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Sweet heaven!
I’d fucked him open.
I’d somehow breached his womb on the first wave. That shouldn’t be possible!
Yet I could feel the small pouch of flesh spasming around my cockhead. The pleasure was out of this world.
Jamie kept sobbing, lost in ecstasy. His inner muscles milked my cock, and the alpha in me beat his chest with victory.
The most primitive thoughts flooded my brain, the crudest words and images.
Breed that hole. Those milky tits will get even bigger. Breed. Stuff his womb full of cum. Feel that ripe, greedy ass? It wants your cum. More. Deeper. Breed it.
My knot pulsed and my dick jerked as Jamie’s insides sucked the cum out of me.
I couldn’t stop it from happening. God forgive me, I didn’t want to stop it.
Curled over him and around him, I hugged his small body to me. My hands drifted to his chest and covered his enlarged nipples.
He’s my omega. He belongs to me.
I clutched him to me and rolled us to the side. Jamie pressed his ass into my lap and turned his head, searching for my mouth.
I kissed him, rocking into him. His lips closed around my upper lip, then parted for my tongue.
It felt so soft and tender compared to what we’d just done. Jamie hummed into the kiss as I pushed my tongue into his mouth. He sucked on it the same way his open womb sucked on my cockhead.
My swollen dick jerked anew, giving him another load. And another. The mouth to his womb kept pulsating.
Seeing his face, I’d gotten some of my humanity back, but the sense of ownership lingered.
Jamie moaned softly and opened his eyes. His pupils were blown.
“You’re breeding me,” he murmured. He sounded drunk.
The sexual haze didn’t allow me to feel guilty about any of this. I thrust with my knot, fucking the channel to his womb with my cockhead.
Fuck yes, I was breeding him.
And I’d give him more.
Jamie’s eyes flashed white; his mouth fell open with a groan, the corners of his lips curving up. He looked completely euphoric.
I kept fucking him as much as the knot allowed. The pleasure rose again, and Jamie cried out with joy when I spilled inside him anew.
Then I put my hand on his belly and stroked where his womb nestled. Full of my cum. I ran my hand up to his chest and squeezed a few drops of milk out of his pec. I smeared them around and toward his belly.
I’ll get my omega pregnant and keep him.
Jamie’s breathing slowed down, and his body grew heavy. As I petted him, he peered at me with sleepy eyes.
He didn’t say anything. Just gazed at me. I rubbed circles over his belly and kissed his cheek, the corner of his mouth, then the little birthmark by his eye. I met his gaze again, only to see him smile. He looked content.
The knot lasted for ages. I didn’t even try to sort through the mess in my head, not while I was still hard and balls deep in his body.
I spent the entire time watching his face, giving him small kisses, and thinking of my cum inside his womb.
I was a bastard because I hoped like hell he wasn’t on contraceptives.
