It was no surprise to anyone when we called the manor and let them know the results of the CVS test on our way back to Colin’s from the hospital. Not only had the test shown that we were indeed having one of each gender, it also showed that our son was a close enough match to save his big sister.

The remaining cord blood would be banked in case anyone needed it in the future. I was intent on saving the cord blood from both twins. As we’d found out with Allie, you just never know.

I looked over at Colin as he drove us back to his place. “Do you feel good about having taken that job?”

"I actually do, believe it or not. I never cared about running a department. That was just a promotion I earned along the way. I'm happy about knowing that I'll have flexible hours and be able to come home to you and the kids every night."

I smiled and rested a hand on my flat belly. "I can't believe that I'm almost three months pregnant and had no idea. I've got to be the world's worst omega."

Colin shrugged. "Or the best? You're obviously having an easy pregnancy so far. I hope it stays that way. I feel like you have enough on your plate without adding a miserable pregnancy to it."

"I can't believe that my parents lied to me like that. What kind of sociopaths do shit like that? I mean, that was their own granddaughter that they gave away and said was dead."

"Maybe they were worried about you, and wanted to make sure that you lived a full life before settling into parenthood. I'm not saying their choice was valid, I'm just curious if that was their thinking."

"No, I doubt it. My parents were all about image. They didn't want their perfect little son to be the unwed father of a bastard. I'm pretty sure without being able to ask them that it was exactly that."

"That's depressing, ginger boy. I'm sorry."

I shrugged. "That's why I actively give away the money I inherited from them. I don't want their poison on my life, even from beyond the grave. Although, now that I know this? The next Collins Fund project is going to be a house for unwed omegas."

My phone rang then, and I snatched it up. "Kent! We forgot to go upstairs and check on Liam!"

I answered my phone, my eyes tearing up at the sound of a newborn squawking in the background. "Did you hear that, Uncle Tom? We have a nephew! His name is Tyler and we're all pretty much in love."

"Congratulations, sweetie! Tell Liam and Christian that I said congratulations! What does Ollie think of her brother?"

"She thinks he's boring and wrinkly. Which, to be fair, isn't entirely wrong."

I laughed. "Better lower your voice, K-bear. Liam will have your nuts in a vise for saying shit like that."

"Hey, Tom, I just realized. You're talking weird. You don't sound like yourself."

"Nah, actually, I'm just trying something new. Gotta mix things up, you know?"

The background noise mellowed, so Kent must have stepped out into the hall. "Hey, tell me what happened with you today. Milo and Ian were acting weird."

"Listen, I'll tell you the full story later, but here's the Reader's Digest Condensed version. You can pass it on to your brother and Liam for me. Basically, I found out that Allie is my biological child that I was told died at birth but my asshole parents put up for adoption. I'm pregnant with Colin's twins, and we're moving in together until he figures out a romantic way to propose. My twins are fraternal, we're having a boy and a girl. The boy's cord blood is a match and will save Allie after chemo, and hopefully blast the cancer away forever. I've been at the hospital for the past seven hours, and now Colin is taking me home to spoil me."

Kent gave me a typical Kent response to all that data dump of info. "Cool. I'll let them know. Congrats to you too, then. Okay. Go rest. See you soon."

I was still smiling as I hung up the phone. Fucking Kent. I loved that big lug.

Colin glanced over. "Now your whole family is up to date?"

I nodded. "Now the whole family is up to date."

"Good. Do me a favor? Sit back and relax now. I'm stopping by Luigi's. I phoned in an order for pasta and garlic bread before we left the hospital. I figured we'd carb load, then see where we go from there."

I winked at my hot alpha daddy. "You had me at carb load, baby daddy."

Colin chuckled as he pulled into the lot and parked in front of Luigi's. I kicked back and relaxed while he ran in to get our food. It wasn't long before he came back with a big bag of heaven. I held it on my lap, hugging it to me and forcing myself to keep my hands out of the bag all the way to Colin's house.

Once we got there, Colin pulled down the weird steep driveway that led to the small garage. He took the bag while I went ahead and opened the doors. As I ran up the stairs, I called back over my shoulder, "Quit staring at my ass, ya perv."

Colin lunged at me when we reached the top, tossing me over his shoulder with one hand and carrying the food with the other. He stopped in the stiff little living room, and set the food down on the coffee table before flopping me down on the couch on my back.

"Hey, you know I'm pregnant, right? Babies on board? Shouldn't you be a little more careful with manhandling me like that?"

"Nah," Colin said as he disappeared around the corner into the kitchen. "You're not fragile. You're in good health, you're having a good pregnancy, there's nothing to be concerned about," he finished as he reappeared with dishes and cutlery. He set them down on the coffee table along with two bottles of water.

