Page 30 of Slow Birth


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“Ugh.”

“Sit up. Drink this milk.”

He helped Vale into position and then pressed the glass of milk into his hands. Zephyr tried to press against the glass, wanting some for herself, but Vale drained it with a few hearty gulps and then let out a big burp.

Zephyr meowed before settling herself with a sniff by Vale’s side. Her tail twitched ominously, but a purr started after only a moment. Such a contrary thing. A little like Vale himself.

“Better?”

“A bit.”

“We’ll ask Urho about the heartburn tomorrow.”

“Or you can just tell your parents not to come over.”

Jason winced. He could, and maybe he should, given how much they irritated Vale with their mother-henning. But he hated to keep them away when it clearly meant so much to them to watch Vale grow and expand with their grandchild.

“I’m too hot,” Vale said, kicking back the covers. It disrupted Zephyr, who jumped down and then scampered under the bed as Vale tugged off his sleep shirt. “And my nipples are tingling. They feel strange. And wet.”

Jason licked his lips as a sweet scent came to his nose. Milk. Vale’s milk. He groaned softly. “That’s new,” he murmured. “Is that supposed to happen?” He touched Vale’s wet nipples with his thumbs, feeling milk seep out from beneath. “I didn’t think this happened until later. After the babe’s birth.”

“Can happen whenever the body wants,” Vale said. He squirmed a bit as Jason tweaked his nipples and watched in fascination as milk leaked from them. “Later, from what other omegas told me, it jets out with a great deal of force. Babies sometimes cough and choke on it.”

Jason stared at Vale’s red nubs, tweaking and playing with them as milk leaked in a small stream down his bare torso, slipping around the bulge of his stomach, and wetting the bedsheets. Vale whimpered and let him do it while rolling his hips, obviously aroused.

Jason’s cock pushed against his pajama bottoms as he pressed one thumb into his own mouth, tasting the sweetness of the fluid Vale’s body was making. This was to feed their child, he knew, but right now the babe was still safely tucked in Vale’s womb. This sweetness could be his instead.

He took Vale’s right nipple in his mouth, sucking. Sweet, creamy fluid slipped over his tongue, and he moaned. So did Vale, tangling his fingers in Jason’s hair and holding him tight to his chest. “Oh, baby alpha, that’s so good.”

His nipples were clearly sensitive, and Jason played with the left while he tongued and gently bit the right. Vale grunted and groaned, legs twitching against the mattress, and his heart pounding loudly. The scent of slick rose up.

Jason pulled away, divested himself of his pajamas, and shoved Vale’s bottoms down and off. He pushed the bedding aside completely, revealing his omega’s long, lean body and shifting stomach. The baby was awake. It was awkward, sometimes, to fuck Vale while the baby was moving, but it was intriguing, too. Sometimes, when he was in so very deep, he felt the thump of the life they’d made against him, and it was always a shock, always a beautiful surprise.

“On your side,” he said, helping Vale get into one of the only positions they could truly comfortably fuck in these days. Vale’s expanding body made certain positions hard to hold and others impossible.

“I feel like I’m going to die if you’re not inside me soon,” Vale moaned, his fingers tweaking his own nipples, and his hips pushing back to allow Jason easier entry. “Make me come, darling. I want to come.”

Jason pressed his body along Vale’s back, hooked his chin over Vale’s shoulder, and took hold of his hip to help steady him as he pushed inside. Slick heat enveloped his throbbing cock, and he moaned. “Right where I belong.”

“Yes,” Vale agreed. “The beginning and end.”

“Alpha and omega.”

The reminder of their vows warmed Jason with painful affection as he thrust in slow and deep. The tug of Vale’s body around him as he pulled back out was a soul-shivering pleasure, and the hot clench as he pressed back in, milking Vale’s omega glands and prostate, was sheer perfection.

“Baby, hitch your leg forward a little,” he said, wanting to get inside Vale as far as possible. “I want to feel you deeper.”

Vale complied, and it opened up some space for Jason to fuck him harder. The rocking of their bodies and the slap of skin on skin became a rhythm that Jason breathed to, in and out, harder and faster, until he was panting like a horse while Vale twisted on his cock and cried out. Orgasms washed over Vale, and his nipples dripped sweet milk as his asshole leaked slick.

So much wet, delicious, slick fluid. Jason reveled in it, spreading the milk around on Vale’s chest and stomach, and then leaning over Vale’s torso, taking his left nipple into his mouth, to suck as he fucked.

“Oh, darling,” Vale gasped, his body tightening in that familiar way that said he was about to lose himself in a climax. “Oh, Jason, I’m going to…I’m going to come.” And come, he did. His cock pulsed with release, his asshole gushed slick, and his nipples wetted his chest in a flood of sweetness.

Jason groaned, pulled out, and scrambled up to flip Vale onto his back. “Open your mouth.”

Still squirming and coming, Vale did, and Jason aimed his pleasure right into his open mouth, pleased to see Vale greedily gulp his semen as it burst out of him and landed on Vale’s teeth and tongue.

Afterward, panting and exhausted, he held Vale’s body close, listening for his breathing to quiet, and sleep to overtake him again. They’d clean up tomorrow. Change the sheets. For now, he liked to sleep in their mess. The smells were so delicious.