I trace her soft jawline with my fingertip. “She’s so beautiful. Her lips are like rose petals.”

“Rose.” Nathan looks lovingly at our daughter. “That should be her name. Rose Vivian Trimble.”

“It’s perfect.” I watch as Nathan holds our angel in his arms until she starts to burrow into his chest in search of milk.

He immediately helps her latch on, so she can feed from his body, the body that created our perfect angel and will nourish her as she grows.

“I’m ready to be home.” Nathan continues feeding our daughter as he looks around the room we’re in. “Don’t get me wrong. This is a really nice maternity room they have me in, but a hospital just isn’t the same as our home.”

“Or the amazing nursery we have ready and waiting.” The room Nathan has spent weeks preparing, trying to get everything perfect for our baby Rose. “She’s going to love it there.”

“You think so?” he asks with all sincerity.

“Of course, she will. Her daddy put it together for her.”

“I can’t believe we’re parents.” Nathan adjusts Rose in his arms slightly, but she never releases his nipple. “And I can’t believe she eats so much.”

Running a hand through my hair, I laugh. “Sorry. She probably gets that from me.”

“I’ll never have my youthful figure back.” Nathan rocks his hips seductively.

“You’ll always look beautiful to me, babe.”

He glances my way with a smile, and then Rose releases her hold on him. “Are you finished?” Nathan brushes the small bit of hair away from her forehead as she yawns.

“My turn.” I reach out to take our sweet child in my hands. Sitting in the rocker, I hold Rose close to me, making sure she’s warmly wrapped in the small blanket Nathan found in his mother’s attic. It was his when he was a baby and seemed perfect to take our newborn home in.

Just a few minutes later, I hear the gentle breaths of both Nathan and Rose as they fall into a light sleep. One more night here, and then I can take my family home.

“Is she asleep?” I try not to sound too hopeful when Nathan comes into our room and clicks on the baby monitor.

“Yeah. Maybe she’ll sleep through the night again like she did last night, but I’m not holding my breath.”

Nathan slips under the covers next to me and pushes his back into my chest, allowing me to spoon him. It’s only been a week since we brought Rose home, but so far, things haven’t been as horrific as many of the stories we heard when we were preparing for our little one.

I plant a kiss on Nathan’s neck and press into him, covering his body with mine. “You’ve been doing a great job with her, babe.”

“Thanks, but I haven’t been doing it alone. You get some of the credit too.” He stifles a yawn.

“Tired?” I ask, knowing full well Nathan could fall asleep just about anywhere lately.

“A little,” he replies. “But not too tired for what I feel poking into my backside.”

Chuckling, I run my hand under his shirt. The touch of my fingertips along his skin causes goose bumps to cover his back. My lips glide across his neck as I work my hands around his body, finally slipping his shirt off and over his head.

Nathan turns in the bed toward me, grasping at the hem of my shirt as he softly kisses my lips. His hands travel up my stomach and to my chest, producing the same result as I had on him. Only my cock flexes at his touch as well, anxious for attention.

We both continue stripping each other, our hands playing memory as we explore each other. The plumpness of his chest while he’s filled with milk doesn’t escape me as I caress the skin around the tip of his elongated nipple. A shiver rocks through him as I trace his jawline with my tongue, sliding down to his neck. I stay in the spot between his clavicle for only a moment before wandering farther to his tender pecs.

I never knew how sexy my omega could be after pregnancy, but Nathan is a complete turn on in this state. Sucking on his tit, I’m rewarded with a small splash of the nectar he feeds our baby, and my appreciation for the gift he’s given me increases.

Nathan moans as I continue to work his nipple, nipping and sucking at while it produces milk. He seems ready to burst so I ease some of his discomfort with his warm gift. When I finally leave his chest, I drag my tongue down his stomach to the top of his shorts.

