Breeding Clinic (Heatverse)

Chapter 23

Chapter Twenty-Three

MATTHEW

“Bye!” we say in unison, waving as the last car starts down the gravel driveway. It’s been a fun but exhausting couple of days.

“I wish we didn’t have to leave,” Kat says, pouting. “It’d be nice to have the place to ourselves for a night.”

She’s right. It’s been hard to find time for ourselves with so many people around. With this many people, someone’s always around. The only time we’ve had for each other is when we make an excuse to sneak out. My ass is wind chapped. I’m tired of fucking outside.

“It’s booked through tomorrow, isn’t it?” Gabriel asks.

“Yeah,” Liam says. “They had a five-night minimum.”

“Can we stay?” Kat asks, her eyes wide and pleading.

“How’s the weather look?” Liam asks.

I pull up the weather app on my phone. “Snowy. It says three to four inches.”

“Oh!” Kat says, even more excited now. “It’ll be the white Christmas we didn’t get because it all melted in the sun.”

Liam glances at the clear blue sky and his truck. I can see the wheels turning in his head. He had winter tires put on it last month. His truck is tall. It’ll be able to clear four inches of snow easily, even up here on this mountain where it won’t be plowed often. “Okay. We can stay.”

“Yay!” Kat throws her hands up and pulls him in for a kiss. “I want to fuck on that bearskin rug in front of the fire.”

“You heard the lady,” Liam says, grinning. “Let’s build a fucking fire.”

I snort with laughter, not sure if he meant it to sound that way on purpose.

Gabriel and I follow them in, locking the door behind us in case someone turns around because they forgot their phone charger or something.

“I’ll build it,” Gabriel says, heading to the massive stone fireplace. He takes his time building a fire, angling small splits of wood and a larger log just so. He stuffs twists of newspaper between them, then grabs the extra long matches from the mantle. A flame bursts to life, and the fire catches the dry wood quickly.

“Christmas music,” Kat demands.

I find a playlist we haven’t listened to yet and hook my phone up to their Bluetooth speaker system.

“I’ll be right back,” Kat says, heading down the hallway that leads to the bedrooms. “Don’t follow me. It’s a surprise.”

Liam turns to us and gives us both smoldering looks. “You should go prep.”

I think those are the four most beautiful words I’ve ever heard. It’s been days since we properly fucked. There’s not a lot of impromptu anal happening in the woods. It’s been hands or mouths only unless we’re fucking Kat. And as much as I’ve come to love her tight, wet pussy, I really want Liam to blow my back out with his massive cock.

“Yes, sir,” I answer smartly, ignoring his amused look. “Come on, Gabriel. ”

“She said we couldn’t follow her. Our stuff’s in the bathroom.” Gabriel follows me anyway.

I grab my keys from the table by the door and slip into my coat. “I have an emergency bag in the car.”

Gabriel looks at me funny. “You keep an emergency sex bag in Liam’s truck?”

“Yeah.” I shrug and unlock the door, then unlock Liam’s truck with his fob. “I was a Boy Scout, remember? Always be prepared.”

“I’m not sure this is what they had in mind when they coined that slogan.”

I shrug. “You obviously never went on group camping trips as a horny teen. I got my first hand job in the woods from a cute boy named Adam.”

“Really?” Gabriel asks.

“What? They told us to go find wood.”

Gabriel snorts and shakes his head at me. I drop the tailgate down and climb inside, then open up the steel tool box built into the back of the cab. I grab the small black duffel bag from there and toss it down to Gabriel.

He catches it. “I thought this was your gym bag.”

Jumping down, I turn and lift the tailgate and shut it. I give him a wry look. “When have you ever seen me go to the gym?”

He hums thoughtfully and follows me back inside. We find an empty bathroom in one of the other bedrooms. He waits on the bed while I go first, then takes his turn.

By the time we’re done, my cock is semi-hard with anticipation. Gabriel adjusts his cock inside his gray sweatpants. He’s hard too. I can’t keep my eyes off his bulge. There’s nothing sluttier than a man in gray sweatpants and nothing else. They should be modest. The pants cover him from hip to ankle. But the way they cling around Gabriel’s half-hard cock showing off everything is absolutely sinful .

