Breeding Clinic (Heatverse)

Chapter 7

Chapter Seven

LIAM

“How’d it go?” Gabriel asks.

I shut the door and drop the baby books onto our kitchen table. “It went great. I think she’s perfect for us.” Then I pull the balled-up perfumed underwear from my pocket and toss them at him.

He catches them out of the air. “Nice. These are cute.”

“She’s coming over for dinner on Monday. Is Matthew home?” I glance around the apartment, but don’t see or hear him.

“No. He’s stuck at the bank. They’re short a manager so he’s covering another branch.”

“Hmm.” I turn my attention back to the pink underwear that smells like her. “What do you think?”

Gabriel shrugs. “You know my sense of smell isn’t as good as yours. If you think she’s a good fit, then I believe you.”

I pull Gabriel against me, rubbing his back. “I want you two to like her too or else it’s not going to work. You know you both get a say.”

He smiles, amused. “Of course we do. I never thought we wouldn’t. You know, I haven’t seen you this worked up in a long time. She’s really got you going. Because she’s pregnant? I’ve read that it drives alphas wild.” He wraps an arm around my hips and tugs me against him. “Is that it? Is it because she’s carrying our baby?”

“It’s not just that. She’s pretty. Funny, in a sly, sarcastic way. Her scent drives me nuts. And pregnancy is making her tits huge.” I can’t wait for her milk to come in. For her nipples to drip with it and her belly to swell. “The books said she’ll get hornier in a few weeks. All the blood flow to her pelvis.” I waggle my brows at him.

“And you’re going to help her with that little problem?” Gabriel grins.

“I hope we all will.”

“Matthew may need some time,” he says. “But I’m happy to help our omega with her urges. Show me these books.”

I dump the books out of the bag. Gabriel looks through them, then picks up the dirty novel. Her book. “What’s this?” he asks.

“She wrote it. She’s an author.”

“Really?” He cracks it open to a random page, his eyebrows rising. “Oh.” He grins and flips to another section. “This is raunchy.”

“She let me finger her in the store,” I tell him, my cock jerking at the memory. Of her breathy little noises. How hard she tried to stay quiet. How much she soaked my hand. How her thighs trembled and she leaned on me for support. Trusting me to catch her. Protect her while I made her feel good.

Gabriel laughs and puts the book down. “It’s always the quiet, bookish girls who are the filthiest in bed. Is that how you got the panties?”

“No. I got those in the car. She blew me while I drove her home. ”

“ Caralho ,” he says, chuckling. “I can’t wait to really meet this girl. You can’t have all the fun, you know?”

“Have I been neglecting you?” I ask, mostly teasing but also slightly concerned. I have a one-track mind at times. I don’t want my packmates to feel neglected.

Gabriel gives me a sly look, like he knows what I’m doing. “Maybe a bit,” he pouts. “You’ve been so distracted by the baby.”

“Can’t have that,” I say, sliding my hand down his toned stomach. I reach around and cup his ass, then drop a kiss on the side of his neck. “Not when I have meu benzinho right here.” I smack him on his nice, round ass. “Go prep, and I’ll show you how much I still love you.”

“I’ve been very neglected,” Gabriel says as he walks backward toward our bedroom. “Do you have enough energy left to handle all of this?” He gestures up and down his body. He’s been putting in a lot of time at the gym and it shows.

I grin. “I think I can rise to the occasion.”

He shoots finger guns at me. “I’m going to hold you to that.”

Gabriel disappears into our bedroom, and a moment later I hear our shower run. While he’s getting clean, I put the baby books away on our bookshelf and leave the novel on my nightstand. I want to read it first before Monday. Learn what our girl likes. Her secret fantasies.

I put her panties in my nightstand drawer. My alpha instincts won’t let me toss them into our dirty hamper. I’ll keep them until the scent fades, then steal another pair. Until she’s in our nest for real, it’ll have to do.

I undress and toss my dirty clothes into the hamper, then lie down on the bed. Gabriel’s shower is brief. He comes out, steam billowing through the open door, with only a towel wrapped around his waist. The water makes his brown hair darker against his golden brown skin.

He joins me on the bed, and I pull him close, going on my side. I slot my leg between his thighs and claim his mouth, kissing him until he’s moaning. His cock thickens, and I rub mine against him. Run my hands down his arms. His chest. His back. He’s put on a lot more muscle.

Grabbing him, I flip us, pulling him on top of me. The towel slips and I shove it down his round ass. Still kissing him. He moans into my mouth as I get a nice grip and spread his cheeks wide. His cock slides against mine as he grinds while straddling me.

I finger his asshole and test it. Nice and clean, and already lubed. Pushing past the tight ring of muscle, I work a finger in and out of him. Add a second. Rub his prostate until pre-cum drips on my stomach. He tips his head back, breaking our kiss to suck in a breath.

