Page 97 of His Gentle Omega
“Shh,” he told me seriously. “I’m conversing here.”
“Conversing?” Giggling, my belly shook, and he watched it, fascinated. “With the baby?”
“Yes, it’s never too early,” he told me, pushing himself up until he hovered over me, keeping his weight off me with his arms.
His warmth still enveloped me, his heat stirring my blood. My hips cradled his, and I could feel his hard cock rubbing against my crease.
“Mmm,” closing my eyes, I stretched, arching, wanting, needing more of that delicious friction.
It had been way too long since we had touched, and I wanted him.
Leaning down, his breath ghosted over my hungrily waiting lips. “I’m free, Bennett. It’s over.”
Staring into his eyes, the pupils nearly blown, and the blue almost erased by black, I nodded. “I know.”
Wrapping my hand around the back of his neck, I curled my fingers in the soft hair there, and pulled him down to me. My hole was already damp with slick, my cock bobbing between us.
His mouth captured mine in a desperate kiss, our tongues meeting, twining around each other. Tasting, delving into the dark crevices, making us both ache with need.
“I want you, Bennett,” Shay rasped against the skin of my neck. “More than I’ve ever wanted anyone.”
My whole body shivered, shaking with an intensity I had never experienced before. Arching my neck beneath his devouring mouth, I hissed, “Yes!”
His fingers played with my nipple, tweaking it to a hard nub, and I squirmed beneath him. Wanting to feel his weight on me, pushing me into the mattress, branding me ashis.
His hand skimmed down to my navel, then lightly over my rounded bump. “I don’t want to hurt you. Either of you.”
His face was intense, but there was a flicker of worry in his eyes. Taking his face in my hands, I pulled him in for another breath stealing kiss. “You won’t. It’s perfectly safe. Even your knot.”
“Yeah,” he rasped, his hands roaming reverently across my skin, touching me everywhere.
“I want it, Shay,” I moaned, moving restlessly against his fiery skin, “I need it. It’s been too long. I ache for you.”
“Mmmm,” he murmured against the skin of my belly, laving my belly button before trailing butterfly kisses across the expanse of my bump. “What did you do when you ached for me? Did you touch yourself?”
“Yessss,” my breath hitched when his hot breath blew across the tip of my leaking dick.
“Show me,” he ordered, settling himself between my legs and looking up at me expectantly, his face determined.
Reaching down between us, I bent my knees, drawing them up, then slid my hand around my aching cock. Hissing at the contact, I planted my feet firmly, before cupping my balls and rolling them.
Shay’s eyes were burning embers of fire as he watched my hands, transfixed. So close I could feel his breath against my skin. Skimming a finger over my tightly furrowed hole, I ran itaround my rim, coating it with my slick, before pushing it inside myself.
Shay moved further down the bed, lying almost flat, his eyes never straying from the finger I was fucking myself with. Adding a second finger, I moaned wantonly, loudly, not caring if the neighbors heard me.
“Fuck, Bennett,” he rasped, “you have the prettiest fucking hole.”
Suddenly, his tongue was swiping a path over the fingers I was pumping in and out of myself and my rim. Shay slowly, so slowly, pulled my fingers from me, before replacing them with his nose.
Inhaling deeply, he made a chuffing sound, then growled. “So fucking sweet and spicy. Intoxicating. I could stay like this forever, smelling you, eating you.”
And he did just that. Licking his tongue over and over my hole, lapping up my slick, until I was a writhing, moaning, needy mess on the bed, begging for him to fill me. His tongue slipped easily into my softened hole, fucking me much like my fingers had done.
“Shay!” I gasped, panting, tossing my sweaty head from side to side. “Shaaayyyy!”
His hand reached up, capturing my dick, jacking me to the same rhythm his tongue was fucking me, and I couldn’t hold back my orgasm. Arching off the bed, heels digging into his shoulders, I shoved my ass into his face while my cum sprayed my stomach and chest. He ate me out through my orgasm, and I could do nothing more but lay there, boneless, while tiny aftershocks raced across my skin.
Shay licked a stripe of my cum off my stomach, then slid up my body. Kissing me, his tongue slid inside my mouth easily and I tasted myself, mixed with him.
