Breeding Clinic (Heatverse)

Chapter 27

Chapter Twenty-Seven

GAbrIEL

“I got the cabbages,” Matthew says, showing off the round green heads of cabbage he bought. They’re not to eat. The cold leaves go in Kat’s bra to dry up her milk. Her supply dropped when we added solids to Holly’s diet so we’ve decided to supplement with formula and go ahead with making baby number two. Holly turned six months two days ago. It’s breeding time. “Do you really think this works?”

“Who knows?” I say. “But it can’t hurt.”

“Do they go in the fridge or freezer?” he asks.

Uhhhh… Hmm. “Let me look it up.”

Liam pokes his head into the kitchen, a giggly baby girl on his hip. “Oh, good. You got them.”

“The internet says they go into the fridge until she’s ready to nurse, then the leaves go in the freezer for after,” I say. “It should dry her milk up in a few days.”

“And then how long before she goes into heat?” Matthew asks.

I think about it. “Hmm. Two to four weeks. Her body will be ready to breed again once her hormone levels drop. Omegas are hyperfertile. ”

My groin tightens in anticipation. It’ll be her first heat with all three of us. I can’t wait to breed her.

“Are you excited?” Liam asks.

“You know I am,” I answer with a grin.

“Now, we have a very important task to get back to, don’t we, Holly? Those bubbles won’t blow themselves.” Liam carries her back to the living room.

Holly babbles at her Daddy, as if she’s answering his question. I follow them and watch. Liam dips the bubble wand into the bottle and blows them over Holly’s head. She grabs at them, her movements slow and uncoordinated. When she finally manages to catch one and it pops, she giggles with delight.

“I’m home!” Kat calls from the entryway. Waffles runs through the house, meowing and his tail quivering with excitement. He’s joined a minute later by our dog, Syrup. A good name for our rescued Golden Retriever. She ruffles the dog’s fur. “Hi, Waffles. Hey, Syrup. Did you two have dinner yet?”

“He did!” Matthew yells from the kitchen. “Don’t let Waffles convince you he needs a second dinner. I’m putting him on a diet.”

Waffles meows, as if in protest. But Matthew is right. The cunning cat has gotten a bit chubby. With four people to lie to and convince he hasn’t gotten fed yet, he’s sneaking extra meals from us. We need to hang up a flippable sign or something. Syrup sits and lets out a soft woof as if she agrees.

Kat picks Waffles up and pets him, then joins us in the living room. She kisses Holly’s cheek. “Hi, baby. Did you have a good day with your daddies?”

Holly babbles in response, reaching for her mommy’s loose hair and getting a good fistful of it. She’s been grabbing at everything she sees lately. Being handed something to hold is the new favorite game. I root through the baby’s toy box and find her plastic keys, then jiggle them to catch her interest. Holly drops the hair for the toy and promptly brings it to her mouth for gumming.

“How did your writer’s club meeting go?” Matthew asks, greeting her with a kiss.

“It was great!” she says. “There was a new writer there. We talked about marketing for a bit, then everyone hung out and wrote. I didn’t get much done, the bookstore was kind of noisy, but it was nice to meet someone new.”

Waffles meows and fidgets so she puts him down. I pull her in for a kiss and wrap an arm around her. “That’s great, meu docinho . We got the cabbages. Are you ready?”

She pulls a bottle of pills from her purse and rattles them. “I called Dr. Fugo and picked up the prescription on my way home. I get blood work done in three days, and then he said it’s okay to start the next cycle right away. He also said it should be an easy cycle since my hormones are already primed.”

I can’t wait.

When Kat starts to have trouble sleeping, her body becoming restless, we know it’s close. It starts on Friday so we stay home and wait. Make sure we have everything ready. Even before her temperature spikes and her face flushes with the hormone swing.

Auntie Jen takes Holly for a few days. The fridge is stocked with omega protein water. The nest is freshly laundered. And we all have a week of heat leave scheduled with our jobs.

We’re as ready as it gets.

We’re trying to watch a movie when Liam announces he can smell the change in Kat’s pheromones. He says her pheromones get extra delicious, like someone’s covered her vanilla cookie scent with a thick layer of drizzled icing.

