“They all think you’re insane. You’re supposed to love your Omega in a quiet, dignified way.”
“Not me!” Alexei retorted. “I love my Omega in a loud, unmissable, obsessed kind of way.”
“I cannot wait to see what our baby looks like,” I nuzzled at her throat, loving the way those beautiful little laugh lines crinkled up.
“Can I feel your belly? I want to high-five our baby.”
“Of course,” she said, turning her face for a kiss, and my hand was already trembling as I put it on her belly.
Alexei joined me, another big hand on the other side of Jessabella’s swollen belly.
“That’s right, high five, buddy.”
“I think I felt a foot,” I marveled. “Baby is ready to go, Omega. They are so ready to be here with us.”
“Let’s see,” Alexei listed out. “There’s spicy food. And I have a candied jalapeno for that! Taking a walk to get the contractions started. Bouncing on your birthing ball. And, of course. . .sex. With lots and lots of nipple stimulation.”
My mouth started filling with drool already.
“Let’s try walking,” she said, teasingly, as if she could already tell my cock was twitching in my pants, anxious to please her.
Alexei took one hand, I took her other, and we gently brought Jessabella to her feet.
“Didn’t even have to lift a finger,” she said. “I’m so spoiled.”
“You absolutely are,” I whispered in her ear. “And that’s just how an Omega should be.”
As we walked along the manor grounds, heads turned.
No one could ignore or look past Jessabella now, and I loved showing her off like this, her dress billowing around the swollen belly, her engorged breasts filled with milk.
I wassoready to be a dad.
But a little walk did not start her contractions. Nor did the candied jalapenos. Or the eggplant.
“We’ve tried everything,” she said, giving us a little smirk.
“One more thing,” I breathed as I drew her inside and into the bedroom where we loved to pleasure our Omega for hours. “Let us get your body ready for labor.”
Excitement spiraled in me as Alexei pulled off her dress, exposing her heavy, overflowing breasts and bursting belly, and I carefully lowered her pussy over my mouth.
It was such a juicy beautiful swollen thing, and I ran my tongue worshipfully around her folds as Alexei spread her thighs gently so he could run naughty fingers all down the crack of her sweet little ass and tease her tiny asshole.
She squealed and giggled as I began to work her clit, my own body tensing with excitement as she began to grind on my face.
“You taste unbelievable, sweet like blackberry pie, and I want you running down my chin.”
Her belly was so massive, blotting out the light, her breasts plump and swollen, the tips engorged with milk for our baby, and Alexei was spreading her lips wide, just how I liked it, so I felt the exact moment her whole body tensed and she came, liquid heat pouring out and splashing me sensually on the chin and soaking my T-shirt while I groaned loudly.
“Let me do one,” Alexei said, pushing my chin aside so he could fit his fingers onto her sensitive clit.
Jessabella cried out with pleasure, her hips moving erotically, grinding back and forth over my face and when she reached back for my cock I could barely contain myself.
Her big belly moved back and forth, sometimes hiding her face, then giving me a glimpse of her lips parted and panting, and I gave her a kiss as she ground by.
“You look so stunning carrying our baby. Oh my god, you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. If this doesn’t put you into labor, I’m going to paint you.”
“I never took two rich boys for the artistic type,” she teased, running her finger over the slick tip of my cock, then sticking her pink tongue out to lick up my precum.
