TWEEK
SEVEN MONTHS LATER
My inner omega inside of my stirs. It knows Craig is not by my side. Where is my mate? I open my eyes looking around the dim room. I turn my head to the left to see Craig is bottle feeding Lena. I struggle to move but Craig clearly feels me moving. He glances at me walking over and sitting on the side of the bed. Lena is drinking with her eyes closed. Her blonde curls are all messed up. She is wearing a yellow onesie. I dislike them being winter babies but it couldn't be helped. The house is warm and cozy making me want to stay in bed until summer comes back.
"You should be resting," I say with sleep in my voice. "I could have breast fed her."
"It's fine," replies Craig. "The others are still asleep but you know how Lena is." I nod because she likes the comfort of my nipple or a bottle to go to sleep. She won't accept a binky though. Super weird. Craig sets the bottle on the nightstand. He softly puts her on his shoulder standing up as he lightly pats her back. Craig walks out of the room as I hear a tiny burp. I roll on my back feeling exhausted. I appreciate all of our children. Liam, Lark, Leah and Lena. Craig and I agreed to have the names somewhat matchy. Token, Clyde, and David will be by to visit the babies later today. It is currently 2am. Craig got off from work late which is why I am surprised to see him up. He didn't go to bed until around 11 last night. Craig comes back in the room. Craig checks the camera monitor on his nightstand. He removes his shirt yawning.
"Thanks," I say softly as he gets into bed. "If anyone else wakes up I will get them." Craig chuckles.
"You can try," he says simply. "You were out cold. Lena was fussing a little. Didn't want to risk her waking the others." I nod in agreement. At least Lena went back to sleep easily. She usually does. Craig turns on his side scooting closer to me. He places his arm over my waist. I smile turning away from him cuddling my pillow. It's not long before Craig is spooning me. I purr feeling his lust within me. I don't mind a good cuddle but this desire I feel is more than him wanting to cuddle.
"Craig…." I murmur. He needs the rest and so do I. Caring for 4 infants is not the easiest job in the world. Craig growls lowly moving my hair beginning to kiss the back of my neck. I lick my lips feeling his dick become hard. I can imagine him inside of me already. I purr feeling my walls throb from that thought alone. Craig feels it too groaning. He continues to kiss the back of my neck as he slides his hand inside under my shirt. I sleep in a big night tee shirt. My legs like to be free sometimes. Craig growls as he takes my dick into his hand. I thrust a little as I whine. It's so nice to feel him touching me like this. With our kids infants we barely have time to mate. I sigh as my scent releases. Craig grumbles slowly thrusting against me. He rubs the side of my ass as my slick begins to produce. He snarls lightly biting my shoulder. Craig pulls away from me grabbing a condom. I can't lie, I so miss taking that dick raw.
"I know how you feel," chuckles Craig, sliding the condom on. I blush burying my face into the pillow. He spreads my cheeks apart sliding inside of me. I purr instantly. "I miss feeling your wetness against my skin." He growls as I feel his desire spread throughout my body. I gasp, tilting my head back. Craig and I know our family is complete. No more children for us. Craig lightly bites my neck. "That's okay babe. We can still enjoy that wetness, that tightness." He growls. "How do you feel knowing my dick is stretching them walls." I purr with my body trembling as Craig drives inside me.
"Ha…." I sigh. I begin to rock back on him, meeting his hips. I love feeling Craig no matter. being bonded is the best thing in the world. I can't imagine not being connected to Craig in this way. Spooning is what we do when we are tired. I wish I could take control and ride him. I bite my bottom lip purring. Craig hand slides up my night shirt a bit more. His hand comes to rest on the side my thigh. I moan as Craig continues to take me. He growls kissing my neck. He wishes he could kiss me right now. I do too. Being bonded has made sex even more intense. It's not something I hear many talk about. Makes me wonder how our inner omegas go crazy when the mating is good before bonding. Maybe that is what makes the omega what to bond, want that deeper permanent connection. I'm not sure if that is the case but it certainly feels like it.