Liam buries his face in her neck and sniffs her scent gland to make sure Kat’s made the transition from preheat to heat. Kat arches between us, her hand clawing at my shirt. Trying to pull it off me to get to my skin. I lean in and give her a lick, tasting the sweat on her skin. Sometimes I wish I could taste her pheromones underneath it. That I was born with an alpha’s senses.

“Is it time?” Matthew asks.

“Yeah. She’s ready,” Liam says with a husky voice.

My teeth nip over the pack bite in Kat’s neck, and she cradles the back of my head, urging me on. “Instead, I let her go. Come on, meu docinho . We’re gonna give you what you need.”

I stand and lift her off the couch. She wraps her legs around me and whimpers. A damp spot grows on my shirt from where she rubs her pussy against me. Naughty girl. I squeeze her ass and carry her to the bedroom. Matthew tidies up the living room quickly and gets the dog settled in his crate, then follows us.

My foot nudges our bedroom door open, and I lay her down in the nest, taking a moment to appreciate the sight of her wiggling and writhing. She works a hand underneath the waistband of her comfy sleep shorts and starts playing with herself.

“What a pretty fucking sight you are,” I mumble, running my hand over her bare leg.

“Gabriel,” she whines. “It hurts.”

“Shh.” I hook my fingers in the band of her shorts and pull them down. She lifts her ass up to make it easier. Once she’s bared, her legs fall open, showing us her pretty pussy. Her fingers never stop working as Kat rubs and strokes herself. Her wet pussy glistens with arousal.

I want to eat her up .

So I get on my knees and drop my head between her legs. Shove Kat’s hand aside to finish the job for her while Matthew and Liam collect everything we’re gonna need. Her fingers card through my hair and squeeze, keeping me from pulling back while I lick her pussy and lap up her sweet slick. As if there’s any chance of me not making her come in my mouth.

I latch onto her clit, sucking the swollen bud into my mouth. Kat moans and writhes, her back bowing. My tongue moves in circles around it, working it harder. Making her pussy drip for me.

I lap at Kat’s pussy, working two fingers into her and rubbing at her g-spot until she comes apart underneath me. Slick floods my mouth and I swallow her down.

Kat settles, her breathing more even and her movements slower as she basks in the afterglow of her orgasm.

I pull back, then stand up, wiping her slick off my chin and licking my fingers clean. “Ready for your shot?” I ask Liam.

“Yeah. Let’s get this over with,” Liam says.

I grab the bottle of rut blocker and alcohol pads and a needle and draw up a syringe of it. Liam shoves his pants down, and I palm his ass and scrub the skin clean. Then I give him the shot.

“It’s like you’re pouring fire underneath my skin. Fuck, that hurts,” Liam complains.

I slide the safety mechanism over the needle and put it in an old, empty coffee can. “You’ll need another dose in twelve hours.”

“Damn,” Liam curses. “I was kind of hoping that it would only be once.”

“Not quite.” I draw up the nine other syringes we’ll need and set them aside. Enough to get us through the next five days. This is my heat, then Matthew, and then if she’s up for it Liam will give her baby number four. A kid for every bedroom .

“I’ll set a timer,” Matthew says, tapping on his phone. Once that’s set, he pulls the small baggie of quaaludes from his pocket. He talked his coworker into selling him more.

“Not yet,” I tell Matthew before he can take one. There are only a few pills. “Let’s wait until she’s deeper into estrus. Don’t waste them.”

We put the pills aside for tomorrow, maybe. She’s only just started her heat. She’s not ready yet.

Kat’s gotten naked while we were busy, then covered herself with a blanket. She’s already snoring.

Grinning at how cute she is, I strip too. We climb into the nest and settle in to wait. Watch for the right moment. Her body will tell us when she’s ready to start breeding.

We doze for a bit. It’s the nipping of her teeth on my chest and neck that wakes me. I blink bleary eyes and glance at the clock. Two in the morning. Kat is hot to the touch and sweating. The baby hairs that frame her pretty face are stuck to her skin.

“You need a cock, meu docinho ?” I ask her.

