Minjae’s POV

C/W; pregnant sex ahead.

It’s dark outside and Junho is still asleep on me...

Well not exactly on me, but when he slept, I brought him close enough that his head is rested on my shoulder.

I don’t know if I regret the action or not. And the reason I’m questioning the decision is because this man’s head is heavy...but his scent is soft and calming.

I don’t even stop myself from sniffing him like a damn drug, and even though I’m pressed with the need to pee, I don’t get up to do it.

My fingers keep gliding through his soft hair and playing with the strands.

What shampoo and conditioner does he use? I will have to buy it for my pup.

My own hair is fried from the way I keep dying it these days...hmm what color do I do next?

"Why did you stop?" Junho asks in a sleep thick voice and I look down, realizing that I have stopped combing through his hair.

"I need to pee" I say and he gets up.

"Sorry" he mutters, rubbing at his eyes while I get out of the bed, rushing to the bathroom to relieve myself.

Wow, I really held my pee to keep on sniffing a man.

"Minjae, you need help" I say to myself and sigh, washing my hands when I’m done.

By the time I return, I find Junho still laying there, his eyes are closed and one arm is resting over his eyes.

He looks stiffer than he did when he was sleeping on me.

"Why are you lying like that? Are you a stick?" I ask, climbing into the bed without taking permission.

Junho looks at me and I raise my brow at him.

"I’m still so sleepy" he says and I shrug, "sleep then, you need it" I say, faking a yawn as the beta rubs at his neck.

"Can I lay on you again?"

"I didn’t know you liked missionary style" I snicker.

"Eh?"

"I’m just joking, move so I can lie properly" I say nonchalantly, and we get into position again with his head on my shoulder.

"Thank you...can I hold your waist?" Junho asks carefully.

"Do I have a waist?" I ask, taking his hand and placing it across my stomach.

The beta doesn’t complain, he just lets me keep him that way, hand over my swollen belly.

And as we stay that way without talking for some seconds, my mind takes a stroll on its own, making me think and worry.

What happens when he realizes that he doesn’t want a pregnant omega? What happens when my pup is born?

"You can take your hand off if you don’t like it" I say and Junho doesn’t respond.

Thinking he’s asleep, I sigh and repeat myself for him.

"You can take..."

"Why?" he asks.

"I mean, no one wants an omega that’s pregnant with another alpha’s pup..." I say and Junho lifts his head, looking into my face with surprise.

"Why would you say that?"

"Well, would you date an omega with a pup for another alpha?" I ask.

"I’m already doing it and I don’t mind" he says softly, making me sigh sadly for him.

"Sorry, I just think about things a lot...I want to joke and laugh it off, but it’s difficult to do that today" I confess while my heart pounds in my chest.

Junho’s face soften...he looks like the kind of man that reads romance novels despite being a killer.

"You don’t have to try to do anything with me...Minjae-ssi" Junho says, still looking at my face.

He’s really good looking, if he ends up as a supermodel, I would buy every magazine with his face is on.

"Don’t call me Minjae-ssi during sex, I’ll go soft so fast that you’ll think I have erectile dysfunction" I say without thinking and instead of getting disgusted, Junho blinks.

Ah...I’m like a robot.

"What do you want me to call you?" he asks, and I know he’s being considerate but my pregnancy brain has stopped working.

"I don’t know..." my voice trails off and his eyes drop to my lips.

I know betas can’t smell pheromones like omegas and alphas do, but something tells me that he knows I’m aroused.

Or maybe it’s because of how my hard cock is pressing against him right now.

"Baby?"

"That’s...cute" I say, trying hard to ignore the way I’m starting to slick up for him...dear goddess, he’s only talking to me and I’m this wet and needy.

"Hmm...beautiful? Mine?"

"Y-yours?" I stutter, shutting my eyes as he cups my belly.

I am three months along, and in two month time I will be having my baby, but the beta’s wide hand covers my belly easily.