“See something you like?” Gabriel asks, a cocky grin on his face.

I tug him down for a kiss. Our mouths slide together, slotting perfectly. He kisses me until I’m breathless. When we pull away, there’s a small damp spot on his gray sweatpants where the fabric’s soaked up leaking pre-cum. I groan at the sight and resist the urge to grab him through his pants. If I do, we’re not making it out of this bedroom. And I have plans.

“Come on,” I tell Gabriel, threading my fingers through his and squeezing his hand. “I’ve got a surprise for us.”

“A surprise?” his eyes light up. Gabriel can’t stand having to wait for surprises. He’s an instant gratification kind of guy. That’s why I’ve kept my Christmas present completely secret from all of them.

That’s also why I’ve been keeping it on me. I pat my pocket to make sure the small plastic bag is still there. It is.

We rejoin Liam in the big living room and we’re just in time for Kat’s surprise.

It’s her, all dolled up. She’s put makeup on and curled her hair and she’s wrapped up in a big red bow. Literally. She’s wearing a bodysuit made of sheer netting and a red satin bow. The ribbon crosses over her nipples, and the open cups of the sheer bra show tantalizing cuts of skin above and below. The ribbon’s pointed ends come down over her baby bump. Another ribbon sash crisscrosses over her hips, making a V in the front. Like an arrow pointing straight to her pussy. She turns around, showing us the big red bow over her butt and the open panel below that. It’s crotchless.

“Holy shit,” Liam wheezes.

Holy shit is right. Kat’s grin is smug. Like the cat who got the cream. She’s so fucking cute.

A Christmas song, one about the singer wanting only one thing for Christmas, their lover, comes over the speakers with perfect timing. Kat walks into the living room and joins us by the crackling fire.

“Want to open your present?” she asks us, tugging lightly on the bow tied across her big breasts.

Liam gets down on his knees on the bearskin rug and wraps his hands around her thighs, pulling her closer. “I’ve been a very good boy this year.”

“Have you?” she asks, tilting her head. “I don’t know. You were pretty naughty yesterday. Teasing me all day long with random groping touches.”

“I can’t help it,” Liam groans. “You smell so fucking good. I want to eat you right up.”

“Then maybe you should,” she says, carding her fingers through his hair. She squeezes and drags him forward, pulling his mouth to her groin. Spreads her legs wider.

While they’re busy, I pull the baggie from my pocket and show it to Gabriel. “Merry Christmas,” I tell him.

Gabriel looks at the three flat white pills inside. “What are they?”

“Quaaludes.”

These innocuous white pills are sex in a bottle. Wildly popular in the sixties and seventies, there’s a reason they became known as thigh spreaders. They’re also the closest a beta can get to the pleasure of a heat or rut. Of course they got banned when the free love movement of the seventies lost ground to the war on drugs.

Gabriel’s mouth drops open with surprise. “They stopped making those forever ago. Where did you get them?”

“I guess they still make them in Africa. One of the guys I work with at the bank got them from his hookup at a gay bear retreat. I bought three off of him. Sorry, Kat. I can try to get more later when you’re not pregnant if you want.”

Kat moans and arches her back, pulling Liam’s head into a better position while she fidgets. “That’s okay, I’m good.” She sucks in a sharp breath. ”Really good.”

“I’ll get us a glass of water,” Gabriel says, going into the kitchen. He comes back with a glass and downs one of the pills, then passes both to me.

I take one, swallowing the bitter pill down. I bring the third over to Liam. “Are you joining us?”

Liam pulls away from Kat’s pussy and smacks her ass. “Go make a nest for us to fuck you in, kitten. Get cozy for your mates.”

Kat drags blankets and pillows off the couch and starts building a nest on the bearskin rug by the fire. Liam takes the pill and water and stares at it for a moment, then looks at me. He grins. “Didn’t think this was what the four of us would be doing today.”

“It’s more romantic here.”

“For our fuck fest?” Liam pops the pill into his mouth and drains the water glass, setting it aside. “How long will it take to work?”

