the door. Had to find my nephew. I needed my daily baby cuddles. I could never feel alone when I held that little bundle of snuggles. What the fuck had Mako’s kid done to me?

 

 

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