"Yes Craig…" I whine. "Oh just like that…" I moan loudly, unable to contain my voice. I become wetter as I begin to feel Craig's alpha inside my very soul moving. I squeak as my walls clamp around his dick. Craig whimpers rubbing his nose into my shoulder. I feel like since having our children I climax so quickly. I don't know if it's because we couldn't mate for 6 weeks or what. Craig hisses as I feel his dick throb inside me. His hand begins to grip my thigh as his hips snap. "I-It's okay," I stammer before gasping.
His climax is bubbling up inside the both of us. My inner omega is wrapping itself around Craig's inner alpha. We feel him, welcome him, love him. I speed my hips up knowing this is what my alpha wants. Craig on the other hand doesn't. He is trying to ride this out. Mostly because he wants to enjoy the moment. I know we will have many more so I'm not concerned. I close my eyes opening my mind completely.
"Shit!" shouts Craig bucking his hips. He grabs on to the side on ass wanting to gain some control. He starts moving my hips towards my prostate. Soon as he does I begin to howl. The pleasure is so intense but feels so good.
"You're going to make me c-cum," I gasp. Craig growls.
"Tweek….aaaggghhh….." he shouts Craig as his knot expands increasing my pleasure. My body tenses as I feel Craig's climax spreading through his entire body with his knot throbbing. My hand reaches back grabbing his that is on my ass.
"Babe…haa….aaagghhh…" I cry. I feel a little drunk from my mates lust. I whimper with my head resting back against Craig as he moans and growls feeling my climax flow through him. His head rested on my shoulder he groans before hissing as I purred. I couldn't help it. I could feel his love for me as much as he could feel mine.
"I'm so fucking happy….." says Craig lowly.
"Me too," I whisper.
"I'll change the sheets in the morning," he replies. I hum in response as that climax drained me. I nuzzle my face into my pillow drifting back off falling to sleep. I wake up on queue around 7am. Craig is still asleep. His knot most likely released sometime during the night. I grab some PJ bottoms before heading into our bathroom. I wash quickly to go get Lark. He usually wakes up first. Lark has dark hair just like Craig and his blue eyes. Lark has my nose and lips. Lucky for me he doesn't have my pale skin. I quietly leave our room heading down the hall. We purposely put the bedroom at the end opposite our room. We don't want the children to hear us mating. They are only two months old but we're not risking it. I walk into the room hearing Lark baby talking to himself. I'm thankful his siblings are asleep.
We have the boys on the left and the girls on the right. In the middle is a three chest draw with a lamp on top. I keep their PJ's in those draws. It was perfect in my opinion. It's in front of the window which I love. The noise machine helps them to stay asleep longer. I decided to go with this nice birch color wood that reminds me of Kyle's bedroom furniture. Craig didn't want me to have a nursery theme but I really wanted one. He said as long as it is not lame he's cool with it. I did a galaxy theme. I told him our babies are our world, our everything. He loved it naturally. I pick Lark up and he smiles at me instantly.
"Hey little guy," I whisper. "Let's get you changed and then you can eat!" He grunts like he is responding to me. I purr since he is so adorable. I head to the changing table getting Lark changed. I will change him out of his jammies once he is done eating. I sit down in the single sofa chair I use to feed them. It's so comfy. The chair is not too big and not too small. I lift my shirt knowing I will feed him from the right side. I cradle him and he latches on instantly. I sigh, relaxing into the sofa chair thinking about when I gave birth to them.
They arrived 3 weeks early. Craig was home as I went into labor at 11:44pm. I will never forget that feeling as I was in bed watching TV. Since I am not a female omega there is no breaking of the water. Male omegas go straight into contractions. My doctor had me head to the hospital immediately. They performed my c section at 5:30am. Craig was thrilled calling everyone. He gave no fucks that it was 5:30 in the morning. He posted on FB right away with photos the nurses took of us with the babies. The support we had was insane. Kyle came to the hospital before my parents could even get there. I chuckle at the memory. The labor pains were horrible leading up to the c section but they were all worth it. Lark finishes up as I grab the baby blanket. I pat his back until he burps.