“About forty-five minutes,” Gabriel chimes in. He’s already slipping into the nest, getting cozy with Kat. Shoving the waistband of his gray sweats down so his hard cock bobs in the air between them. She’s on her back, using pillows to prop herself up. He fists his cock and guides it toward her face. Sneaky.

But that’s fine. I can be patient. And I like to watch almost as much as I like to participate.

Liam claps me on the back. “Kat first, before we start anal,” he says.

Nodding, I follow him to the nest. Liam moves between her legs, palming her knees and spreading them. I take my place at the top of the nest, closest to the fire, to watch. The fire is warm against our bare skin as we disrobe and toss our clothes into a pile .

Liam runs his hands over Kat’s rounded body, playing with her big red bow. “What a nice present. I can’t wait to unwrap it.” He reaches for the ends of the ribbon obscuring her breasts. Pulls them slowly until the knot loosens and the ribbon falls away.

Her breasts spring free, pink tipped and pointed. I palm one, enjoying how soft and squishy they are. They’re fun to play with. I didn’t know I was a boob guy before her.

“Open up for me, kitten,” Liam says.

Her legs spread as she drops her knees to either side. Liam settles between her legs, his head dipping low. Going back to eating her pussy with long wet strokes.

Gabriel strokes his cock and angles it toward her mouth. She turns and opens for him without being told to. She’s such a good girl. Her pretty pink lips part, wrapping around the tip of his cock, cheeks hollowing as she sucks and licks him while he squeezes his base.

I love seeing my pack like this. Undone with pleasure. Lost in one another. She reaches for me, groping blindly for my cock. I capture her hand and bring it to my groin.

Her fingers tighten, making a ring, stroking and fondling while she tries to multitask. Tries and fails, as Liam feasts on her pussy until she pops her mouth off Gabriel’s cock to moan.

A good opportunity. I grab her chin and angle her lips my way. Urging her to suck me next. Her mouth wraps around me, and my hips thrust, fucking her face with slow, measured motions.

“You’re so good at sucking cock,” I tell her, praising her. Her eyes lift to mine and she takes me deeper. Closer to the back of her throat. I palm her breast and pinch the nipple, rubbing my thumb over the bead of milk that gathers there with stimulation. She’s impossibly swollen. Her breasts are more than double what they were in the early stages of pregnancy. I knew pregnancy changed an omega’s body, but I didn’t realize it was this extreme.

“So good,” Gabriel adds. He strokes himself leisurely. Keeping his cock warmed up. We have a long afternoon ahead of ourselves.

Her eyes flutter and she moans around my cock. What is Liam doing to her?

Liam rises from between her legs. He slaps her thigh with a loud crack of his palm. “All fours, kitten. The doctor said we have to stretch your perineum. Matthew, you’re on the bottom.”

Oh, fuck. This is my new favorite thing.

She whimpers but doesn’t protest. What a good girl.

“Let me help.” I pull my cock from her mouth and help Kat get onto her knees. She’s delightfully helpless without us at this stage. Her baby bump is so big that she can’t roll over anymore.

I take her place as the bottom in the nest and help her climb on top of me until she’s straddling my lap. Liam fits my cock into her pussy. She’s so wet with slick and saliva that I slide right in. Her pussy’s swollen with arousal. She clenches me tight. I never knew pussy could be so damn good.

“Gabriel, up top,” Liam commands.

He’s the most limber of us for the most awkward role in this group position.

“Are you ready for me, meu docinho ?” Gabriel comes up behind her and waits for her to say yes. Slowly he presses his cockhead to her entrance. Coats himself in her slick with restrained thrusts as he gently makes his way inside, his cock sliding along mine.

I grit my teeth, denying myself the urge to thrust while Gabriel seats himself beside my cock inside her tight, wet cunt. She gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders while she takes him. Droplets of sweat plaster baby hairs to her forehead as Gabriel rocks. A gentle swaying of his cock inside her. Slip sliding up and down my shaft.

“Fuck,” I curse, forgetting how to breathe. “That feels so goddamn good.”

