Things were at the new normal for us. I still couldn't fit into my pre-paternity clothes, but Marcus didn't mind. As a matter of fact, he had been climbing the walls thinking that he shouldn't touch me at all. I told him he could definitely touch me, but stay the fuck away from my happy hole.

He took me at my word so then I had to change it to "stay the fuck away from my happy hole but definitely feel free to play with my dick." Getting more sleep at night had definitely improved our sex drive. I sure as hell wasn't up for full on sex yet, but still knowing that Marcus thought I was hot as hell was soothing to the soul.

Just yesterday, Marcus had wanted to play around but I was too tired and just wanted to lay down. So Marcus undressed me, and lavished so much love and attention on me that I wished I could have had a good fucking. Marcus took care of me with the best blowjob ever and then did his standard move, which he found incredibly hot. He straddled me and came on my chest.

I hummed to myself as I wondered if he'd be in the mood for a little fun while Alexander was taking one of his naps today. It was a weekend so he didn't have to go into work, though I'm sure he had work to do at home.

It was funny how much the penthouse had changed after Alexander came into our life. I remember the first time I was here, it was all minimalist with almost nothing else besides furniture. Now there were baby toys, blankets, a crib, and thick rugs on the floor so Alexander wouldn't hurt himself.

The one thing that I hadn't been prepared for was Marcus's love of baseball and his introduction of baseball to Alexander. The very first week Marcus came home with a New York Yankee onesie, a little hat, a little baby blanket, and basically anything else they had for babies. It was absolutely ridiculous.

When a baseball game came on, Marcus was sitting on the couch watching the game with Alexander on his chest. It was the most adorable thing I had ever seen. There was just something about an alpha holding a baby- it got me every time.

I'd have to check the TV Guide to see if there was a game on today. I would have to take several snaps with my phone to see if I could get a good one to enlarge and frame. They were just too cute together.

I walked down the hallway to our bedroom and checked if Marcus was awake. We had moved Alexander's crib into our room after the first night. One wall of the crib was down and the crib was pushed right next to the bed on my side. Alexander seemed to sleep better when he was near us. Plus, I could just reach over and comfort Alexander, even rest my hand on his little leg or foot. It was comforting for the both of us.

Alexander was still snoozing, but Marcus was awake, watching Alexander sleep in the crib. Again, I just couldn't imagine this guy denying himself the role of fatherhood just because he didn't want to inflict the damage his dad had done. I couldn't believe how self-sacrificing he was. I also couldn't believe he had thought he would be anything like his dad. Marcus was the opposite of a self-centered asshole.

I climbed into bed, curling around Marcus's back. I wrapped my arm around him and sniffed his hair. I just loved how he smelled. If he bottled his scent, I swear every Omega in a thousand mile radius would instantly get pregnant. I stuck my nose in his hair and sniffed again.

Marcus picked my arm up and rolled over to face me. "It is so weird having you sniff my hair."

"What can I say? I love your smell." I stuck my nose in his neck and sniffed. He jumped.

"Yikes. Your nose is cold."

I pulled back and waggled my eyebrows at him.

"Well, it looks like your omega is cold. What are you gonna do about it?" Marcus's eyebrows rose.

"Aren't you still sore? Don't you need the okay from the doctor?"

I was going to have to admit that I played a little subterfuge with Marcus. I hope he didn't get mad at me.

"At the baby checkup I held the doctor back and asked him something. It wasn't whatever I told you at the time. I actually asked him when sex could resume." I blushed, thinking back to how I had stumbled over the question. It had to be a common question, but still, talking about my sex life to near strangers is not a common thing for me. "He said I was good to go. I didn't tell you right away because honestly, I needed a bit more rest. But now..."

Marcus's eyes lit up and got so full of desire I thought the bed would catch on fire. I leaned into him, but he held me back with his hands. What the hell?

"If we start anything in here, I will not be able to leave and finish somewhere else. With Alexander sleeping, let's tiptoe outta here and go somewhere else. But bring the baby monitor."

He had a good point. Where should we go? I kind of wanted to still lay down and have a comfy surface. Marcus scooted down and got up off the bed. He held his hand out and waved his fingers. I got off the bed and grabbed his hand. He led me down the hall to the living room. It was broad daylight. You could see planes in the sky and helicopters. Was he really going to have sex with me where everybody could see?

"I'm kind of terrified about having sex with you. I'm worried I'm going to rip something, or somehow damage you, so I'd like to sit and let you take control of things."

I've heard horror stories of demanding alphas after the omega gave birth, and stupid me, I had listened to those stories. I believed them too, before I met Marcus. This proved yet again that Marcus was absolutely perfect. I caressed his face with both my hands and gave him a kiss. "You're so good to me."

Marcus

If Ryan knew how many times I had jacked off in the shower to keep myself from humping him, I'm not sure he would think I was the greatest guy anymore. He didn't want me jacking off in the shower after he caught me the first time. Not because it was wrong, but because he wanted to be the one to take care of me.

Lately, he had been tired, and was recovering and I didn't want to put that on him. I sure as hell wasn't going to make him have sex with me when he had a chance to sleep. I wasn't an asshole.

Now that Ryan had the okay to resume sex, he was going to have to take charge or I'd probably lose control. I took my shirt off and threw it. I slid my sweatpants and briefs down and kicked them off. I was ready to go.

Ryan stared at me and started laughing. I narrowed my eyes. "What the hell are you laughing at? I'm a little excited to have sex. So sue me." I guess that was pretty funny coming from an attorney, but seriously I hadn't had intercourse with him in five months. Five long months.

