Not His Omega To Love by GS Holmes

27Ethan

Cody’s facecrumpled as he walked into the living room. I opened my arms, and he settled himself right onto my lap and buried his face into my neck as he cried. When he’d left the house two hours earlier, he’d sworn that he wouldn’t cry—that he’d prepared for this, but the hormones coupled with the fact that both his friends were now gone were too much. He hadn’t stood a chance.

“I’m sorry your friends had to move away for college.” I rubbed his back. “But you’ll see them when they get back for the holidays, and you know Piper is going to call you every day.”

“Maybe at first, but then she’ll find other friends, and I won’t be her bestie anymore.”

“She can have more than one bestie, just like the new friends you made at the baby class.”

For the past three weeks, we had been attending to prepare for the birth of our baby. It had been nineteen years since I had a baby around the house, and Cody had been panicking that he knew nothing about raising a child after I’d shown him the nursery that I’d prepped for us to decorate. He hadn’t been able to figure out what we would need, and he’d cried that he would be a horrible parent since he didn’t even know what his child needed. Now the nursery was done, and I’d babyproofed the house last week.

“We talked about you starting classes in January instead of waiting for a whole year. You’ll be making your own friends in no time.”

He exhaled deeply. “You’re right. Oh man, I hope all this emotional stuff will be over as soon as the baby comes out.”

“You’re fine.” I squeezed his leg. “So very fine.”

“And you’re strange. Why do you find me so attractive like this?”

“I guess I’ll have to keep you pregnant, don’t I?”

“No way!”

“I’m just kidding, love.”

“Not until I’m finished with college, or you’ll find yourself with two babies on your hands while I’m studying.”

“I don’t mind. You know by now I’ll do anything for you.”

He hugged me tightly. “You’re the best alpha ever.”

I slipped my hand down his bottom and cupped him, and he giggled. “Didn’t we have sex this morning?”

I reached for the first button on his shirt and quickly undid them all. “I’m following doctor’s orders. He prescribed lots of sex with knotting when we saw him this week.”

“I see you’re taking his words to heart.”

“Always if it’s about your well-being and he did say it would make your delivery better.”

I caressed his nipples lightly, aware of how sensitive they’d gotten. The area around the nipples was swollen and tender. I leaned over and licked at one nipple, and a shudder rippled through him.

“Oh.”

I kept brushing and licking until the rich scent of his slick filled the room. My nostrils flared, and my mouth hungered for a taste of him.

Kneeling at his feet, I helped him out of his sandals and the rest of his clothes. I grasped his balls and held them tight while I swallowed down his cock to the back of my throat.

“Ethan,” he gasped, thrusting his hips. He ran a hand over his nipples, tweaking them. He was so sexy, and the curve of his belly had my cock so thick and heavy.

“On your knees.” I helped him onto his knees on the sofa. He spread them apart and gripped the back of the sofa for support. I knelt behind him and spread his ass, licking the slick between his cheeks. I kissed my way up to his hole and plunged my tongue as far as it could go.

“Oh damn, your tongue feels so good,” he moaned, shaking his ass as I tongued him. “Don’t stop. Fuck me with your tongue, please.”

He quivered beneath me, his cock leaking over the couch. He was so close. I wanted him to come with my cock deep inside him, and I gave him one last lick, then wiped his juices from my face with the back of my hand and rose to my feet. Holding my cock by the base, I pressed the head against his hole and hissed, clamping my eyes closed as I slid deep into him.

He keened loudly, rocking back his hips. “Oh yes, oh, I love that big cock inside me.”

“How much do you love it?” I pulled out and thrust back in.

His incoherent cries were enough. I pushed his cheeks apart and watched my cock disappear and reappear as it did its magician’s act over and over again. I took him deep but slowly, riding his ass the way he loved me to take him.

“I’m coming, coming, coming,” he shouted, hugging the back of the sofa. He shot his load, ass tightening and slicking over more. Each thrust of my cock squished inside him, my length sliding with ease from the added lubrication. So fucking good I couldn’t say my name had anyone asked.

“Goddamn, Cody.” I ran my hands up his back and emptied my seed inside him. One day. One day I was going to fill him with my cum, and he was going to get pregnant.

My knot swelled at the base, locking us together. I’d stopped knotting him recently for fear it was harmful, but the doctor had recommended the opposite. He tightened around the bulge that stretched his insides. A shiver ran down his spine, and I kissed the space between his shoulder blades.

“Oh god, Ethan,” he groaned. “Love your knot, filling my ass.”

He came over and over until he was limp and moaning. I carefully shifted us, so he sat in my lap with his back to my chest as I claimed the sofa, and my ass landed in our stickiness. He rested his head against my shoulder, and I kissed his neck, rubbing my hand over his chest and belly.

“We need a new couch.”

He laughed. “Or we could stop having sex on it.”

“I prefer the first solution.” I kissed his shoulder and smiled as the baby moved. He groaned. “Hurts?”

“No, just uncomfortable.”

“Don’t worry. It’s almost time.” In two more weeks, our baby would be in our lives.

“Are you ready to be a father again?” he asked.

“Oh yeah. I’m looking forward to this journey with you, Cody Finch.”