My hips twitch. I can’t stop it, can’t contain the small movement. Is there anything better than my dick sliding against Gabriel’s while we’re both inside Kat? I don’t know how she takes it. What sort of omega resiliency lets such a small thing take so much cock? But God bless whatever force of nature designed them. I didn’t know what I was missing.

“Liam, I can’t,” Kat whines, holding still. “It’s too much.”

“Shh.” Liam shifts behind us all. Purrs, his chest rumbling with sounds that soothe her. “You can take it, kitten. You’ve done it before. And we need to stretch you so you don’t tear. It’s doctor’s orders, remember?”

“I don’t think this is what the doctor meant,” she says.

Liam shushes her again and Gabriel presses in deeper, slowly. One agonizing inch at a time.

“Oh, God.” Kat buries her face in my throat while Gabriel and I set a rhythm. One of us thrusting in while the other pulls out, then changing it all together. Both of us filling her. Stretching her pussy wide.

Despite her protests, she takes us like she’s done this all her life.

“That’s my good girl,” Liam says between thick, rolling purrs. “Can you take a bit more? Just the tip.”

Kat whimpers but doesn’t say no. Liam presses closer, his legs brushing against me as he settles into position. Gabriel and I go still, our cocks buried deep, as he aligns his cock with her pussy.

She takes a breath that turns into a low, ragged moan as he works the head of his dick inside. Uses our cocks as the guide to her poor stretched cunt. He pauses, giving her a moment to adjust. My muscles tense with the restrained urge to thrust.

“Good girl,” Liam croons. “That’s the tip. I’m in. You’re doing such a good job taking us, kitten. You can take some more.” He doesn’t phrase it as a question. His cock pushes in, making room for himself. Demanding it. “Don’t fight us. Just relax and let us take care of you.”

Once he’s fully seated, he goes still. Lets her adjust to the intrusion of three cocks in one small pussy. A furrow forms between her brows. As if she can’t understand how something so terrible can feel so good. But she’s an omega. If she couldn’t take it, her pack would never demand it. We’d never, ever hurt her.

I pull her face to mine and press our lips together, kissing the worry from her. Pouring our love into my lips. When she kisses me back, her breathing settled, I know she’s ready. I pull my hips back and shove my way inside. Reclaiming my space inside her.

Her mouth softens with a swallowed moan and I twist her tongue up with mine. Distract her while we take turns fucking into her. It’s a beautiful torment. The slide of their cocks along mine. The slippery fluttering of her overstretched pussy.

“Fuck, kitten,” Liam groans. “God, you’re so fucking tight.”

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Gabriel says. “Take all of us.”

We take turns, cocks thrusting, sliding along the shaft of the others. Hollowing out a space deep inside her as we stretch her pussy wider than it’s ever been before. I lose all sense of time as the three of us fuck our omega in tandem. It could be minutes or hours since we started till I feel the bulge of Liam’s knot begin to swell.

My groin tightens. A dull bloom of heat unfurling through me. Making my balls ache and my mind fog with need. The need to thrust. To cum. Until all of my focus narrows to the slide of my dick in and out of her. The way my head bumps along their buried cocks. Stroking one another. It’s obscene.

“You like it, don’t you, kitten?” Liam asks.

“I’m so full,” she moans. Her thighs tremble.

“We’re gonna cum in this pretty pussy. This is the rest of it,” Liam promises. “You’ll take it all.”

His growing knot adds more challenge. Makes his thrust inside her harder to manage. That’s what his knot is designed for, after all. To keep competitors out, rather than in. So that his seed can find a fertile womb. His knot squeezes the middle of my shaft and my abdomen tightens with the urge to come. To thrust up hard and fast and come first before he locks me out. It hurts so good.

Liam groans. A deep, filthy sound that makes her impossibly wetter. “Only a little more. You’re doing so good, kitten.”

“Liam,” she whines. Despite her protests, her pussy clamps down on ours. As if it's hungry for what her body craves but her mind balks at.

“You need it, sweetheart. We’ve gotta keep this pussy nice and ready for how much we’re gonna breed you.”

