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and sucked a few more drops out of it. The other one had a couple of glistening pearls waiting for him right at the tip. He licked them, then drew the nub into his mouth, dragging his tongue over it. Navid fisted his hair, keeping his face pressed to his chest.

Through the entire pregnancy, Navid’s nipples had been his most erogenous zone. Zana had spent hours making love to them, and now the sudden gift of early milk made him wild with desire.

He untangled Navid’s fingers from his hair and straightened on his knees. He wanted to watch.

“No…” Navid complained.

“Shh. I want to see you come.”

His young husband was ridiculously sexy, taking in the monstrous dildo almost to the base. He took his nipples between his fingers and rolled them.

“Up there,” he gasped. Zana angled the toy to tease the entrance to Navid’s womb, and Navid orgasmed again. His balls must have been empty because his cock barely spat out a drop of seed.

“Zana, how is it even possible? It’s been hours. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve come since yesterday.”

“Five.” Zana grinned. “You’re close to birth, darling. It could begin whenever.”

The doctor had told Zana not to shy away from pleasuring Navid late in the pregnancy. “Don’t worry. Penetration, even deep, is good for him. If he can orgasm from stimulating the entrance to the womb, even better. Use toys or your hand. The birth will be significantly easier if the canal has been stretched and softened.” So that was what Zana had been doing for the entire Thursday afternoon—giving Navid orgasm after orgasm in every way he could imagine.

“Now on your knees, love.”

Navid obeyed, struggling to turn. He grabbed the headboard. On all fours, his lower back would ache, so they used the headboard for support a lot.

“One last time and then you must sleep.”

“Mhmm.”

Exactly like heat. Loose and incredibly soft. Zana moaned, closing his eyes. Every slide of his cock through the slick flesh was a slice of heaven.

“I won’t last. My miracle. Fuck, I love your ass.”

“Love your cock…”

Zana chuckled, and then his laughter got cut off by a surge of energy. After he’d been focused entirely on Navid for hours, he climaxed way too soon. He stayed inside as long as he could, rocking his hips until he softened.

“I think I need to lie down,” Navid said. Zana quickly retreated and helped him turn.

Eyelids heavy with tiredness, Navid rested on his side. Two thin streaks of liquid had run from his nipples. Zana leaned over and licked them clean, caressing Navid’s stomach gently.

“Can you…”

“What, darling?”

He lifted his gaze and met Navid’s drooping eyes. Navid was blushing.

“Whatever you want. Nothing is shameful about this, love. I’ve never desired you more.”

“Can you…suck on them some more?” Navid murmured. “It feels so good when you do that.”

Zana grinned and licked one tip, looking into Navid’s eyes. Navid turned a brighter shade of red.

“Don’t be ashamed. It’s good for you. They need to be teased to get the milk flowing.” He sucked harder and let go with a pop. Navid gasped softly. “Your body knows, and that’s why you like it, why it arouses you now. Let it happen, love.”

Pillows in different sizes lay scattered all over the bed. Navid needed them for support so he could sleep comfortably. Zana put one between Navid’s knees to ease the strain on his hips, one under his belly, and then he stuffed a few others behind Navid’s back. Navid rested on his side, leaning back, giving Zana easy access to his chest, even though his stomach was pretty much in the way of everything these days.

First, Zana kissed Navid’s collarbones, then the tips of his nipples. They stuck out, the tissue underneath swelling more each day. They looked so raw and erotic. Zana opened his mouth wider and took one nipple in, and Navid’s hand found his nape again. Zana sucked rhythmically, with strong pulls of his mouth, and rubbed the puckered tip with his tongue.

“Harder,” Navid whispered.

Taking as much flesh into his mouth as he could, Zana dragged his tongue along the underside and sucked harder. As if something gave way, the milk squirted into his mouth. Navid groaned from deep within. Zana suckled for a little longer and then took the other nipple between his lips. He did the same, sucking on it with intensity until it released a stream of early milk. The untamed sounds of Navid’s pleasure echoed in the bedroom. A movement of Navid’s