Lifting him off my lap a bit, I fist my cock and notch it between his cheeks. Rub my cockhead along the cleft of his ass, teasing his hole. On the third teasing pass, he pops his ass out and my head catches on his rim. It dips inside. He sighs and stretches, using his palms on my chest for leverage as he seats himself on my cock. He takes the first inch, stretching wide. Slow, measured thrusts open him up for me.

“You feel so good,” I tell him, knowing how much he craves the praise. They all do. “So hot and tight for me. Can you take all of me?” It’s been a while since we practiced him taking my knot. Sometimes it’s too much effort. Some days all we want is a quick, easy fuck.

Gabriel drops his head, and we lock eyes. “I want all of it. All of you .”

I put my hand over his chest, finding his heartbeat with my palm. My hips flex, my cock going deeper. Still slow. Controlled. I spread the lube he prepped with deeper until he takes me all the way to the root. His eyes flutter once his ass claps against me.

“ Papai ,” he groans. His body moves with me, fucking himself on my cock. “Harder.”

Bending my knees and digging my heels in the bed, I fuck up into him. Slam my cock home.

“Harder,” he begs, eyes closed and mouth soft. Lost in the pleasure.

I fuck him harder, bouncing him, only stopping when my cock pops free. He whines in annoyance as I growl in frustration. “On your knees.”

Gabriel climbs off me and gets on his knees in the middle of the bed. I go behind him, taking a moment to appreciate the beautiful sight he makes. Ass up in the air, face down. I check to make sure there’s still enough lube, then set my cock to his puffy hole and push in. With this angle, I can go deeper.

“Mmm, fuck, that’s good,” he moans.

If he can talk then I’m not doing my job right. I use my leg to move his higher, knocking him off balance. I lean over him, covering him. Pushing his body into the mattress as I make him take my weight. My teeth nip at his shoulder. His neck. My cock drives deep, balls slapping against his ass. He takes all of me now.

My pelvis tightens before I’m ready to come. I slow my pace, ignoring his whining. Wrap a hand around his neck and pull him up and back. Bring his face in range so I can make him twist back. Kiss him.

“ Cachorro ,” he whines. Calling me a naughty dog in Portuguese.

I shove two fingers in his mouth and hook him like a fish. Make him look at me with his wide, surprised eyes. I chuckle. He knows I don’t tolerate brats. And he can’t talk shit if his mouth is full. He whines, annoyed, and his tongue slides along my fingers. As if that’s going to gross me out. His tongue has licked worse places than my fingers. A string of drool drips from the corner of his mouth.

“Bad boys get their mouths stuffed.”

He groans, his throat bobbing to swallow his pooling saliva while I fuck him like this. He doesn’t fight me. No matter how strong he gets, how many hours he spends lifting weights, we both know who will come out the winner if we grapple. I’m an alpha, and he’s my beta bitch. He’s fucking mine .

Does he need a reminder?

“You’re mine,” I tell him as I fuck his ass harder so he knows who’s in charge in this bed. “Do you get that?”

He nods, my fingers still in his mouth. The primal urge I have to lay claim and conquer simmers down.

The front door opens and Matthew calls out that he’s home. Perfect timing.

“In here!” I yell. “I need you, babe.”

“What do you need?” he asks, his voice getting louder as he gets closer. He stands in the open doorway, one hand loosening the tie around his neck.

God, he looks good in a suit. “I need you to plug Gabriel’s filthy mouth with your cock.”

“Again?” Matthew laughs and tosses his tie onto the dresser. He undoes the buttons on his wrists and throat, then pulls his dress shirt off. “That’s twice this week.”

“He doesn’t learn,” I say. “Or he likes it but he’s too shy to ask.”

Gabriel makes unintelligible noises as he tries to talk around my fingers, and Matthew looks at the both of us like we’re incorrigible.

But he does as ordered. I watch Matthew undress.

Matthew doesn’t make a show of it, but the sight of him getting bare is still erotic. He slips out of his dress shoes and socks, then shucks off his pants, underwear, and undershirt. Underneath his tailored suit, he’s trim and lean. Freckles dot the pale skin of his shoulders. His cock is soft, but as he stands there watching us fuck, it gets harder.

Matthew likes to watch. My little voyeur. He strokes his cock until it’s erect and bobbing, and then he does as he’s been told. He gets on the bed, and once he’s in position, I let Gabriel go. Gabriel falls on Matthew’s cock like a good boy. He knows that the only way I’ll let him come is if he gives up on being naughty.

“That’s nice,” I say as I watch them together from my vantage point.

I love this. Love spit roasting one of my boys with the other. Will Kat let me do this to her? From what I’ve read of her dirty book, I think she will. I think she’ll love having all of her sweet little holes stuffed full. Three holes and three cocks. The math works out. I wonder if she’s ever taken a cock up her ass, or if we’ll be the first.

