I growled and closed the space between us, tossing the paintbrush aside to grasp both his wrists gently. “Don’t say that even as a joke. You know I think you’re the sexiest thing alive.”
He blushed, his cheeks a shade darker than the pink wall. “Really?”
“I’ll say it until you believe me.” I kissed his cheek, then along his jaw. “Or maybe I should just prove it to you with my body.”
Skylar shivered and let out a very soft moan. “Maybe you should.”
“Then let’s get out of the nursery before we make even more of a mess in here.”
“So you admit it’s a mess,” Skylar teased.
I answered him by gently squeezing his sensitive nipples and earning a startled cry of pleasure.
“They’re so damn sensitive,” Skylar mumbled.
When I ushered him out of the nursery and into the bedroom, I unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his bare chest. His nipples had grown bigger and deeper in color, along with becoming little buttons of electric sensation. I took one in my mouth and sucked. Skylar’s gasp turned into a long moan.
“Fuck, it feels good,” he said, gripping his fingers in my hair. “Oh, god, Raf…”
I swirled my tongue across it, flicking it and suckling gently. Every action made Skylar whimper and twitch. His whole body trembled. I would never know the exact sensation of having my pregnant nipples played with, but it must have felt damn amazing to turn him into a melting puddle like this. I’d suck on them forever if it meant making Skylar feel good.
“The other one,” he begged, urging me there. I locked my lips around his untouched nipple and performed the same actions until Skylar was moaning and cursing softly under his breath.
At some point we laid across the bed. I straddled Skylar gently, careful not to bump his belly, and sucked his nipples until he cried out that he couldn’t take it anymore and begged me to stop. I pulled away, licking my lips with a smirk.
“Too much?” I asked.
He nodded, breathless. “I felt like I was gonna die if you kept sucking on them. In a good way.”
I glanced down at his lower half. His cock was fully hard, brushing the underside of his belly and leaking at the tip.
“So you’re saying it would feeltoogood if I sucked your nipple and jerked you off at the same time?” I asked.
Skylar’s eyes widened and his face turned a deep red. “Um…” He bit his lip. “Maybe you should try it and find out.”
“Sneaky omega.”
I laid my head near Skylar’s chest and my arm snaked down his side to grasp his cock. Skylar took a moment to relax at the explosion of sensation, then nodded for me to continue.
I engulfed his swollen nipple with my lips, taking care of every inch of it. Skylar moaned beneath me, his limp body trembling with pleasure. At the same time I grasped his cock and slowly but firmly stroked up. It was warm and throbbed in my hand. My own cock was going crazy, but this moment was purely for Skylar. I ignored the ache in my pants and focused on giving my pregnant mate the most pleasure possible.
“Sit up a second,” I asked him.
He shuffled up and allowed me to worm my free arm around his shoulders, then gasped when he realized why I’d asked. I had my mouth on one nipple, and my other hand was now free to play with the other. Skylar’s moan was a cry of pure ecstasy as I gently squeezed both his nipples and gave him a handjob at the same time.
“Oh my god, oh god, it’s too much,” he whimpered.
“Should I stop?”
“No,” he almost yelled. “Fuck, don’t stop.”
I chuckled before my mouth became busy again.
Skylar arched and bucked his hips beneath my touch. His cock twitched and I was sure he’d spill over at any moment. Meanwhile his nipples had gotten even more swollen from arousal, and I moaned while sucking and squeezing them. The sounds coming out of Skylar’s mouth were incomprehensible, little moans and whimpers and pleading cries for more.
“I can’t, I can’t, Raf, I’m--”
There was no more warning before Skylar’s body tensed and he nearly screamed in pleasure. His cock throbbed and shot out thick ropes of cum, spattering his own belly and my hand. I continued sucking and kneading his tender nipples the whole time until he collapsed. A thin line of drool trickling down the corner of his mouth told me how good the orgasm was. I smiled and wiped it away.