"I'm sorry. You shed those clothes so fast, it caught me off guard." I rolled my eyes and pulled Ryan's shirt off, then I pulled down his pajama pants and briefs. We were good to go.

"God, I've missed your body. I can't wait until you're writhing on my dick with an arched back, cumming. Oh God, I'm going to cum just thinking about it." I really was.

We were both standing. Ryan was in charge and I'd let him tell me what to do. I squeezed my dick and closed my eyes, trying to think of a baseball scoreboard, some fat manager and a baseball hat, the ugly park mascots, anything at all. I felt Ryan's hands lightly caressing me. Then his hands ran over my chest, tweaking my nipples.

I leaned my head back moaning, stroking myself. He ran his hands down my arms and I felt him move behind me, rubbing his hands up and down my back. He squeezed my ass. I jumped when I felt his wet tongue lick my cheeks. "Ryan, this is about you. I'm here to take care of you."

Ryan didn't stop. For being an omega he certainly had a mind of his own. I relished that. I loved his independent strong mind. To have gone through what he did, to have grown up with those people, and still turn out to be such a nice and caring person? He had such a strong strength of character and it turned me on even more.

Ryan ran his hands up and down my legs. I squeezed my dick again, trying to think of hideous things so I wouldn't cum. I still had my eyes closed so I won't get turned on even further.

I felt Ryan's hands on my chest as he pushed me back until I hit the edge of the couch and sat down. I opened my eyes and saw Ryan's dick at eye level. I leaned forward, but Ryan pushed me back. Oh come on. I couldn't even suck his cock? I was dying here!

He straddled me and I let go of my dick. I grabbed his shoulders, pulling him down for a kiss. It was a slow, hot, deep kiss building up desire until I was thrusting upwards. Ryan untangled his fingers from my hair and started kissing a trail down my neck. I leaned my head back on the couch, groaning. I didn't know if he was trying to torture me or if he just wanted to take his time. It was killing me just the same.

He licked and nipped at one nipple, then did the same to the other. He licked and kissed a trail down my happy trail. He backed up and knelt on the floor in front of me. Dear God. I had to close my eyes or I was going to cum.

I felt the wet, hot, heat of his tongue as he licked my head, all the way down my shaft to my balls. He sucked my balls then looked up at me, taking my head in his hot, moist mouth. I arched off the couch, moaning. I kept my hands on the couch, grabbing the cushions. This was his first time after birth and we were going to do this at his pace. No matter if it killed me. And it just might.

Ryan squeezed and stroked as he sucked. He flicked his tongue at my head as he sucked, making me arch off the couch every time. "Oh God, Ryan, stop. I'm going to come if you keep doing that."

Ryan stood up and snagged a condom from in between the couch cushions. Someone had been planning for this! Or maybe Eric had left them there as a joke.

Ryan opened the package and rolled the condom on me. He grabbed lube from under the couch cushion, squirting some, but then he did something unexpected. He stood in front of me and propped his leg up on the couch next to me. He put lube on his fingers, ran his finger around his hole and slowly slid it in.

I was absolutely mesmerized. I'm pretty sure I had my mouth open and was drooling. I squeezed my cock to try and stop myself from cumming. Ryan's finger moved in and out, a second finger joined, slowly sliding in. He moved his fingers, thrusting them in and out while moaning.

My God, it was just too much. I leaned forward and started sucking his cock. You can't put a lollipop in front of me thinking I'm not gonna go for it! I squeezed his ass with one hand, while stroking and sucking. He pushed me back.

I was about to whine, but then he straddled me, lining my dick up with his hole. I squeezed his nipples, sucked them, ran my hands down his chest as he very slowly slid the tip in. I groaned so deep, almost arching off the couch, until I remembered I had to let Ryan set the pace. He slowly slid down my cock. I was panting by the time I was balls deep in him. I was going to have start doing that labor breathing just to keep from exploding.

Ryan put his hands on my shoulders, slowly raised himself up, then lowered himself back down. I bit my finger. This was fucking torture. I groaned, moaned, and rolled my head as Ryan slowly rode me up and down. I wanted to grab his hips and jam them down. I wanted to rise up and fuck him so hard.

I finally put my hands down, grabbing the seat cushions to keep myself from touching him. I was worried I would try to speed up his fucking. Ryan finally had mercy on me, riding me faster, his dick bobbing up and down. I would never get tired of seeing his head thrown back in ecstasy. Finally, I reached my point and snapped.

"Ryan, I gotta fuck you faster. Can I do that?" Ryan nodded his head. "Could you get off of me? We need to change position."

Ryan slid himself off, making me bite my finger, groaning again. I got up and pushed him onto the couch, so he was kneeling on the couch, bent over the back. I lined up and slowly came home. I thrust slowly but that was the limit of my control.

I only got in a few hard and fast thrusts before I came hard. Having been on the edge of cumming for so long and then finally, finally getting release just about blew my head off. Ryan had braced himself on the back of the couch, his muscles and tendons straining as he groaned his release. Thank God, the couch was leather. Easier to clean.

We both slid down, laying on our sides on the couch. I was trembling. I hadn't come that hard in months. I wrapped my arm around Ryan, cuddling him, relishing in the feeling of being inside him again. "How are you feeling?"

"I feel like every single cell in my body shot out, spun around and came back. My ass feels terrific though."

Good. I kissed the back of his neck. The baby monitor was still quiet. We had some time to cuddle. I felt like I had just run a marathon. Poor Ryan. He was going to get a workout if he'd let me.

Ryan turned his head toward me. "I missed you so much. I missed this so much." I leaned forward and kissed him. A slow, tender kiss. I couldn't believe I finally had my dream, one I never thought I'd be able to have. I was so fucking lucky.