"Good job," I tell him. I walk over to his carrier sitting him inside. I hand him a toy before walking over to the closet to pick out their clothes. Since the guys are coming to visit I really want to do the matchy matchy look. I decided to go with the red shirts Kyle had made for them. He has each shirt state thing 1, thing 2, thing 3, and thing 4. It was made to match the order they were born in. They will all be wearing jeans and red socks. If we weren't in February I would love to put the girls in denim skirts. I grab a white onesie along with everything I am putting on Lark. I pick him back up before taking him with me downstairs. "Looks like it going to be you and me." I take his carrier putting it on the kitchen island. I grab my water cup out of the fridge taking my vitamins and chugging. I need help producing milk. No surprise as I am feeding four little ones. It's hard to stock up on breast milk for Craig or my parents to feed them when I am not available.
"We are going to cook daddy breakfast," I explained to Lark as he smiles with all gums. "I'm thinking vegan pancakes, turkey bacon, scrambled egg whites with mushrooms and onions." Lark coos. "Daddy won't like the turkey bacon but it's for the best." I get to work on cooking breakfast for Craig and I. I'm half way done when I feel Craig is awake. He's kind of groggy. I bet one of our infants woke up. I swiftly start the coffee while warming up some breast milk for which little bean is awake. I have our plates fixed and ready to go when Craig walks into the kitchen with a fussy Leah. Her black curls are so messy. She only has a small patch of hair at the top of her head. She is pale like me. Poor baby girl. Craig groans. "Bottle right here."
"Perfect," he says, taking the bottle from me. Craig wasted no time shoving the bottle in Leah mouth. I chuckle sensing his relief when she stops crying. Craig has super sexy bed hair right now. He smirks feeling my emotions. "You trying to get some more of this di…"
"Craig!" I exclaim. "Not in front of the kids."
"They are babies," he defends. "They don't know what I am saying."
"We are practicing censorship," I replied, grabbing his plate. I break off some turkey bacon and feed him a piece. Craig happily eats it.
"Thanks babe," he replies. "You can hit the shower first."
"Alright," I reply. "It would be best if I did that before Liam and Lena wake up."
"Yes," says Craig pacing as he feeds Leah. "You know how I struggle with getting them dressed." I chuckle because he does. He is fine picking out outfits but he still moves very slow when putting their clothes on. I kiss his cheek peeking at Lark still playing nicely.
"Let me grab Leah's carrier real quick," I reply. I head upstairs grabbing her carrier so Craig can sit her down after she is done eating. I don't want him carrying her upstairs. Then to try and carry this thing downstairs with one hand. I'll pass on that. I make my way back to the kitchen sitting the carrier on the kitchen island. "I will get them dressed. Don't you worry about that. I'll be quick." I jog up the stairs. It's interesting how fast I can move now that I have kids. I never thought it would be possible to take a 15 minute shower. I remove my clothes soon as I walk into the room. I don't bother closing the door knowing no one but Craig will be walking in here.
The guys will be coming over around 3pm. The babies will be up from their 2nd nap at that time. I don't plan to cook this evening. Craig decided to order out. Nothing special. Just some pizza and wings. Can't go wrong with that. I'm glad the guys finished college and are able to come to visit. Otherwise they wouldn't have been. I'm waiting until the kids are older before going back to school to finish my last 3 classes. Damn I was so fucking close. I want to ensure I am here for my children. I want to be present in the moment. That shit can wait. Those were more so Craig's words not mine. I get dressed in some joggers and a long sleeve cotton tee shirt. I slide into my slippers before heading downstairs. Craig is in the living room with the TV on. He has the kids on a big blanket getting tummy time.
"Hey babe, you ready to shower?" I ask.