"Mine...can I call you that?"

"Junho...kiss me" I say without a filter or a second thought and he obeys immediately.

Suddenly he’s on top of me, kissing like a man who has been starved of water for a long time.

A moan slips past my throat at how skillfully he works his tongue inside of my mouth.

"I’ve been wanting this for a while" he confesses quietly when he breaks the kiss, and I sigh against his mouth.

"You’re an idiot for not saying it" I say, pulling him down to kiss me more.

Weeks of getting pleasure off my toys and my fingers is making the kiss feel like everything I need.

Junho keeps his weight off my body, kissing me with fervency but gentleness.

He holds the back of my neck, taking a deep breath before pulling away again, looking at me like he’s holding back.

"What are you doing?" I ask, wrapping my arm around his neck, and he gulps as if he’s tempted.

"I want you to get some rest" he whispers.

"And I want you to take me...would you?" I ask and he rubs his hand over my stomach, feeling the soft curve.

"I want to, but I don’t want to hurt you" he says, and I moan as his breath fans my scent gland.

"You’ll hurt me if you keep holding back" I say in a shaky voice and he kisses my neck.

The beta carefully pulls my top over my head, placing it to the side to attend to me.

The first thing he does is to press a kiss to the soft swell of my chest; my chest is starting to fill up with milk to cater to my pup.

"Can I?" he asks.

"Goddess, stop asking for permission for everything" I say tiredly as he sucks my nipple into his mouth, sending my eyes rolling back.

I cradle the beta’s head to encourage him, and he sucks on it with devotion, a small line between hard and soft.

He pulls away and groans, grinding his thick cock against me. Through his pants, I can feel it pulsing with need, and I grab the back of his head harder.

"Take it all off" I say desperately, and he pulls my pants off.

That’s not what I meant, but I let it happen, lifting my hips for him to take it off completely.

He looks at the stretch mark starting to decorate my body, and I feel proud at how he leans in to kiss it.

"Why are you so perfect?" he asks, going lower and kissing my belly.

It’s just a kiss but it feels like a communication, like he’s calling himself a part of my little messy family.

"Are you going to take it off?" I ask impatiently and he gets on his knees to obey my restless request.

He pulls off his pants and goddess...I forget how to breathe.

Not making him an alpha is the goddess’s way to save her omega kids. If he was an alpha with this size...omega death rate during rut will be a real thing.

"Oh goddess..." I whisper and he kisses me, "you’re so big" I say breathlessly.

My walks are already clenching in anticipation, and Junho starts to stretch my hole. One long finger after the other breaches my soaked entrance.

My cock twitch as I force back my orgasm.

He finds my prostate easily, and my back arch off the bed, fighting against cumming too soon.

"You’re ready?" Junho asks in my ear, and I nod, out of words and out of breath as he thrusts into me.

I have never been more full...I have never been more grateful for being able to get this wet.

The beta’s size beats everything I have ever taken into me, and within three thrusts, I am cumming on his chest and my stomach.

My walls squeeze the alpha’s cock like vice, gripping him like a vice as he fucks into me slow and deep.

It’s slow and tender, like he’s looking to learn my body, and I hold on to his shoulder.

This position, this pace, this moment...

"Nghh!" I cum for the second time and he cums with me, emptying his balls inside of me.

The beta gently pulls out after a second of catching our breath. He gets up to clean me up, and my eyes follow him.

His heavy cock is hanging between his legs, half flaccid and completely wet with my slick.

The more I pay attention, the more I realize...he didn’t give everything.

"Yah...you didn’t put it in completely" I complain and Junho gives me a smile, or something that looks like a smile.

"I’ll put it all in when it’s time to make a second pup" he says and I start to cough; choking on air and...what?!

’Another pup after this one?’ my omega, that greedy slut asks, purring at the idea of being bred again.

Don’t think of it. Don’t think of it. Don’t think of it.

"I wonder what Seoha and that rockhead are doing right now?" I murmur.