How the fuck did I get so lucky?

Thoughts of the day when all four of us are piled into one nest together makes my groin tighten with the need to spread my seed. My fingers dig into Gabriel’s firm ass and I tug him back, using his hips to control him. I pull him down to meet every hard thrust. Plunge my cock deep inside his belly.

My knot swells, stretching his hole wide with every push and pull. Unlike a pussy, there’s no front pubic bone to lock my knot inside. I pop my swollen knot free of his ass, then slowly force it back in. Gabriel sucks Matthew’s cock, moaning loudly around his mouthful.

The sight of his swollen pink asshole sucking my knot in deeper pushes me closer to that edge. My fingertips make divots in his skin. Matthew’s needy, breathy sounds he makes while he fucks Gabriel’s mouth tips me over. I come, shooting my load deep inside until my ballsack is empty.

My breathing is ragged as I come back down to Earth. God, he’s so perfect. So hot and tight. I rock, tugging on our tie. Enjoying the way his ass tightens down on me. Squeezing. My cock pulses with one more shot of cum.

While Gabriel finishes Matthew, I reach around to stroke Gabriel’s cock. He bucks, fucking himself into my hand, his ass pulling on my knot. Then he whimpers.

“Shh.” I lean my weight over him, pinning him in place. Trapping him under me. He’s so hard his cock is almost flush with his belly. My poor tortured baby. I stroke him, squeezing his shaft and using his skin for sliding. “That’s it. Be a good boy and come for me. Just like this.”

I nip his shoulder and tug him harder. Faster. My grip is punishing over his sensitive head. Exactly how he likes it. He keeps a firm grip when he strokes himself.

Matthew drops his chin to his chest to watch the slide of his cock in Gabriel’s mouth. “Fuck, that’s good. I’m gonna come.” Matthew fucks Gabriel’s face, chasing his pleasure. Forcing the other beta to take it. To breathe when it’s over. Then he cries out, his thrusts slowing. He empties into Gabriel’s mouth, and neither of us have to tell the beta to swallow. He does it without question.

Gabriel pops off Matthew’s softening cock to arch his back and babble a string of nonsense in Portuguese. His legs tremble while I stroke him. Work him up into a frenzy.

He comes without warning, his cock pulsing in my hand. I jerk him slower, milking the cum from his cock until he’s empty and pliant. Gabriel collapses on the bed, his cheek resting on Matthew’s thigh.

I stroke Gabriel’s back, telling him he’s perfect. That they both did such a good job. Matthew gives me a loopy smile. “ Not that I’m complaining, but this wasn’t what I expected to come home to tonight.”

“It’s her fucking panties,” Gabriel says. “She’s got him wound up tight like he’s in his twenties again.”

“Hey.” I nip Gabriel’s neck in warning, but all the mouthy brat does is laugh. “I don’t need omega slick to fuck you stupid.” To prove my point, I twist my hips and tug on the knot still swollen in his ass.

Gabriel groans and twists his upper body to the side. “Beast. Do you see what she does to him?”

“Really?” Matthew asks. “When do I get to meet her?”

“Monday,” I tell him. “She’s coming over for dinner.”

Matthew makes a thoughtful hum. “I’ll try not to get stuck late at work. What kind of food does she like?”

I frown. “I’m not sure, but I can ask her.”

“I could make my avó’s churrasco ,” Gabriel offers.

“Or something less spiced,” Matthew says. “Something bland and easy on the stomach. Baked mac and cheese? Carbs are probably easier for her. You said she’s been nauseous.”

“I’ll ask her, but I think that sounds good.” One of the books I bought today might have a chapter for recipes.

Since the swelling in my knot has gone down, I pop myself free. Gabriel grunts and I watch my cum make a mess of his thighs before I find his discarded towel and clean him up. Spent, we collapse in the bed in a tangle of limbs. It creaks under our combined weight as we settle and get more comfortable.

“This was nice,” I say. I’ve missed this. The old days when the three of us were obsessed with one another. Before infatuation gave way to love and then comfort. We’ve been together a long time, through all the ups and downs. Life is good. It’s about to get better .

“It was,” Matthew says, spooning Gabriel. “I’ll try to not be so late all the time. It’s hard while the bank’s short staffed.”

“I know.” I reach over Gabriel and rub Matthew’s shoulder. “But they’ll give you time off for the baby once it’s born, right?”

“She’s not an official packmate and I’m not the father,” he says. “HR said I can use my vacation, but I don’t get twelve weeks of parental leave.”

“That’s bullshit,” Gabriel says.

It is.

And it’s all the more reason to make Kat a part of our pack. I can’t imagine bringing our baby home without Matthew or Gabriel being there.

Now I have even more reason to convince her that we’re perfect for her.

“I’ll fix this,” I promise them.