Page 151 of No Omega Needed

"You'll tell me if you're tender?"

She nods, biting her lip. Her chest is heaving and her nipples are tight peaks.

Fuck, she's already got drops of milk showing. It must be a wild biology thing, because it makes me want to fuck her full of another baby.

My mouth feasts on her perfect pink pussy.

My cock is swollen and angry in the confines of my jeans. Sliding a hand down, I pop the button and pull down the zipper, giving my cock a little room to stretch.

She's got my face dripping with her sweet sex. My tongue fucks into her hole as my nose bumps her clit.

Love whimpers. If I didn't know her as well as I do, I'd be stopping to check in. Her cunt tightens around my tongue as she clenches. Her hands dig into my hair, as her body shakes.

"Issac," she whimpers. "Just l-like t-that."

The trembling convulsions don't stop for quite a while. I grin into her pussy, flicking and sucking my way from her clit to her cunt. I slurp, licking my fill, before working my way up her curvy body.

Love used to be skinnier. Having Bellamy gave her curves she didn't have before. A thickness to her hips and waist that I really fucking dig.

Sliding out of my pants and boxers, my dick bounces around.

Love grins.

Sliding up the bed, I lie on my back next to her.

Love frowns.

"I want you to fuck me," she pouts.

Pushing her thick dark brown hair away from her face, I smirk.

"Yeah, Baby Love?" I chuckle. "I want that, too, but you should ride me."

She licks her lips, glancing down at my cock. My hand slowly works the head and Love scrambles to lick the drop of pre-cum.

"Nah, I'll nut in your mouth and ruin this. I want that tight little cunt all up on me."

Love smiles.

She climbs onto my lap. Her pussy rests against my very hard cock. Bending forward, she kisses me as her slick pussy lips frame my shaft.

My hand fists in her hair.

"You sure we're good?" I ask.

"Doctor cleared me," Love whispers. "We're good."

"I'm worried about you. You had about a billion stitch—"

Love kisses me, cutting off my rant. Her small hand works my cock.

She hovers over me, and when I slip barely inside her she freezes.

Using her hair, I tip her face to me. "Are you good?"

She nods, her eyes glazed.

She bites her lip, tilts her hips, and slides down a little further on my throbbing length.