“It hurts,” she whines and paws at me. Such a needy little thing.

I stroke my cock to life. Getting hard for her. “Come here, I have what you need.”

I drag her hand onto my cock so she knows that relief is coming. She latches on, needing no instruction. Kat rubs my cock until I’m hard and dripping, then throws her leg over me and climbs on top. She notches me to her slick entrance and takes me in one swivel of her hips. She starts to ride, fast and furious in her pursuit of relief.

“ Ai, meu Deus, ” I moan. “That’s it, baby. Take my cock. That’s a good girl.”

Matthew rolls over and murmurs uncomprehendingly in his sleep. Liam rubs his eyes and watches.

Kat’s pussy is a hot, wet dream. She takes me hungrily, her hips rocking to meet each thrust. To take everything I’ve got to give her. Knowing that she’s all mine this heat drives me wild.

I can’t last, can’t—when her pussy flutters and she moans with her orgasm I’m lost. I come with her, my groin pulsing. I fill her. There’s nothing between us.

She purrs, and I’m satisfied. If she weren’t happy, we’d know it. I settle my weight over Kat without crushing her until she drifts off to sleep.

Matthew’s timer goes off. Kat whimpers with need again. I roll her over and nudge her onto her knees until her ass is in the air. The bed dips as I kneel behind her. Mount her like a proper bitch in heat. She grips onto the blankets, pushing herself back against my bobbing cock. Urging me to fuck her hard and fast from behind. The position’s good and deep. Perfect for breeding her.

I press my hand to her back. She’s burning up. Flushed with fever, her eyes dark and glassy when she turns her head to the side to breathe. She’s lost in her heat. After this, we’ll force some of her special water down her throat before we bathe the sweat and fluids off her. Cool her down some. I itch with the need to take care of her. To give her everything she needs.

For now, there’s cum she can eat. Liam’s cock is already hard, fluid gathering at the tip. Dripping. He watches us hungrily.

Kat eyes Liam’s erection, intent and purpose flickering to life.

“Our omega’s hungry,” I tell him. “Feed her.”

Liam crawls closer and fists his base, slapping his cock against her cheek to make it more plump for her. The thrill of him obeying my order, of taking the supportive role in this heat, makes my cock even harder.

Her mouth latches on with no prompting. She swallows him down, taking him to the very back. Her gag reflex is gone with the heat riding her so damn hard. Her ass arches higher, the smacks of our bodies meeting coming loud and wet, and her cheeks hollow as she sucks on Liam’s cock. Trying to suck the cum straight from his balls. It’s got everything she needs to keep her going for a while longer. All that good alpha nutrition.

The bathroom door opens and Matthew walks out, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “Morning. I heard the alarm go off. Time for your shot, Liam.”

“Let me come first,” Liam says, fucking into Kat’s slack mouth. Pulling back enough to make sure she catches a breath before shoving back in. Groaning while she works.

They’re so pretty together it hurts.

“God, kitten. That’s so fucking good,” Liam says. “You’re so good at sucking cock. Do you want some cream in your belly?”

My groin tightens with arousal and need. I’ve always loved his dirty talk. Loved how focused he gets when he feels good. I rut into Kat harder, getting lost in the sight they both make. In the feel of her ass against my thighs.

She makes sounds, trying to talk, but it’s impossible with the cock in her mouth. Saliva drips from the corners of her stuffed mouth.

I lock eyes with him while we spit roast her. What a fucking way to wake up. My groin tightens with the urge to come. The need to pump my seed inside so I can plant my baby in her womb.

“She’s so wet,” I say, leaning a hand on her hips. Angling her for deeper thrusting. I pull my hand back and smack her on the ass. Again, and again. It ripples, her pale skin turning delightfully pink.

“Let’s come together,” I say to him. “Tell me when you’re close.”

His nostrils flare and he drops his head down to watch how his cock churns in and out of her. Saliva makes it shiny. “I’m close.”

“You hear that, meu docinho ? We’re both gonna fill you up. What do you think about that, hmm?” I push her hair back so I can see her face. Watch her suck Liam's cock. She looks up at him with big round eyes. Like she’s pleading for a big load of cum.