Using my teeth to pull down from the waist band, I’m greeted by the wonderful sight of his beautifully hard cock. As expected, he’s dripping pre-come and ready to be serviced. I waste no time lowering my lips onto his shaft and sucking at the seed he’s produced for me. The sweet and salty taste of his come sends a spike of my own seed to the head of my cock.

My swollen cock flexes again as blood continues to fill my veins, creating a swollen, thick shaft that is ready to fuck my omega’s dripping ass. While I suck his cock, I slide my fingers to his hole, which is eagerly anticipating my knot. I didn’t expect him to heal so quickly, but he was begging for me the day we got home.

His lubrication is slick and dripping down his thigh as his excitement becomes more primal. His need for my knot produces more lubrication, which makes my dick feel even more welcome when I’m shoving in and out of him.

Using two fingers, I gently enter his hole to prepare him. Nathan gasps at the initial intrusion and then groans in pleasure. His slick channel eagerly sucks in my fingers as I stretch his opening in preparation for my knot.

“Fuck, Dodge.” His words are chopped and breathy. “I need you. Inside me.”

“Yeah, babe? You want me now?”

His response is nothing more than a guttural moan that has every nerve ending throughout my body firing at once. I don’t even warm him that I’m coming in before I pull back and line up my cock with his ring of muscle.

Pushing in quickly, I moan as his wet hole expands for my thick shaft. I begin thrusting in and out of him, fucking his ass hard. Nathan makes the best sounds of approval when he’s happy. That make it even more difficult for me to keep from releasing too quickly. I want this to last as long as possible, but he feels too fucking good.

“Fuck me, Dodge. Ohhh. That’s right. Fuck my hole. I’m yours.” His eyes lock with mine, piercing my soul as he brings me closer to climax with his voice. “Fill my channel, baby. Fill me with your seed.”

“God, Nathan.” I’m barely able to pant out his name as I thrust harder into him.

Nathan grabs his shaft and begins stroking his cock, using his precome as lube.

“Oh, god. Dodge. You feel so good. Knot me, Dodge. Make me yours again.”

“Fuck!” I scream as I release inside him and my knot begins forming, making it impossible for me to pull out from Nathan. The first release of my orgasm curls my toes and I hold him tightly, like a lifeline. Since I can’t pull back, I thrust forward even deeper into him.

Nathan screams out as come erupts from his slit and coats his stomach. He continues to shoot as I lock him to my body, joined in a way that ensures my seed is nice and deep inside him.

When we’re both spent, I gently maneuver Nathan’s leg around me and carefully turn so I can lay next to him while we’re still attached. “Fuck, babe. That was hot.”

“Yeah,” he pants out. “Very hot.”

“You know how much I love you, right?” I know I say it to him over and over, but I don’t want him to ever think that I don’t.

“Just as much as I love you.” His response is perfect and exactly what I love to hear.

“Our life and the baby you’ve given complete me. They make me love you more than I even believed possible.”

He snuggles into my chest, a fresh yawn escaping his lips. “You’ve given me everything, Dodge. Everything. I’m just glad I’m able to produce children for you.”

“Children?” I chuckle. “You want more than one?”

“I’ll make as many as you let me make.” His voice is sleepy, and I know he’s close to checking out on me.

“Rose could use a little brother,” I say. “Maybe we’re making him right now...”

Nathan cuddles closer to me. “Maybe we can wait until Rose is at least walking before we do this again.”

I kiss his neck. “We’ll see. I can’t make any promises. Keeping my hands off you is proving to be difficult.”

Just then, a cry comes over the monitor. “Just remember this moment when you want another one,” Nathan says as he starts to get up.

“No, babe. You go to sleep. I’ll get her.”

Nathan smiles as he closes his eyes and rests his head back on the pillow. After everything he’s been through over the last nine months, I want to make sure he’s taken care of. In a way, we’ve both been chasing a dream that we never thought was possible, and now that we’ve found our place, I’ll make sure it’s the happiest home he’s ever had.