I woke up beside my fated-mate, with a feeling in my chest I’d never felt before. It was like a warm hand surrounding me as I came out of sleep and my nose was filled with his sweet scent, like the world’s sweetest watermelon.

He was still asleep, cradled gently beneath my left arm. The wound on my right arm still hurt, but I could already feel my strength returning to me. It wouldn’t be long before I was back to my old self, and that was good, because I didn’t know how much longer I could hold out before I had to have him.

It didn’t help that I’d woken up with a cock made of steel and a burning desire to bury it in his sweet little hole. He was naked beside me, and I pulled the sheets aside gently to admire his supple body.

His skin was so perfect I could barely believe it. Like warm cream. If I came on him it would be hard to even differentiate my cum from the color of his skin. But that wouldn’t be a problem. That wasn’t where my cum was going.

He had a perfect little bubble butt that made my mouth water. I wondered how his slick would taste. He smelled so sweet that I couldn’t help but caress his tight little hole with my tongue.

I ran my hand through his hair and he stirred. With a stretch and a yawn, he twisted and looked up at me through sleepy eyes.

“You’re hot,” he muttered with a goofy grin.

“Hey, thanks,” I laughed, running my fingertips across the small of his back. He giggled.

“That tickles!” I had to do it again just to watch him squirm. His body was so beautiful it was like looking at a painting that someone had done for me.

“I like waking up with you at my side,” I told him.

“I like it too,” he replied without hesitation. “I’ll like it even more when I can wake up with your dick in my ass.”

“What!?” I gasped, exploding with laughter. Bailey was blushing like a tomato and hid his face in my armpit. “Wow, you are a bad boy! I had no idea!”

“I’m not!” he protested, peeking up at me from under my arm. “I just want you.”

“The feeling’s mutual,” I told him, squeezing his plump little ass. “And you know what?”

“What?”

“I’ve got a feeling that tonight—I am going to be a new man.”

“Yeah!?” he asked excitedly.

“I’m feeling better already,” I told him. “Nothing a little chicken soup and rest can’t fix.”

“Chicken soup?” he asked. “Really?”

“Oh, I dunno,” I chuckled. “I’m just saying. Some food.”

“Well…did you know I always wanted to be a chef?” Bailey asked with a glimmer in his eye.

“Is that right?” I asked him. He nodded.

“I wanted to go to culinary school before…all of this happened.”

“Well, I’ll tell you what,” I replied. “We have more than enough ingredients here for you to work with, and Jamie would love to have an extra hand in the kitchen. Kenneth, Preston’s mate, isn’t a bad cook either. And you know what else?”

“What?”

“If you want to go to culinary school, I’d love for you to go.”

Bailey looked up at me with an expression of something between shock and excitement. I gently brushed a blond curl from his left eye and stroked his cheek with the back of my finger.

“Really?”

“Of course!” I told him. “Does that shock you?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know…a little?”

“Why?”

“I just—I thought you’d want me here at home with you.”

“Well, I definitely do want that,” I replied. “But I also want you to be able to follow your dreams. When you get pregnant, I’m sure you’ll want some time off from school, and also once the baby is born, but I’m sure you can find a way to do both. Or if you just want to wait a few years until he’s grown, that’s fine too. But I want you to go.”

Bailey shot up like a rocket and threw himself over me, straddling my waist. I felt my cock jerk at how close his little hole was to it. His face was absolutely beaming.

“You are the best!” he cried out. “Seriously.”

“Oh, you don’t even know the half of it,” I laughed, squeezing his cock to let him know what was in store for him later. He yelped playfully and slid off of me.

“Now, you want to meet the rest of the pack?” I asked as I got out of bed, trying to will my erection down so I could get some pants on.

“Of course!” he replied as he got out of bed. He was completely naked, which was impossible for me to ignore, but I also realized that he had no other clothes than the trunks he’d come with.

“Hmmm,” I said as I stuffed my cock into my jeans, aiming it up at my stomach so I was able to button up. “Let me talk to one of the other omegas and see if I can find you some clothes.”

“That would be helpful,” he laughed.

I patted his bare ass on my way out and made my way into the living room, putting all the effort I had into getting my cock to soften, even just a little bit. I was already late in the morning, so most of the pack was outside working, but Kenneth was on the couch with his baby boy, Schuyler, who was already a terror. At eleven months, he was racing around everywhere.

“Hey, Ken,” I said as I came in.

“Juan, how are you?”

“Doing all right, listen—”

“I heard you came home with a little surprise last night,” he said with a wink.

“Yeah, you could say that,” I smiled, thinking about my naked mate waiting for me back in my bedroom. “My fated-mate.”

“Welcome to the club,” Kenneth said with a smile, catching baby Schuyler as he tripped and almost face-planted into the hardwood floor.

“Yeah, do you, uh…have some clothes for him?”

Kenneth looked up and grinned as he hoisted his baby boy into his arms. “Wow,” he said. “He doesn’t have any clothes? How’d you guys meet? Must be quite the story.”

“Oh, it is,” I replied. “You have no idea.”