Page 42 of Omega's Secret Baby
He secured his grip around me again and picked me up before turning and carrying me deeper into his condo.
I buried my nose in his neck and clung to him. I’d been an idiot, and would forever regret those months that I’d shut him out. But it was a mistake I’d never make again.
He set me on a bed, and I clung to him, pulling him in for another kiss.
Jordan’s eyes were dark with desire as he pulled back and looked at me. “No more running?”
“No more running.”
Our lips crashed together again as he plunged his hands under my shirt and started tugging it up.
“Make me yours,” I begged.
He growled low. “Oh I would if I could. You’d bear my mark tonight. But you know it’s not safe for the baby.”
I whined, but he had a point.
Jordan rested his hand on my middle. “Your first heat after this one is born,” he growled. “I’ll mark you properly, and put another in you.”
I shuddered and moaned, my omega side loved the sound of that.
He finished pulling my shirt off, then maneuvered me so that he could remove my pants and boxers. Once I was naked he stood, devouring me with his eyes.
“Fuck, you’re the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen,” he rumbled.
“Even pregnant?” I asked.
He smiled and slowly loosened his fly. “Do you know how hot it is to see that roundness there, and know that I did that?”
I shivered and my dick jerked at his tone. I was about to be knotted hard.
Jordan made a show of pushing down his pants, drawing it out until his cock sprang free, hard and already flaring slightly at the base.
“Like what you see?” he asked as I stared.
I nodded, mouth dry. I liked it a lot, and remembered how amazing our first time had been.
He chuckled and removed his shirt, then crawled across the mattress to me.
Jordan caged me in, his lips against mine, one hand teasing along my shaft, knee between my thighs.
Every touch was electric against my skin, but not quite enough. My hips rose as I chased the pressure of his fingers, as I tried to get his tongue deeper in my mouth.
He wrapped his hand around my cock and gave me several firm strokes before it slid lower, first cupping and lightly squeezing my balls, then further, until he started massaging my entrance.
“Alpha…” I whimpered as one finger slid inside.
“Beautiful,” he growled as he started working me open. “Last time you’d prepped yourself, and I didn’t get to see you like this.”
I gasped and moaned as one finger became two, brushing my sweet spot as he loosened me for his cock.
Finally I couldn’t take it anymore. “Jordan,” I begged. “Alpha… please.”
He nipped along my jaw, but continued fucking me with his fingers. “I want you to ride,” he demanded. “I want to enjoy the sight of you taking my cock over and over, see your face as you come.”
“Yes,” I agreed, desperate for his knot.
He pulled his fingers free and I took a moment to catch my breath before moving to straddle him.
