Page 30 of Convincing the Heartbroken Beta

“Come on, sweetheart.” He rolled onto his back then patted the spot between him and Sascha. “Join us.”

While he climbed onto the bed—still clutching the towel tightly—both Sascha and Brandon propped themselves up against the pillows. Neither of them were nearly as naked as he was, but Sascha was only wearing a tee and Brandon was down to his tank and briefs. Cam tried to be subtle and not get caught staring at Brandon’s sizeable package, his erection clearly outlined against the thin, white fabric.

Cam swallowed hard and glanced between the two shifters. “Hey.”

Brandon grinned and placed his palm on Cam’s belly. “Hey yourself.”

Sascha laid his head on Cam’s shoulder and snuggled up to his side. Cam jumped as the baby kicked his arm.

“Whoa! That was awesome.”

Sascha lifted his head. “You felt that?”

Without thinking, Cam grabbed Brandon’s hand and placed on Sascha’s belly. The baby kicked three times in a row.

Brandon grinned. “You’re right, Cam. That was awesome.”

Their combined attention on Sascha’s pregnancy reminded him of something.

“Oh, by the way, it’s okay for Sascha to have sex.”

Brandon snorted. “You’re giving me your permission?”

While Sascha laughed, Cam ran what he’d said through his mind.

“Yeah, I guess that was kind of random. When we were discussing my horrible guilt over all this last night, I’d assumed you guys were already going at it. But then Sascha told me why nothing had happened when you slept together. So, I told him all about my sister and how horny she was when she was pregnant.”

Brandon snorted again. “Not sure I need to know more about that.”

Sascha grinned. “Yeah, Cam thought you couldn’t get it up.”

Cam gasped. “Sascha!” He whipped his head around to face Brandon. “I was just kidding.”

Sascha poked him in the ribs. “No you weren’t.”

Cam fell against the pillows and screwed his eyes shut. How could things get any more humiliating?

“Now, now boys,” Brandon chastised. “Let’s get serious for a few minutes so I can get my hands on you both.”

Both he and Sascha answered simultaneously, “Sorry.”

Brandon petted Sascha’s belly, his arm lying across Cam’s stomach. The heat radiating from his mates as they surrounded him, the sensation of being held from the way their bodies framed him, put him in a state of calm. Nothing could ever be wrong with the world when he was with Brandon and Sascha like this.

“Back to the subject of whether Sascha can have sex,” Brandon said. “While I didn’t have a sister to consult, I did speak with Asha.” Brandon chuckled. “And she teased me plenty about my assumption that Sascha was off limits.”

Sascha traced his fingers over the back of Brandon’s hand covering his baby bump, then dragged them higher to explore Cam’s chest. Cam’s cock twitched in interest and he tried to think of unsexy things so he could concentrate on what Brandon was saying.

My sister kissing her gross, smelly boyfriend. Just because they were wolves half the time didn’t mean they couldn’t use deodorant.

His musings did the trick and he regarded Brandon. “Does she know if the baby is a boy or girl? I was thinking we should start shopping for little outfits and stuff.”

Brandon gave him a soft smile. “She didn’t. But I’m sure we can get some gender-neutral ‘little outfits’.”

Sascha snickered and Cam didn’t think he got the joke. “Don’t you want to get stuff for the baby yet, Sascha?”

Sascha snuggled up to him some more. “I do. Brandon, can we look on your computer tomorrow to order some things? Or are there places in town to get baby clothes and furniture?”

Brandon frowned. “Yes, on the computer and I have no idea on anything in town.” Brandon turned to Cam. “What did your sister do?”