My abdomen tenses. Flutters with my deep breaths. There’s a dull ache blooming inside me. Need. Raw and primal. The need to give my omega what she needs. What her body craves. Good, healthy sperm. A pussy full of seed. And a belly full of Liam’s protein. Protein water is all well and good, but in the old days an omega drank only from her pack.

“You ready?” I ask my alpha. I’m not sure I can hold back much longer. Not when Kat’s pussy grips me with fluttering squeezes. The urge to empty my balls into her makes me near feral.

“Yes,” I hiss between clenched teeth. “I’m gonna put my baby in you,” I promise her.

The need overtakes me and my body acts on instinct. My pace slows, fucking her deep, using her pussy to milk my cock as I erupt in her too. Flood her slick cunt while Liam pumps down her throat. He pulls back a bit so his knot doesn’t catch behind her teeth. But he doesn’t pull it free. He makes her swallow around it. Keeps it there, spurting on her tongue, until he’s sure she’s swallowed every drop.

“How many times did she come?” Liam asks me.

“Twice.”

“Make her come again,” he says. “It’ll make her cervix dip into the pool of semen. Shove the cum back into her if it dribbles out.”

I pull back and study her pussy. Roll her clit under my thumb. Work her until she’s panting and moaning. When she comes on my fingers, I scoop up what’s trickled out of her and push it back in. I make her stay like that for a while. Give my seed time to work.

“She might not ovulate until tomorrow or the next day,” I tell them. “But the sperm will live inside her for a bit. Ready for when she drops her egg.”

Liam massages his knot, working out a final spurt of cum for her to lick up and swallow. When we’re both done, Matthew reminds me it’s time for Liam to get his shot. He keeps us idiots on track. I kiss him in thanks, then tell Liam to hold still for his injection.

She dozes in the nest, her hunger satisfied for the moment. She’s still ass up, cum and slick dripping down her inner thigh. Making a mess of her and working our pheromones into the nest. We give her a half hour to soak up as much seed as she’s going to, then Matthew runs the bath for her.

Liam carries her into the bathroom, and together they bathe her. I spend the time sorting through the pile of stuff we bought just for this heat. The inflatable knotting ring for my cock. Condoms with a special expandable base made for alphas just in case the rut blocker fails for Liam. And a tube of arousal cream called Nymph-o in case my cock gets tired.

Waffles meows and scratches at the bedroom door. I follow him down to the basement and get him settled, giving him fresh food and water and petting him. I feed Syrup and take her outside for a bathroom and play break. By the time they’re settled again, Kat’s bath is done.

Kat is stretched out on the bed, her damp hair spread around her. She fingers herself and watches while Liam and Matthew kiss and fondle one another. When I enter, Matthew gives me a sly look. “I prepped for you.”

I grin. Let the fun begin .

I pause by the bed and run a finger over her knee. “Do you need me, meu docinho ?”

She nods, her hips bucking as she tries to fuck her fingers. But they’re not what she wants. Not what she needs. Too slim and gentle, when the thing she wants most right now is to be rutted into oblivion.

I lean into Liam and Matthew, kissing both of them and stroking their cocks. Squeezing their dicks together so they can fuck my hand. I thread my other hand through Matthew’s hair and pull him away from Liam, breaking their kiss.

“Who do you want to be inside while I fuck her?” I ask Liam.

“You,” he tells me with half-lidded eyes.

My heart pitter patters in my chest. I love it when he says he wants me. Needs me. The reassurance is always nice to hear. Their long shared history made me insecure at first. Made me feel like I had to prove myself. Justify my place in the pack as an extra beta. But now… Now I know they love me for me. Even though Matthew complains about how spicy I make my food and Liam thinks whiskey is better than cacha?a. He couldn’t be more wrong, but I love him anyway. We all have our flaws.

“Go prep,” Liam tells me, his gaze heated.

He doesn’t need to tell me twice. I let go of hair and cock so I can slap him on the ass. “Be right back.”

