Page 44 of Single Omega Dad
I leaned back. “Fuck me,” I said.
“Insatiableanddemanding.”
“Fuck yes,” I agreed. “But it is your turn, too.” I sat up.
“Are you sure in your condition?”
“It told you. It’s okay. Really. Have you never been with a pregnant Omega?”
He shook his head.
“It’s actually good for us hormonally to have this, uh, this sort of affection. And stretching is good. All the way up to the birth.” My face heated at the words.
I could see his cock bobbing in the shadowy dimness. Big and fully hard. Thick like I liked them when I was young on the chattel farm and serviced Alpha Burns.
At the root of his cock, Mathias wore a silver ring. I had heard of cock-rings, of course, but never seen one in person and on an actual man standing before me. The idea that he wore it, and had had it on all this time, turned me on even more than I already was.
Mathias rolled between my legs, pushing my thighs apart and up, tugging a pillow into place beneath my hips.
My hole leaked. I wanted an ass orgasm this time, already anticipating the wave it could produce like a tsunami. To help him, I put my hands around my own thighs and pulled them close to my chest.
I was open and ready, my ass ready for him. Tingling, wet.
Mathias put his hand there to feel and assess. “You’re a wet little sweetheart, aren’t you?”
I couldn’t believe how much his endearment turned me on. He couldn’t have played more into my fantasies if he tried. “Put it in me,” I commanded, arching up.
Without hesitation, he positioned himself. The head of his large cock pressed my entrance. So big. So hard. What my body craved.
He grabbed my shoulder with one hand, and with his other on his cock, aimed into me and pushed.
I felt the entry with every inch, a smooth but quite large intrusion. My hole stretched to take him, soaked and ready, but it was still a lot. Mathias was big. Heavily ripped. His body pressed mine with such a fierce, earnest need it made my flesh grow hot and cold all over. Gorgeous. Fervent. Feverish even without the Burn. He was everything I dreamed of, and that I hadn’t dared to ever dream of having.
My sensitive insides became immediately stimulated, and my muscles eased up to let him all the way in. When he was seated, my ass pulsed all around him.
“Fuck,” he whispered. “What are you doing?”
“It feels so good. My body can’t help it.”
“Squeezing me like that?” He pressed himself forward until his face was at my neck, his breath warm on my jaw and ear. “I’ve never felt so… so welcome.”
“What? But don’t all Omegas--”
He cut me off. “I guess not,” he hissed, sucking at my skin and no doubt leaving a pleasure bruise right below my ear.
What kinds of experiences had this man been having with Omegas his whole life? I thought all Omega’s ass muscles milked their partners. I quickly lost that thought as his cock grew bigger inside me.
I couldn’t help my response to him. His cock stimulated every Omega nerve along my passage. My hole gripped him as if my body never wanted to let him go.
For a long time he didn’t move. Maybe he couldn’t. Maybe he didn’t want to.
Finally, he broke the silence.
“Take a breath,” he whispered.
As I drew air into my lungs, he pulled out very slowly.
I cried out in pleasure as his cock brushed my prostate as well as the secretion glands that wept natural lubricant when invigorated by an Alpha’s erect, thrusting penis.
