“I’m tellin’ ya guys, a caravan will get ta be tight quarters once tae baby arrives.” Sean advised.

Heath rolled his eyes. “Sean, hon. They’re not looking to live here forever, they just need a place to live until the mission ends. They can’t keep living over the tavern in your old flat, besides—I hear the neighbors here are pretty cool, anyway.”

River chuckled at Heath’s comment, since the field this trailer was parked on sat beside Sean and Heath’s cottage. “Nah, admit it, Heath. You’re hoping Mark and I rent out this old trailer so that you can have another pair of babysitters nearby.”

“Oh, I hadn’t even thought of that! That’s an excellent point, but good luck getting Lulu away from G’mam. I’m lucky to have two seconds alone with my daughter,” Heath laughed.

“Listen, Sean,” I said. “I understand your concerns, and I appreciate it. However, your mate is right. River and I can’t keep living over your tavern, and for whatever time we have left here in Dublin, it would be nice to live near friends.”

“That’s fine then, I’m glad to have ya here,” Sean said with a firm nod. He stuck his hand out to shake on it, and just like that deal was done.

“The place is fully stocked with linens and dishes, aside from groceries, I can’t think of anything you’ll need. Why don’t you guys have dinner with us tonight, until you get a chance to stock up on food tomorrow?” Heath offered kindly.

I noticed River hiding a yawn, and shook my head.

“As lovely as that offer is, I’m going to have to decline. River is dead on his feet, and I doubt we’d be good company.”

River winced, but nodded his agreement. “It’s crazy, I never had a lick of morning sickness. But I’m just tired all the time, you know? It’s like, I wake up and an hour later I’m ready for a nap. It’s honestly pissing me off, but I suppose the trade-off isn’t bad if this is all I have to contend with during my first pregnancy.”

Heath smiled in commiseration. “I’m not going to lie and say I’m not jealous that you didn’t have to deal with all the puking, but I also remember how weary I was with Lulu. No worries, we’ll do dinner another night. But I insist that you let us feed you anyway. I’ll have Sean pop over with supper later.”

By the time our finally friends left, River was ready for a nap. We made our way back to the double bed in the bedroom area at the back of the trailer, and dropped down onto it together after quickly stripping off our clothes. River turned on his side so I could spoon up behind him for our favorite sleeping position.

River’s breaths began to slow and even out as he drifted into sleep, when I felt his belly move beneath my hand that rested over it. I sucked in a breath when it happened again, and I realized what I was feeling.

“Did the pup just kick your hand, or did I dream that?” River asked in a voice thick with sleep.

“No, that was definitely a kick.” I tried to keep my voice down, but my excitement was impossible to tamp down.

River’s hand slid down next to mine so that we were both cradling his baby bump. A series of fluttering kicks pushed against our palms, making River giggle.

“I’m glad that you can feel it now too,” River said softly. “It was no fun when I was the only one who could feel it happening inside my body. I like it much better sharing it with you.”

When the baby stopped kicking, River looked back over his shoulder as he brought a hand up to cup the back of my head. His eyes met mine briefly, before he pulled me close for a kiss.

“You know, there is one other symptom of pregnancy that’s been bothering me today.” River said softly after breaking our kiss.

There was no question what he meant, based on the scent of his arousal. Still, I smiled innocently even as I lowered my hand to stroke his length. “Really? And what might that be, snowflake?”

River thrust his hips forward, pushing his erection more firmly into my hand. “You tell me,” he teased.

“Well if I was to guess, I’d say that you wanted a little something like this,” I said as I pushed my hard cock between his thighs.

He sucked in a breath as my cock rubbed against his balls, his hips moving in tandem with mine. Slick was leaking from his hole, lubricating my shaft for an easier glide as I rocked back and forth between his muscular thighs. With every few thrusts, I canted my hips in a slow teasing movemovent to rub my cock’s head against his taint.

While I played, I stroked his dick in rhythm with my thrusts, giving a squeezing twist with every second stroke. Nipping at his neck and shoulder, I left a trail of bite marks along the soft flesh there.

As the tension built, we both began to rock faster against each other. My sac felt full and heavy even as it grew tight with my need for relief.

River gasped when my teeth scraped over his omega gland, his dick pulsing as spurts of his nectar spilled over my fist. As he came, River tightened his thighs—trapping me in a velvet prison and pulling my own release out. I watched as my cum shot out from between the front of his thighs, and covered the bed in front of us.

By the time our cocks stopped pulsing with the remnants of our release, River was already falling asleep in my arms.

I smiled and brought my palm up to lick it clean, not wanting to move and risk waking him. Seconds later, River mumbled with a smile in his voice. “Fuck yeah… You’re such a dirty boy.”