"Wow, I bet you wish that was a beer," I said, watching him twist open a water and swallow a long drink.

Colin was busily pulling food out of the bag as he shrugged. "I can take one for the team. If you can't drink, I won't drink. See? Easy."

Once we both had full plates of spaghetti with fat pieces of garlic bread, I asked casually, "What made you change your mind? I mean, I know I'm good in bed, but I'm not change your life good."

Colin swallowed and tilted his head to study me. "Actually? You really are, but that's not it. I just decided that not being with you was harder than the risk of being with you. If that makes sense."

"Wait, you were afraid to risk being with me? You're gonna need to back up and explain that for me."

"It wasn't the risk of being with you, because of you. I was afraid that I'd end up letting you down at some point." Colin sighed and looked down at his plate while he gathered his thoughts. "This is going to sound lame, but I didn't want to be my dad. My mom worshiped him, always had his favorite foods ready when he walked in the door, kept her hair the way he said he liked it, shit like that. He was a long haul truck driver, and only made it home once, maybe twice a month."

"Wow, that's rough. I can't imagine how hard that must have been."

Colin nodded. "Yeah, but we made do. And then one day I was at the end of my junior year of high school, we got a call. Dad had a heart attack while he was banging a hooker at a truck stop. So that's the last memory we got to have of my dad. Mom died about two years later of an aneurysm. But she was gone long before that from her broken heart. She just moped, you know? I didn't fucking blame her either. That was a fucked up way to find out your husband was unfaithful. I guess I was always afraid that I'd do that to someone with my job."

"Colin, being a doctor doesn't make you a cheater. Neither does being a truck driver, for that matter. Being an asshole is what makes you a cheater."

"Well, I am kind of an asshole too, so... " He grinned as he trailed off his words and took another bite of food.

I took another bite, and set my plate down as fatigue washed over me in a big wave. I leaned into Colin's shoulder and said, "Don't worry. If I ever feel lonely, like you're working too much, I’ll be the first one to come bitch at you. I promise I won't languish at home. Shit, with three kids? I won't have time for languishing anyway."

Colin chuckled and shoved a bite of spaghetti into my mouth. I dutifully chewed, then took a long drink of water. He made some joke about keeping me pregnant, but I didn't hear a word as my eyes closed and I faded to black right there on the couch.

* * *

I woke up the next morning, cocooned in a strange bed with Colin curled up around me. This was the first time I'd spent the night in his house, and I missed it! I blinked slowly as I woke up, realizing that I was naked. So the big sweetie had undressed me and put me to bed? How adorable.

Colin was still out cold, but I felt the push of morning wood shoving against my thigh. Moving fast, I turned and wiggled down the covers. Slowly, I licked and laved my tongue over that beast. This was the first time I'd paid really close attention to it, since Colin was always awake for our encounters.

I took the time to map each bulging vein with my tongue, to feel the heft of his girth in my hand, and to enjoy the salty flavor of the fluid that was seeping from his slit. I moved back up in the bed, licking along the bumps and ridges of his rolling muscles until our cocks were lined up. It took both hands, but I jacked us together while I tongued, licked, and nipped at his big, dark nipples.

Colin moaned suddenly, and reached down to take over the frotting. "Is this all you want, or should I grab the lube?"

I looked up at my hot daddy and licked my lips. "I would say lube, but I'm righ—" and I threw my head back with a loud groan as I shot my load up between us. Colin grinned and sped up his hand.

"That's okay, ginger boy. This is just the warm up."

"Warm up?" I asked, my mind already interested even though my dick was literally still pumping out the last few spurts of my release. Colin grinned and shot cum over both of our chests. I reached down and scooped a finger in it and brought it to my lips. I sucked my finger clean with a wink.

Colin lay back gasping while I cuddled up to his side, sharing my spunk-covered self with him. I mean, he helped make the mess, right?

"I feel like I should apologize for not making you scream when you came, but I'll use the defense that you woke me up midway through that."

I laughed. "No, I'm trying to train myself not to scream. I figure with Allie in the house and the twins on the way, it's probably a good idea to not do that?"

Colin chuckled and pulled me over onto his chest so that I was stretched out over him. I rested my chin on my forearms and watched him through half lidded eyes.

"This is going to be an adventure, you do realize that, right?" I asked him quite seriously.

"With you or the kids? Either way, I figure I'm in for it."

"Probably both. The question is, can you handle it?"

"Ginger boy, I can handle anything you throw at me. Hell, I handle your buddy Tofer just fine and let me tell you, something ain't right about that boy."

I giggled happily. "Allie swears he's one of Santa's elves on a secret mission to make her Christmas wish come true. I gotta say, so far things are going her way."

"Should we tell her that it's February?" Colin asked with a quirked brow.