In the bathroom, I get myself ready. Make sure I’m clean and lubed. I stare at my reflection for a moment, tensing my muscles. I wonder what our kid will look like. If they’ll have her eyes and my bronze skin. Our baby’s gonna be the cutest. I flex and stretch, getting ready.

“Time to go make a baby,” I tell myself.

They’re fooling around and touching one another by the time I’m done. I climb onto the bed, then I get into position between her legs. Matthew coats his hand in slick and gets me ready. He plays with my cock too much to be all business. I kiss his forehead, stroking his curls back, and pump into the tight ring of his hand. “And what are you going to be doing?”

“I’ll fuck her mouth.”

Good plan. His hand falls away from my hard cock, and I sink into Kat. She arches her back and moans as I bottom out. Her breasts ripple with every thrust. Her pussy squeezes me, begging for my baby. The baby I ache to fill her with.

Liam rubs a slicked hand between my cheeks. He finds my tight hole and presses the tip of his finger in.

Groaning, I throw my head back and keep fucking her. Thrust my dick into her pussy with each forward stroke and fuck myself onto his hand with each recoil. He adds another finger, working my asshole open. Scissoring it wide and getting me ready for him.

My balls ache and my cock is hard enough to break rocks. Liam strokes my prostate as he scissors me wide. Kat whimpers with each of my thrusts, and her whines and whimpers are almost enough to break my tempo and make me lose myself.

“Hold still,” Liam orders. He brings his cock to my hole. Lines himself up and pushes inside. Makes me stretch and open for him. Slow and controlled. He tests my patience to be gentle. I need this. Need him to fuck me. Rut me raw and breed my ass while I pump Kat’s pussy full to bursting and put my baby in her.

He sinks in past the tip and I stretch around him, my tight hole puckering. Thrusting slowly, he works his way deeper. Makes me open up and take him until he’s buried to the root. To the base where his knot will grow and tie us together.

“Good boy,” Liam tells me.

My body flushes with warmth. Sweat beads my brow. It’s taking all of my control to hold back right now. To wait until I’ve adjusted to him.

Kat whines, impatient. She bucks underneath me, as much as she can with my weight trapping her in the nest.

“Shh, meu docinho. Hush,” I tell her. “You’re gonna get what you need real soon. I promise.”

“Yes.” Liam pulls back and pushes into me. Makes me take him deeper, but there’s nothing left to take. I’ve gotten all of it.

He braces a hand on my shoulder for leverage. And then he pulls back and thrusts again. No more warmup. No mercy. Only rutting. Our bodies slap together. I let it rock me forward, driving me into her. Setting our pace and rhythm as our bodies become intertwined. Kat’s whimpers finally stop. Her mouth rounds open and her hips make circles while she rocks with us.

“ Meu Deus, ” I groan, dropping my head and giving into it. Letting my alpha rut me while I breed our pretty little omega.

“Are you just going to watch?” I ask Matthew.

Matthew finally joins us. He crawls into the nest. Guides Kat’s head to the side and his cock to her lips. She parts them, taking him halfway down and sucking. Filling her mouth with cock until both of her greedy holes are filled. Later, once her pussy’s nice and soaked with cum, we’ll fill her ass too. All of us will fuck her at once while I get her pregnant.

I can’t wait to watch her belly get big again. Watch her do her cute pregnant waddle. Get another ultrasound photo to add to our fridge. Fill another empty bedroom. Take her to her prenatal yoga classes.

“That’s so good, babe. You like being full of cock, don’t you?” Liam asks me.

“Yes, alpha.” I pant. “I’m close.”

He tightens his grip on my firm ass. Spreads my muscular cheeks apart to watch me take him so deep.

“You don’t come until I do,” Liam orders .

I groan. My thighs tremble. “Her pussy’s fluttering. I can’t…”

Liam’s hand wraps around the back of my neck. Holds me in place and asserts his dominance over me. “Not. Yet.”

He slows his pace, edging me. Ignoring my protests and foreign curses. Working me to a frenzy until I’m begging him for permission to come.

“Liam,” I whine, desperate with need. Kat’s pussy squeezes and grips me, her knees tight on my hips. Her body soft and plush and fertile. She doesn’t need to lose the baby weight she complains about. She’s perfect the way she is.

