Gabe walked back from the bathroom for what felt like the hundredth time that night. “Ugh! I feel like I should just sleep in there,” he grumbled. “The baby has been doing the can-can on my bladder all day.”

Logan, waiting for him in their bed, chuckled. “Not long now, sweetheart. Two more days, as a matter of fact. Not that I’m counting or anything,” he added, with a wink.

Gabe grumpily crawled into bed next to him, careful of his huge tummy. “I don’t know if I can handle two days,” he said, settling in next to his Alpha. “If I get even one centimeter bigger I feel like I’m going to pop.”

The Alpha reached over and lightly brushed his tummy with his fingertips, raising goosebumps on Gabe’s skin. “You’ve done so well,” he murmured, looking up at Gabe. The love in his eyes made the Omega smile, despite himself. Logan had been an amazing father-in-waiting, going to all Gabe’s appointments, making endless trips to the store for snacks, and building all the baby furniture twice when they discovered they’d read the instructions wrong.

“You know,” Logan continued, his smile turning mischievous, “they say having sex helps induce labor.”

“That is such an old wives’ tale,” Gabe said, but he shivered as Logan’s hand trailed lower, skimming along his thigh. “Besides, I’m huge.”

“And beautiful,” Logan murmured, nuzzling Gabe’s neck. The Omega’s breath caught in his throat.

“You’re just saying that,” he said, but his protest was halfhearted and both of them knew it. He glanced down and saw that the Alpha’s cock was hardening, tenting the blanket. Knowing that Logan wanted him, even nine months pregnant, was such a turn on. He suddenly needed his Alpha inside him.

Gabe scooted down so that he was lying on his side, his back to Logan. The Alpha smiled wickedly down at him, the desire in his eyes matching Gabe’s own. He could feel himself growing wet and ready. His Alpha curled behind him, and the feeling of Logan’s hard thick cock pressing between his asscheeks made Gabe moan.

Logan kissed Gabe’s neck, reaching around and gently grasping the Omega’s cock. He began to pump slowly up and down, almost teasing. Gabe moaned as Logan moved his hips back, pressing the head of his shaft against his slick hole. “Please, Logan,” he begged.

Gabe heard the Alpha exhale sharply as he slid into Gabe, pumping the Omega’s cock as he sheathed himself deep inside. “Fuck, baby, you feel so good,” Logan groaned.

The Omega moaned as Logan filled him, giving him what he needed, filling him and stretching him to the limit with his huge cock. The Alpha’s breath tickled his neck as he begins to slide in and out, the thick shaft spreading him wide as Logan’s hips move back and forth.

All the worries faded as Logan took him, all the fears and anxiety and tiredness. There was only the pleasure and the solid muscular body of his mate, the expert touch on his cock, the thick shaft pumping into him. He loved the feeling of being completely embraced when they fucked like this, the solid reassurance of Logan’s big form curled around him. Even hugely pregnant as he was, the Alpha always made him feel small and delicate.

Logan’s grip tightened just slightly on Gabe’s cock, and he switched to the slight twisting motion that he knew drove Gabe crazy. The Omega groaned, knowing he won’t last long, loving that Logan knows exactly how to get him off. “That’s it, baby,” the Alpha growled in his ear. “Come for me. I want to feel you clamp down on my cock.”

Gabe tried to hold out, to make the pleasure last, but it was too much. He cried out as the orgasm overtook him, sending sparks of pleasure flaring through him. His back arched as he ground desperately into Logan’s hand, his cum spurting out over the Alpha’s strong fingers.

His frantic movement must have triggered Logan’s own orgasm, because he felt Logan’s teeth close on the place where his neck and shoulder met, reinforcing their bond with a bite. Gabe gasped as the pleasure and pain mingled, heightened by the hot rush of cum that flooded inside him. Even after many nights together, it shocks Gabe how much the Alpha holds in those heavy balls. After what seems like forever, Logan shuddered and went still.

After it was over, neither of them moved, savoring the glow and the closeness. Gabe felt Logan’s heartbeat against his back, and he giggled as the Alpha playfully kissed his ear. “That was amazing,” he murmured, just like he had the first time they’d fucked.