"Nope. She said that Tofer told her that Christmas lives in your heart all year round. And not all wishes are found under a tree on December 25th. Sometimes, you have to put in the work and wait for your wish to come true. Like a flower planted in the fall bursting through the ground in May."

Colin looked pensive. "Well, he's not wrong. And that's a pretty good analogy. I'll give the dude one thing, he's committed to following through with whatever it is he's really here for."

"Are you telling me that you seriously believe that my housemate is a friggin' elf?"

"Well," Colin said. "I'm not saying he is, but I'm not saying he isn't either. It's not like he can prove it."

"Not according to our daughter. She says that he has pointed ears. But you can only see them if you're a kid, or have the heart of a child with complete faith."

"Well, I'll you what. Come August when the twins are born and Allie gets her stem cell transplant? If everything works out and that little girl is cured, I'll dance around the house singing ‘Jingle Bells’ with Tofer."

I laughed. "I'm so holding you to that. Will you wear the Santa suit again? I got it dry cleaned and everything."

Colin chuckled. "For you? Anything. By the way, I liked the sound of it when you called Allie our daughter."

"Well, isn't she? You already loved her before you led me to her."

"Hmm. That whole thing there is almost enough to make me believe in Santa's elves and Easter bunnies."

I snorted. "Pffft. Please. We all know the Easter bunny is fiction. That’s just a lie made up by rabbit lovers so that people roast ham on easter instead of Thumper."

"Damn. You've got a creepy mind there, ginger boy. Roasting Thumper, indeed. That’s so messed up."

"I've got a creepy mind and a dirty body. Come on, let's go wash the jizz off so we can go check on Allie." I gave my big hot daddy a quick kiss before sliding reluctantly off his hard body and heading for the shower.

I found out he was behind me when a hand cracked down on my ass. "Ow! You've got to quit doing that! It stings, you big alphahole." I pouted as I opened the shower to turn on the spray.

Colin came up behind me and massaged my stinging cheek. "Then quit calling me daddy. I'm only seven years older than you. Daddy’s spank their naughty boys."

I turned and ran my hand up his chest, reaching high above my head to twirl my fingers in his thick, wavy hair. "Then I guess I better let you spank me more often to get me used to it, because you are such a daddy! Age has nothing to do with it. It's that whole vibe you put off."

"What? bossy? Confident? In control? That kind of thing?" he asked curiously as we stepped under the wide rainfall shower head and got wet before I reached for the soap and began to suds him up all over that big chest.

"Exactly. Large and in charge, big daddy. Just the way I like it."

"Oh, yeah? Then turn around and put your hands on the wall. Feet apart, butt out. Daddy wants to play."

He reached above me and pulled down a bottle of conditioner. "It's not meant for this, but it should do in a pinch, right?"

Before I could ask what he meant, his conditioner-covered finger was thrusting up inside me. I jumped when that wriggling fingertip found my prostate, or as I liked to call it, my magic button.

By the time he was three fingers deep, and I was begging for more, he whispered in my ear. "Is it okay to go bare? It's not like I'm gonna knock you up with a third one."

"Fuck yes! Why are you even asking? Just take me, hot daddy."

I wasn't sure how the mechanics would work, give our height difference, until I felt myself being lifted and turned. My back was pushed against the wall as Colin shoved me down until I was speared by the beast. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck, and allowed myself to be his toy.

Gripping my hips, he thrust me up and down on that cock in a smooth, steady rhythm while the warm water rained down onto us. My head went to the side and I tried to find leverage to fuck back against him, but I was totally at his mercy right now.

"Fuuuck," I groaned. "Harder, hot daddy. Fuck me like you mean it."

Colin spun around and leaned back against the wall, moving his hand up to my armpits. "Let go of my neck, baby. I've got you," he rasped. Immediately, I let my hand slide down to pinch his nipples while my head and shoulders got tilted back. The spray of water was hitting my torso, but my face was clear.

He had me bent almost backward at this point, as he began to jackhammer into me with swift, hard thrusts. Every time that fat mushroom headed tip brushed my magic button, I yelled out for more. My hands moved down to grip his powerful forearms while he rocked back and forth, fucking into me harder with every powerful thrust of his hips.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Our flesh slammed against each other, every time he brought my ass down hard against his hips. A few more hard slams of those hips, and I was curling forward involuntarily as my muscles tightened in my abs and fire rushed down my spine and through my balls, and cum shot from my dick like a geyser.

With a loud roar, Colin gave one last hard thrust and held me tight as his cock jerked inside my channel and hot liquid heat began to fill me. Colin pulled me upright and wrapped his arms around me tenderly as his lips sought my mine.

As hard and fast as our sex had been, the after kiss was soft and slow. The contrast was breathtaking... and perfectly us.