"And to go to bed," he huffs. "I'm fu-" He stops glancing at the kids. "I'm tired." I walk over kissing him.
"I know," I reply. "We can lay back down during their nap."
"Good point," he says. "Diapers changed, everyone fed. I also took care of the dishes."
"Someone is on fire," I say surprised. Craig rarely gets to help on chores when the babies are awake. They usually are eager for daddy time when he is home.
"They actually let me!" he exclaims.
"I will get the others dressed when you get out of the shower," I reply.
"Sounds like a plan," says Craig before going upstairs. I sit down on the blanket next to our kids. Leah is fussing as she hates tummy time.
"Sorry," I say softly. "This is needed to strengthen you." I would touch her but she will want me to pick her up. I want them on tummy time for another 15 minutes. I grab my phone to see what is going on social media. Didn't miss much. The usual stuff. Leah begins to cry. "5 more minutes baby girl." I can tell her siblings want to ease what Leah considers is suffering. They are cooing at her. They don't cry because the other is crying. They want to know what is going on. They can see she is fine. My phone chimes capturing my attention. I see it is Token.
Token: Looking forward to seeing you guys today! I will have the guys with me so need to worry about a lot of cars in front of your house.
Tweek: That is very kind of you. Can't wait to see you guys.
Token: Me too. It feels like it has been forever. Last time we saw you the kids were still baking.
I chuckle because it has only been a few months. At the same time I can understand how it feels forever. I stand up deciding to go and grab the baby's clothes. They won't be running off anywhere. I grab the outfits I pulled out earlier. I grab the last two carriers jogging back down the stairs. Leah decided to lay her head down on the blanket. She had enough of tummy time I guess. I put all the carriers lined up next to the blanket.
"All right mrs. dramatic," I say picking Leah up first. I get her onesie put on followed by her number two tee shirt. I slid on her stretched denim pants. It's a shame they are only this young once. Probably will only get a few uses out of this if we are lucky. She is happy as hell to not be doing tummy time anymore. I place Leah in her the carrier. I move swiftly getting all of the babies dressed and in their carriers. I am standing up stretching by the time Craig comes down stairs.
"I could hear Leah being fussy," he replies.
"You know how she is," I reply. Craig walks over pulling me by my waist. I submit turning my head to the side knowing he wants to scent me. I sigh as Craig rubs our neck scent glands together. My hand slowly slides us his chest. Craig growls lowly making me purr as my hand fists his shirt. He's going to make me hard if he keeps going. "Craig…" He buries his face into my neck.
"I want you….." he snarls.
"Not yet….." I whisper my nose nudging into his cheek. Hearing the babies coo brings Craig back to his senses. I know he needs more emotional contact than we had earlier that morning. This would occur throughout my pregnancy and sometime since I was cleared for mating. I understand as 6 weeks is a long time. I must remember to take care of my alpha later tonight.
"I know," pouts Craig. He kisses my cheek before looking at the kids. "What are you all so happy about?" They are smiling at us. "I swear it's like they know."
"They probably do," I reply. "It's why I told you to watch your adult language around them." Craig rolls my eyes knowing I'm right. I walk around the house ensuring everything is up to my liking. Craig gets the pizza and wings scheduled to be delivered at 4:30 this afternoon. We feed the kids, getting them down for their nap.
"Freaking finally," says Craig closing their room door. He grabs my hand as we walk into our bedroom. "I'm dying for a nap."
"You worked overtime yesterday," I reply. "I will pump once we wake up from our nap." I grab my phone setting the timer to an hour and 15 minutes. I pull my shirt over dropping my PJ bottoms. I can feel Craig before seeing him. "We need this time to rest."
"The way I feel I might last only 5 minutes!" begs Craig. I pull the covers back before grabbing myself a clean big night tee shirt.