Gabe smiled, knowing that first night had brought them here. “I hate to spoil the mood, but I need to pee again,” he said apologetically.

Logan laughed and lifted his arm to allow Gabe to move. He eased himself free of Logan’s cock, shivering as it slid out of him. “I’ll be right back,” he said. Logan nodded, his eyes already heavy with post-coital sleepiness.

Gabe went to the bathroom and then decided a quick shower would be nice. But as he stepped into the stall, he felt a rush of liquid run down his thighs.

His first confused thought was that it was Logan’s cum, but no, it was too thin for that, and it wasn’t white. He gasped as the reality hit him.

His water had just broken.

He rinsed off quickly in the shower, then hurried back into the bedroom. His mate was passed out, curled on his side.

Gabe made his way to Logan’s side of the bed. “Logan,” he said quietly.

“Mmmph?”

“Are you awake?”

“Yerr, mph.” Logan rolled over.

Gabe tapped him lightly on the shoulder. “Logan, I think it’s time.”

The Alpha leaped out of bed with a jump that would have impressed a gymnast. “Are you sure? Is it contractions? What happened?” he demanded. “Hold on, did we finish packing the bag?”

The Omega had to laugh. “It’s on the dresser. Let me get dressed, you go tell Holt we’re heading to the hospital.”

* * *

The hospital they had chosen was about twenty minutes away, but Logan made it in about ten, despite Gabe’s protests that he wasn’t going to have the baby in the car. The contractions were becoming more frequent now, but the pain wasn’t too bad. Gabe had called ahead, so the hospital staff were ready and waiting for his arrival when Logan pulled up to the front doors.

They got him settled in the room with minimal fuss, and Gabe had to laugh when Logan came in, modeling his scrubs like he was on the catwalk. Gabe asked him to pull up a chair. “Stay with me,” he said, wincing slightly as another contraction rippled through him.

Logan sat down and gripped his hand. “I’m not going anywhere,” he said firmly.

The next few hours were a blur. Gabe tried to follow the doctor’s instructions, but his body wanted what it wanted and it wanted to push. His Alpha’s eyes never left Gabe’s face, and he winced with every contraction, as if he could feel Gabe’s pain.

“All right Gabe,” the doctor said. “I can see the head. Are you ready?”

He nodded, trying to keep his breathing even.

“And… push!”

Gabe squeezed Logan’s hand, bearing down with everything he had.

An unmistakable cry filled the room, and Logan laughed, his face pure joy. They had decided to keep the gender a secret, and Gabe held his breath, wondering. Then the doctor held up their baby, and Gabe could see it was a boy.

“Congratulations on your beautiful son,” the doctor said, beaming down at them.

When she laid their baby gently on his chest, he felt happiness that he had never known possible. It almost felt like it was too much to contain it. Logan bent down and kissed Gabe’s forehead, his eyes shining as he gazed at the tiny bundle. “He’s perfect,” the Alpha whispered. “You did wonderful, baby.”

* * *

The nurses took the baby to get him cleaned up and measured, and Logan called Holt to let him know that everything had gone well. Gabe just rested on the bed, exhausted but profoundly happy.

Eventually, the nurse returned, the baby all bundled in a cute little blanket and cap. She handed their child to Logan, who gazed down at him with such adoration that it made tears spring into Gabe’s eyes.

“Have you decided on a name?” the nurse asked, beaming at the Alpha.

Logan frowned slightly. “Well, we talked about Zeke,” he said thoughtfully. “But you know, Gabe, I don’t think he looks like a Zeke.” The Alpha brought the baby around and sat gently on the edge of Gabe’s bed.

The Omega looked thoughtfully at the baby’s tiny red face. “You know, I think you’re right.” Suddenly, inspiration struck him, and he grinned. “Hey Logan, what was your grandfather’s real name?”

“Cashel,” Logan answered absently. “Cashel Kelly.” Realization dawned on him, and he looked up, grinning broadly. “Are you sure?”

Gabe nodded, the joy on his mate’s face the only confirmation he needed. “Baby Cash,” he murmured, as the Alpha placed their son in his arms. “Welcome to the family.”