Desire Me, Daddy's Little Omega
“Well… since you’re an Omega, Miss Piper, that means you’ll need additional nutrition to carry your pup safely.”
“W-what kind of nutrition?” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper.
Her cheeks flushed a deep, burning red. “The nutrition I mean, Miss Piper, is the pup’s father’s semen,” she coughed, flustered. “You will need to, um… have regular sexual intercourse with the pup’s father to keep the pregnancy stable.”
My mouth dropped open. I just stared at her.
For a long moment, the room was utterly silent.
“I’m sorry,” I said flatly, my voice trembling with disbelief. “You’re telling me that to keep this miracle Alpha pup alive, I have to—”
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