Page 47 of My Omega's Baby
He groaned as I sucked harder, working his thickness with my tongue. I was so turned on my cock pressed my zipper with a horrible ache. I wanted to be inside him more than anything in the world, but I knew he was too fragile right now. Sucking him off was perfect because all he had to do was stand back and enjoy himself.
His thrusts became quicker, and his fingers clutched my hair painfully. “Oh, fuck, oh, fuck,” he whimpered.
I pulled off him a little so I could use my hand and my mouth. I gripped the thick base of his cock, and I worked the sensitive head with my mouth relentlessly. Bobbing my head up and down, I was spurred on by his husky, desperate words of encouragement. I’d never been one to put the other guy first. My own pleasure was usually an important thing to me, but right now all I could think about was pleasing him.
My cock was so hard I knew if I even touched myself I’d come. So I ignored my own needs and just fixated on sucking my omega dry.My omega. The thought of that made me stutter my movements briefly, but then the idea filled me with renewed lust. Blade was mine. He was my omega, and he was carrying my offspring. I didn’t feel weird about him being a man anymore. My alpha wanted what it wanted, and that was Blade Carr.
His hips bucked faster now, his head thrown back and his mouth parted. “Wyatt,” he whispered. “Oh, fuck. Feels so good.”
I increased the suction, and he gasped and fucked my mouth harder still. His breaths were jagged and desperate as he pumped into my mouth. I couldn’t wait to taste him, and I knew he was close. I stroked his balls and sucked harder, and he gave two clumsy, hard thrusts and came.
A flood of hot cum bathed my throat, and I sucked harder still as he groaned and emptied his cock into my mouth. His movements slowed and he panted and stumbled slightly as if his legs had almost given out. When I was positive I’d swallowed every last drop, I let him slip from my mouth. Then I stood and kissed him, and he wound his arms around my waist.
We held each other for a few moments, and then he moved away and pulled his robe closed. I studied him in silence, waiting for him to tell me his decision.
“Was that you trying to influence me?” He had a half smile as he spoke.
“Did it work?”
He laughed. “Maybe.”
I lifted one shoulder. “Full disclosure: that was just me trying to give you some pleasure because I can see you’re suffering.”
He rubbed his stomach. “Yeah. This sucks.”
“If I’m here I can take care of all your needs.” I tried to sound coaxing. “And you know I’m a good cook. Sex and delicious food. What more can a pregnant omega ask for?”
“A magical cure to make me unpregnant?” He scowled.
“Well, that’s out of my skill set.”
His lips twitched. “Just hearing you admit you’re not perfect is a nice change.”
I hung my head. “I have no illusions I’m perfect, Blade. Far from it.” I glanced up under my brows. “But I want to take care of you.”
He remained quiet for a moment, and then he said, “Since when?”
I sighed. “Since that night.” I gestured to his stomach. “The night got you pregnant. I can’t stop thinking about protecting you and making you happy.”
“God, who are you?” He looked at me with his eyes wide.
My face warmed. “It’s instinct. I can’t help it.”
His gaze softened. “I guess I get it. I feel like I need that now, and I’m sure you know needing people isn’t my thing.” He twisted his lips as if deep in thought. “What exactly would happen? You’d stay here with me the next few months, and then we’d go to the compound in the mountains to… have the baby?” He looked like he was embarrassed as he finished speaking.
“Is that what you want?”
“I don’t know what I want.” He tensed his jaw, and then he continued. “But I know I can’t do this alone.”
Excitement filled my gut. “Really?”
He nodded hesitatingly. “Yes.”
I straightened and restrained myself from hugging him like I wanted to. “So then I’ll just stay.” I bit my lower lip to hold back my enthusiasm.
“What do we say to people?”
I cocked my head. “About?”