That’s all it takes for her to unravel. For the promise of the babies we’ll put in her to make her come. She tightens down again. Flutters and squeezes. With a strangled moan, she comes on our cocks. Thighs quivering, her face flushed and her mouth rounded with surprise. Like she didn’t know she could do it while three cocks stretched her pussy to its limits, but did.

His cock surges deeper. Faster. His knot raking against our cocks like a stroking fist. And he shows no signs of stopping. He’s not… Oh, shit. He is. He’s going to knot her while we’re still in her.

“ Meu Deus ,” Gabriel groans.

I can’t hold back. My orgasm surges through me as Liam’s knot swells, milking the cum from me with each of his thrusts. Gabriel tenses, fucking deeper. Wetness squelches between us. His cock shudders, pulsating.

Liam lets out a deep growl and fucks through his release. His knot pops, nearly crowding us out. I grab Kat’s ass and buck up, pushing my cock back in. Pulling her down on it. Gabriel holds her by the shoulders, keeping her pinned between us.

And Liam comes, and comes, and comes. His thick cock swells, jerking. Balls emptying. I feel each pulsation and pump like they’re my own. His knot blows her pussy wider, stretching her body to its limits. Pinching my dick to the cusp of pain. It’s a beautiful agony.

Kat lets out a strangled whine, settling only with Liam’s rumbling purrs.

Even when my cock softens, my body spent and satisfied, it doesn’t slip free. His knot locks us deep. We’re only moving once he’s empty and done.

“That’s it, kitten. What a good fucking girl you are. I’m so proud of you. Look at how well you took our cocks and my knot.”

“Oh my God,” she whines, pressing her forehead to my chest.

Gabriel and I kiss her. Rub her down, murmuring soft words of encouragement as we wait.

After a bit, Liam’s knot shrinks and our softening cocks spill free with a deluge of fluids. Cum and slick leave all of us messy and the blankets of our impromptu nest filthy. The others collapse beside us and I ease Kat onto her side, covering her with the least soiled throw blanket I can grab. Her eyes drift closed and minutes later, she’s asleep.

Our cuddle pile is cozy. My post-nut thoughts are slow and dull. Warmth rolls through me like a billowing cloud. Rolling over would be impossible. My limbs are uncoordinated and rubbery. I’m loose. Floating and free. And getting so fucking hard. My cock stirs, rising and stiff.

It’s the ‘ludes, I try to say, but nothing much comes out except a laugh. I’m warm and melty and giggly. The slide of the blankets against my skin and the grazing of someone’s hand along my thigh is a sensual masterpiece.

Every nerve in my body lights up under the rough calluses of Liam’s palm. His face dips to the hollow of my throat, his breath hot and his lips wet. He nuzzles me, his mouth finding my small scent gland. My healed mating bite. He takes the skin between his teeth, nibbling lightly, and I groan. Arch my back into him. His cock slides against me, leaving a trail of slick and cum behind.

He spoons me from behind. Rubbing, thrusting, his cock slides down between my ass cheeks. I bend my leg and give him access. Fingers probe, checking how well I prepped. How slick with lube I am. Scissor my hole open and pump. When his cockhead replaces his teasing fingers, I melt against him. Sink into the blankets, our limbs entwining as he fucks up into me. We come together as easily as breathing. Our bodies move together like the tide.

I can’t tell the distinction between our bodies. Where he ends and I begin. It doesn’t matter. We’re intertwined in all the ways that do.

Liam grabs my cock and squeezes, his hips smacking against my ass while he fucks me from behind, spooning me in our nest that smells of sex and musk and pack. He groans while he bites me and fucks me harder. Cum splatters all over my stomach. Makes a puddle in the nest, leaving us slippery.

And still I’m hard. My cock doesn’t soften. This second release is only the beginning. Hard, consuming need ripples through me. Like all the orgasms that have come before have only been a warmup for this .

Gabriel tries to stand and slips back down among the blankets, a giggling mess of uncoordinated limbs. He wiggles his way over, his eyes staring unfocused and his cock bobbing in the air. He brushes against us, sensual ripples of desire washing over me with every point of contact.

I take him into my hand. Feed him into my mouth and suck on his cock like it’s dripping ambrosia. His natural scent is strong against my nose, his trimmed patch of hair rubbing against me with every bobbing suck. Masculine and lovely.

