The Omega Possession(sequel to Omega Lottery)

Jimin

I can't believe it. Hoseok...a h-human...a human. HUMAN. As in no longer an omega. No longer mated. Can't birth any more young. HUMAN.
I walk out of the bathroom, towel drying my hair to see Jungkook playing with Somi, rolling around on the floor. I smile as she spots me and runs on her clumsy little legs, her tiny hands reaching up for me.
I bend down to lift her happily into my arms—
"No!"
I jump in surprise as Jungkook jumps up and swings Somi into his arms making her giggle and scream as he raspberries her tummy and takes her to her room. I pout, crossing my arms.
"What was that about?!" I demand when he comes back inside.
He tugs me against his chest. "I told you I don't want you lifting her, baby. She's getting heavy and it isn't safe for you carrying our young." He places a hand on my large protruding belly.
      I groan. "She's my baby, too! I want to hold her! You have to stop babying me." I whine.
      Ignoring me, he picks me up into his arms, carrying me to bed. "The doctor said plenty of bedrest. You're so close now." He says.
     I roll my eyes. "I still have a month."
     It's been a few months since Hoseok came back and all those awful men were arrested and taken away. Those poor omegas finding new homes. Taehyung convinced Bogum's eomma to take in Mark. I still can't get over it. So much has happened.
      Hoseok says he's fine being human but I can see the pain in his eyes when he sees me, Jin, and Tae waddling around with our large pregnant bellies. He spends a lot of time with Soyeon while Yoongi buries himself in work.
      I don't even think they've...consummated since he got back. I wonder if Yoong is scared or hurting him. I know that Yoongi gave Hoseok an engagement ring, though, and have a date planned for their wedding. Jungkook and I are also planning our wedding but it will have to be after the young is born.
      Jin and Namjoon married three months ago while it was still possible to hide his pregnancy. Lucky them. Jungkook has been adamant about me being 'of age' to marry. Whatever. It doesn't change anything I guess. Waiting a little longer doesn't really matter.
      "I'm tired of stupid bedrest! I'm fine, Kookie. I want to go get something to eat—by myself!" I demand, climbing out of bed and ignoring his puppy eyes as he pleads me to stay in bed. No way. He's driving me insane!
      I make my way slowly into the kitchen to see Jin sitting on the counter with Namjoon feeding him strawberries and grapes. His favorite cravings.
     I rummage through the fridge and pull out my hidden treat. Vanilla and banana yogurt with fresh blueberries. Yummy! I lean up for a bowl but can't reach. I attempt to jump but gasp as my entire body is lifted up so I can easily reach.
     After I have my bowl, I'm set on the counter as well as Jungkook grabs the yogurt and fills my bowl full. Smiling widely, I open my mouth and let him feed me.
     I groan at the yummy taste, not noticing how my mate's eyes darken the more I moan from how good it is. I don't notice how handsy he's becoming as I finish the yogurt or the impatience as he quickly washes the bowl and lifts me back into his arms, carrying me back to the room.
      I grunt in surprise as I'm plopped down on the bed and Jungkook disappears into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. I figure he's taking a shower but after a few minutes of silence, I waddle to the door and crack it open, peaking inside.
       I gasp at the sight of my mate pleasuring himself, his eyes closed, neck straining as he holds back his moans, his hand working his thick hard length relentlessly.
      Licking my lips, I slowly approach him, falling to my knees and placing my hands over his. His eyes snap open as I open my mouth wide, moaning as I suck in his delicious cock, lapping at the yummy precum on his tip.
      "Oh baby." He groans loudly, thrusting his hips forward. I forgot to mention that since I've been pregnant I've been obsessed with his taste. Craving his precum and cum. I've probably given him at least one or two blowjobs a day since my third month.
      I pop off and lick my lips, gazing up at my sexy and breathless mate. "Kookie...w-why didn't you tell me? Why'd you come in here?" I pout, running my tongue over his tip and underneath his shaft to tease the throbbing vein.  
      Grunting, he grasps my hair and tugs gently. "I know you're tired baby. I w-was being considerate." He groans as I suck him back down my throat, bobbing my head back and forth, sucking hard on his tip for more flavor. "D-don't want to lose control. You don't know what you do to me." He gasps.
      I moan, hollowing my cheeks and rubbing his balls gently. His hips jerk as he spills his yummy cum down my throat. I swallow every drop and lick my lips as he drags me back onto my feet.
      He cups my cheeks and kisses me hungrily. I know he wants to make love but refuses to touch me too much because I'm so close to my due date. It's been hard. I've been really hormonal and wanting him inside me all the time but he's too stubborn. 
      I smile up at him, licking his lips. Snorting, he takes me back to bed and climbs in beside me, tugging me back into his secure arms.
      "Kookie..."
      He mouths the back of my neck. "Hm?"
      I wiggle my butt against his limp making him growl a little.
      "No teasing, omega. God, you make me lose it so much. How are you so cute and sexy at the same time, huh?"
      I giggle. "It's a gift."
     "Right." He sighs, breathing my scent. "I love the smell of you. Especially when you're pregnant. Your scent is heightened. So intoxicating."
      I shiver, my cock hardening. I whimper as he licks around my earlobe, his hand slowly drifting under my shirt to rub over my overly sensitive and swollen nipples.
      I roll onto my back and bite my lip, looking at him pitifully. He chuckles, running his tongue over my lips. "Kookie." I whine, bucking my hips. "P-please.."
      He leans back a little, his gaze drifting to my loose sweats. He slips his hand underneath and palms my erection. I gasp in pleasure as his tongue thrusts into my mouth, tangling with mine, rough and demanding while his palm drifts over my throbbing shaft to my heavy balls.
      I throw my head back and grip his wrist, trying to help him pleasure me faster. I spread my legs, needing friction.
     "Tsk, tsk. We're doing this my way, baby. Lay back, relax, and let your alpha work."
      I close my eyes in utter contentment as he crawls down my body and tugs my sweats down my legs.
     Finally.