"You say that but yet you be trying to go for 30 minutes!" I exclaim as Craig slides on PJ pants. He acts like he never gets any ass. Well he really hasn't for the past few weeks but I had to get doctor approval. Then the babies took over everything. We just got them on a decent schedule. Craig and I climb into bed. He spoons me immediately, kissing the back of my neck. He settles in.
"God, you feel better than any pillow," he mutters. I giggle closing my eyes, drifting off to sleep. Craig, despite him being horny does fall asleep as well. My alarm goes off and it feels like I just closed my eyes.
"Fuck," I mutter rolling on my back. I groan grabbing the phone turning off the ringer..
"Already," groans Craig.
"Sounds like elementary all over," I reply placing my forearm on head. "I use to hate getting up to wait at the bus stop in the morning."
"I'm not a morning person," says Craig. "If not for the kids I would still be working overnight."
"I know," I reply patting his arm. I still have my eyes closed. Both of us still feel groggy. I finally sit up getting dressed in what I will wear when the guys arrive. I put on some jeans and a nice tee shirt. Since the fireplace will be going, no need for me to be so buttoned up. Craig is still laying in bed. I can tell he dozed back off. I stand over Craig smiling as I watch him sleeping. I lean over kissing his cheek. He didn't even feel it as he is knocked out. I grab my phone seeing it is now 3:30. I walk into the hall hearing the babies cooing. At least they aren't crying. I open the door hearing they are all awake. I go to grab the girls first putting them in their carriers before grabbing the boys. In the carriers they seem happy as they can play with their toys and be curious at the same time. I carry them downstairs one at a time nowhere near as strong as Craig. I turn on the TV and put it on a show for the babies. I'm satisfied with how the house looks.
Token: Outside!
I glance at my phone realizing they are early. This is Token we are talking about. He doesn't believe in being late. I walk over unlocking and opening the door. David is practically bolting for the door. Craig is going to be so disappointed he missed greeting them but his rest is more important to me.
"Hi," I greet. David hugs me hard.
"I miss you!" he exclaims. I laugh patting his back.
"That much huh," I reply. "Clyde you look um good." Clyde has gained weight but he certainly gained muscle.
"His coaches encouraged him to beef up," says Token, clicking on the alarm. "You look great."
"Thank you," I reply blushing allowing them to come inside. "Shoes off please." The guys slide their shoes off placing them on the shoe bench we have by our front door. I make sure the door is locked. "Craig is still resting but me and mini clan are up."
"This house is so nice," says Clyde glancing around. "I could have a killer party here."
"None of that will be going on," I reply. "This is our place of peace."
"Oh!" exclaims David laying eyes on the babies first. "They are so tiny."
"They were smaller than this," I reply stepping off to the side.
"They have numbers on their shirts," notes Clyde.
"Yes," I reply. "In the order they were born. Lark, Leah, Lena, and Liam."
"Those are a lot of L's no pun intended," chuckles Token.
"i wanted them to match a little bit," I reply. "Did you guys want to hold them? Food won't be here for another 30 minutes."
"Hell yeah," says David. "Does it matter who?"
"Not at all," I reply. "I will let you guys figure out which one is a mini Craig."
"You're kidding!" exclaims Clyde. "They are just two months!"
"They have personalities," I reply. "They are people after all. Whoever you pick up you will be bottle feeding." I still need to pump. I can do that when craig wakes up. It's interesting watching the guys try to figure out who they are going to pick up. Clyde goes for Leah picking her up. She shoves her fist in her mouth with her head tilting. "Support the neck Clyde."
"Oh right, right," he replies. He lays Leah in his left arm. I can tell she likes Clyde as she keep staring at him. David picked up Laim whereas Token went for Lena fusses as he picks her up.
"Awe, don't be that way." says Token trying to poke Lena's cheek. She grabs his finger, continuing to fuss. "Did I get the mini Craig?" I laugh because he did. I walk over picking up Lark so he doesn't feel left out.
"I'm going to prepare the bottles," I explained as I walked into the kitchen.
"Can you do that with him in your arms?" asks Clyde.