His abs tense as I stroke him. Study each dip and curve of his sculpted body.

Kat stirs, recovering, and watches. “Are you guys okay?”

I talk around Gabriel’s cock, my words of reassurance muffled and indecipherable. Gabriel babbles in Portuguese. I think he’s forgotten he speaks English. Liam does nothing but grunt and moan and groan.

His cock slams deep, his knot blowing inside me. Splaying my asshole open and stuffing me full as he pumps me with cum. Empties his balls into my ass. I cry out, Gabriel’s cock slipping from my mouth in time for him to empty too. Cum lashes across my face. Coating me in white ropes of dripping seed.

And still Liam ruts me. Shallow thrusts that use my body to milk his cock. Works his knot in deeper and pulls out far enough to tug at my tight opening before shoving it all back in. Churning up the load of cum he’s filled me with until it’s frothy.

I lick the salty, musky cum off my lips and collapse, utterly spent and exhausted. Mellow and floating. I draw patterns in the cum dripping down my chin into my chest and giggle. My nipples tighten and my cock pulses with every sensual swirl. Heat blooms everywhere I touch.

When Liam finally pulls free, there’s an audible pop. A gush of lube and seed dripping down my thighs, staining our nest. He smacks me on the ass, and shifts over. Tugs Gabriel into position on his hands and knees. No words or gentle commands. Only rough pulls and pushes. The actions of a rutting beast. He mounts the smaller male. An alpha gently asserting dominance over his beta.

I watch, dazed, marveling at the beautiful sight they make when Liam breaches Gabriel’s asshole. Works his way inside and fists his hand in Gabriel’s hair to make the beta arch his spine. Lift his ass up higher for deeper rutting.

Kat watches, wide-eyed with a lopsided smile on her face. I crawl my way toward her and snuggle into the pillows of her breasts. God, Kat is so perfect. Soft and squishy. Comforting. Does she know how amazing it is to cuddle her? I rub my cheek along her breasts and throat, pleased with the way she giggles.

Her fingers stroke through my hair, catching on tangles and working them free. My eyes roll up into my head. It’s bliss. My cock hardens, my hips moving of their own accord. I push my dick between her rounded thighs and suck on her scent gland. I hump her until I come again. Semen making her thighs a sticky mess. Pleasure spasming through my body, somehow working my need higher instead of satisfying it.

Is this really what it’s like for them? This infuriating, divine need for pleasure. The fear that it will never be enough? That pleasure might end you? Make your pounding heart burst from your chest from the strain? My mouth goes dry and my cock stiffens again. I whimper from need.

I lose track of how much I come. How many orgasms I have until my balls ache, empty and spent. Our limbs tangle with one another. Cocks probe holes. Liam fills me, again, while I rut into Gabriel. Pulling his hair and biting his neck like he likes it. Digging my short nails into firm, muscled flesh. I become a wild thing. Near feral in my need for more .

At some point we sleep, either through exhaustion or the drugs subsiding from our systems. I blink crusty eyes open and try to remember how to breathe. My body aches, but my mind is clear once more. Everything hurts like I’ve run a marathon and my mouth is dry. I’m parched.

Kat waddles back from the direction of the bathroom. Her hair is wet from the shower and she’s wearing a comfy sleep shirt. “Mornin’, boys. We have a problem.”

Liam is awake in an instant, his sleepy, bleary-eyed smile replaced with unwavering, alpha attention. “What’s wrong? Are you okay? Is it the baby?”

“We’re fine, but…” She points to the floor-to-ceiling windows and the snowy winter wonderland outside. “It snowed a lot more than four inches.”

We all pop up and look, the mood changing quickly. Snow drifts have piled high against the windows. At least twenty inches, maybe more. Outside is blanketed in crisp white banks of snow that sparkle like glitter in the sun.

“Shit,” I croak, too dehydrated to really speak.

She sighs. “Yeah. After you guys passed out it started coming down fast. Something about a storm cell surge. I don’t think we’re leaving today.”

She’s right. We aren’t going anywhere. Because we’re snowed in.