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  1. “I want a baby” Shane confessed, voice trembling, Ilya’s eyebrows scrunched together, and Shane’s omega, so sensitive from being bared open, completely raw, took that as rejection. Shane started to sob, uncontrollable tears flooding his vision as he was engulfed in Ilya’s scent, burning softly like cedarwood. Ilya pulled back, stroking Shane’s teary freckles, “Of course, we can my love” he said, “We can look at the options. There is surrogacy; however, is not very ethical. There is adoption-” “No” Shane whispered, “I want your baby. I wanna have your pups.” Or Shane really wants to have Ilya's baby. He's also really horny.

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  2. “I-” David frowned, “I had a bit of a hard time, after Shane was born. He was born early, and he was so small. I was barely sleeping, staying up to feed him. Yuna felt guilty, I think, being an alpha. You know, Yuna and I, we couldn’t have another child. But you already know that. It took a while for us to uhh-- rekindle the romance” David cringed at his own wording, watching Ilya's wide-eyed expression. David forced a smile, “What helped me was- well”, David shrugged, looking a little embarrassed, “When Yuna started to court me again. She would do small things for me, buy me some new clothes, put on music that I liked- that one might not work for Shane. Rearrange our nest, buy new swaddles for Shane.” Or Ilya courts Shane after giving birth to their pup. Shane squirts.

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  3. Shane was craving control, craving submission. There was a multitude of things that he couldn’t change, things that he had to step away from. And it had been worth it, worth it to have Ilya in his bed every morning with their little bear sleeping in his crib. To be able to curl up in their nest to breastfeed, watching hockey highlights on their flat-screen television that Ilya had insisted on getting. Shane swallowed, lifting his chin as he pushed Ilya down, strong thighs bracketing his torso, “Hold onto something, Rozanov.” Ilya was on him a second, grabbing Shane around the hips, flipping him over until he was facing Ilya’s feet, bare ass in Ilya’s face. Shane gasped out, the sound collapsing into a whimper as Ilya slipped a finger between his slick folds, rubbing at the entrance of his cunt, “Looks like mommy is getting a little cocky, yes?” he murmured, “I think you will be the one who is holding on." Or Post-partum Shane finally gets what he wants (cock!)

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