Page 117 of The Pregnant Wolf Omega Next Door

“Wow,” Zenith whispered. Then he leaned in and kissed Emre hard and sloppily because he was smiling so much. “I... I just...”

He looked lost for words. Emre’s heart thumped as Zenith pressed their foreheads together, kissing him again.

“I love you,” Zenith blurted.

Emre’s heart tumbled, then soared. “You love me?”

“Well, yes. What’s there not to love?” Zenith nuzzled him. “You make me laugh. You love your pups so much, and you’re willing to do anything for them. You even love the random shopping carts, and you turn all pink when you’re embarrassed. Your mouth might be the best thing ever. And other parts of you, of course,” Zenith said quickly. “Like your heart.”

“Not my ass?” Emre blurted. Because his foot and his mouth were best friends.

Zenith coughed, the corners of his lips twitching up. “Well, I loveallof you. It just seems really tacky to mention your ass when I’m making a romantic declaration.”

Emre buried his face in his hands. “I suck.”

Zenith coughed again, his lips twitching. “No, you don’t.”

“No, I do,” Emre said. “Obviously the right thing to do would be to tell you that I love you back. And I do! I love you!” At this,Zenith lit up again, even brighter than before. But Emre’s mouth just kept going. “It’s just that the first time I saw you, I looked at your bulge first. Not your eyes. It wasn’t even love at first sight because I was looking your cock in the eye. We eye-balled each other. That was terrible. Oh gods, please just shut me up.”

“I don’t know about that,” Zenith said with a grin. “I’m loving all of this.”

Emre groaned and turned back to the pups. “Save me. Your papa’s going to come to his senses and realize what he’s tangled himself in.”

“Nope,” Zenith rumbled, scooping all of them into a big hug. “Nothing you do will drive me away. Hello, pups. Looks like I’m your Papa now.”

The pups ignored him and pawed at each other.

“So is this when you’ll give me your mating bite?” Emre asked hopefully.

Zenith’s mouth curved into a warm smile. “Soon.”

Over the next few days,Zenith finished Ulgon and Burnzinger’s book. He talked to Abbie and Bean often as they got over their cold and played around his feet, and he let Emre read the completed manuscript right before he sent it to Crush and Killian, the ones who had hired him to write the book.

Emre sighed contentedly and closed the document. “Do you think it’ll happen like this in real life?”

“Who knows? Last I heard, Uriel and Bruiser were still butting heads.”

“Which heads?” Emre snickered.

Zenith grinned and pulled a tray of sizzling bacon out of the oven.

Emre drooled. He had developed a craving for bacon just like he’d done when he was pregnant with Abbie, except this time around, Zenith was spoiling him with all the bacon he could eat.

“Bacon,” Emre moaned, stuffing his mouth with the crispy, hot rashers. “Oh bacon, my love!”

Zenith snorted. “My brother Griff would be happy to write you a song all about bacon and cocks.”

“Including bacon-wrapped cocks?”

“Griff told me he once read a book where the omega wrapped bacon around his cock to tempt his wolf-shifter boyfriend into, ah, licking it off him.”

Emre gave it careful consideration. Zenith laughed.

“Would you?” Emre asked, his thoughts spinning. “Fire doesn’t hurt you. Oh gods, you can even wrap raw bacon around your cock and cook it with fire; you’d be completely fine.”

“We should try it sometime.” Zenith grinned and knelt in front of him. He pressed his face to Emre’s baby bump, kissing it all over. A heartbeat had fluttered to life this morning; they had been trying to listen to it, although Abbie and Bean had made it difficult when they’d both howled their little lungs out.

Zenith had sent the pups on a walk with Buttwheel and Huxton. When they returned, Buttwheel had followed Zenith around,eager to be better friends. Emre and Zenith had also been extending friendship gestures to the other cart, the one Ronald had tried to use in his schemes. The cart seemed to feel guilty though, and was slow to accept their friendship.