"Yes," I reply. "You learn to multitask when you have children."
"How are you not tired?" asks David.
"For one I am still on maternity leave," I explain getting out the breast milk to begin defrosting. "For two I have an amazing alpha who helps me greatly. That is why he is still sleeping." I get some hot water ready in bowls.
"You are so lucky," replies Token. "Some alphas aren't good at handling a household with a litter."
"Communication, patience and a schedule is everything," I reply. I recall Craig fighting me on the scheduled situation. He thought I was doing the most. I bet he is thanking me now. "We also have a lot of support from my parents and Tricia. Although Craig doesn't care for her very much." David is cradling Liam. He tickles him. Liam is staring at him thinking he is crazy. They are not at the tickle stage yet. Maybe in another month or two. Defrosting the milk doesn't take long at all. The guys focus on the babies while I prepare the bottles. Once I have Lark's bottle, I sit down on the sofa.
"They are such good babies," notes Token.
"They are but that could change at any moment," I reply. "You are going to need to burp them when they are done."
"How do we know they are done?" asks Clyde.
"Usually when the bottle is empty," I explain. "I know how much they need. The bottle has been portioned out for them. They will finish it."
"Spoken like a true omega that knows their litter," says Token proudly. I smile because I do. I hear the door letting me know the food has arrived. I set Lark in his carrier positioning the bottle to set up with a small pillow. I head to the door opening it. I thank the guy who delivered my pizza and wings. Craig paid online leaving me to only sign. I take everything into the kitchen, sitting it down on the island. Everything smells so good. I don't eat pizza and wings often. I need burp Lark before I even consider eating. I pick him back up.
"How are things going for Craig?" asks Token. He puts Lena on his back, beginning to pat her back.
"Good as can be," I reply. "Work has been going well for him. He has been working a lot of overtime."
"He has to be exhausted," states David. "I know working 10-12 shifts at the restaurant takes it out of me. On an off day I can easily sleep 11 hours."
"Craig is a manager and it usually isn't so bad," I reply. "Sadly he just recently lost some people. He is having to step up."
"Man that is ass," says Clyde.
"It is and no cussing in front of my children please," I reply with a chuckle.
"Oh!" exclaims Clyde. He looks so guilty. "I'm so sorry."
"It's okay," I reply. "I know we did a lot of bad mouthing as kids but I don't want to give our children the impression they can use it just yet."
"Man those were the days," says Token. I chuckle adjusting Lark's bottle. He is almost done.
"Shame these little ones won't have a childhood like we did," I reply. "Not the crazy stuff but being able to ride their bikes up and down the street, going off exploring. Too many crazy people out here."
"Tell me about it," says Token getting Leah to burp. "I use to love walking to neighborhood to play with you guys. Just doing whatever. It felt the neighborhood was our playground. We could do anything."
"You can put the babies back in their carrier when they are done if you want," I reply.
"I want to keep holding her," says Clyde as Lena spits up while being burped. Clyde was holding her sitting up. He got some on his hand and sleeve by his wrist. "Oh man!"
"I forgot to warn you about that," I reply. "I'm so sorry!" I move to stand up.
"I got it," says David, rising to his feet.
"The paper towels are on the counter next to the stove," I explain.
"Well at least she is smiling," says Clyde. We all chuckle. "Man, the pizza smells good." Lark finishes his bottle. I begin to pat his back with him burping quickly.
"Okay Lark," I reply. "Time for some self soothing." I sit Lark in his carrier handing him a toy. I stand up feeling Craig's lust through my body. It is so sudden my knees buckle causing me to grab the arm of the chair.
"Whoa, you okay?" asks Token. I close my eyes for a minute.
"I'm fine but Craig I'm not so sure," I reply. "Can you all keep an eye on the kids?"
"Of course we can," replies David. "Please go check on Craig." I grab my phone while holding in a purr. Craig is not going into rut but clearly his inner alpha can't wait. He needs me.