Matthew’s already emptied himself inside her mouth. His spent cock twitches against his thigh with renewed interest, plumping from the scene we make. From the filthy things I promised my alpha if he’ll just let me come already.

“I’m going to come inside you,” he tells me.

Finally. “Please,” I beg.

“And you’re going to put a baby in our omega because I’m letting you.”

Ai, meu Deus. Why does that make it hotter? I love it when Liam plays out my stern alpha fantasies. When he acts tough and bossy. “Thank you, alpha,” I groan.

His knot swells, triggered by my submission. It teases at my tight ring with every thrust. He fucks me harder and need burns through me. Makes my balls ache with unspent seed.

Matthew catches my eye and smirks while he strokes his cock back to life with languid movements. Kat mewls, begging us wordlessly for relief. For a womb full of cum. For a baby.

“You’ll take my knot,” Liam tells me, not giving me the choice.

My asshole clenches around him while Kat’s pussy clamps down on me. I can’t take another minute of this. Of this perfection. “Thank you, alpha. ”

He growls, pleased, digging his fingers into my hips. Tugs my ass back onto his cock, fucking me deeper. Thrusting me forward into our omega. Fucking her good and proper. Until waves of relief pulse through me. Travel down my body like rings in a pond from a tossed stone. His knot swells and he shoves it deeper, pumping me full while it pops and stretches my asshole obscenely wide.

I come with a cry and a gasp for air. My spine stiffens, and my noises become strangled. I come inside her, each instinctual thrust of my hips tugging at his alpha knot in my ass. Pulling on it, stimulating me, rubbing my prostate. Milking me.

I collapse on top of her, spent and exhausted, and catch my breath.

Purring, he rubs me down. Soothes me with his rumbling chest and strokes of his palms up and down my heaving sides. Kat purrs too, her knees squeezing my hips. Keeping me inside her.

When I’m able to think clearly enough for speech again, I glance at Matthew. “How many times did she come?”

“Four.”

I nod and sigh with relief. Thank God. Four’s enough for now.

Matthew chuckles and grabs a protein water, encouraging all of us to drink as we wait for Liam’s knot to subside. After all that edging, it takes him a while.

When we finally detach, I let my cock slip free of her. Matthew folds Kat’s legs back and drags the pussy plug he bought her through the cum dripping down her ass. He shoves it inside her pussy, stoppering her up on the bulbous silicone knot. He plays with her clit and makes her come on it, her eyes rolling back in her head as she finally orgasms on the knot her omega instincts demand .

We fuck her unconscious, and she sleeps deeply. Properly filled and plugged.

Liam pulls out of my ass and pats my hip fondly, pausing to enjoy the faint bruises already forming on my skin. He lies down, exhausted and spent, and cuddles her. She purrs, her happiness settling the emotions of the room.

Hopefully we have at least half an hour to recover. She’s satisfied for now, but our girl won’t be for long. I’ve never seen an omega through her heat before. Never seen anything but porn. I wasn’t fully prepared. Porn only gets the gist of it. None of the exhaustion. The marathon aspect of it all. It’s gonna be a long couple of days. At least it’s good cardio.

Matthew grabs another protein water and makes me drink half, and then he shows me the small white pill in his hand. “Open.”

I open my mouth for him. He sets the pill on my tongue, and I swallow it. I drain the rest of the bottle and crumple the plastic in my grip. My throat bobs as I swallow it all down.

I can’t wait for what comes next.

Four days. That’s how long it takes for her heat to break. For her scent to change. Liam pulls Kat closer until she’s nearly on top of him and sticks his nose against her neck. Smelling her deeply.

“You’re pregnant,” he says.

Kat blinks a bleary eye open and rubs at her face. “Oh my God. I feel like I got hit by a truck. Between my thighs. Repeatedly.”

Smiling, I laugh. “Good. That means I did my job right.” I squeeze her to me and I’m grateful that it’s over. As wonderful as it’s been, it’s been equally exhausting. My cock and balls ache like they’re about to shrivel up and fall off.

I cup my hand over her belly, where our next baby will grow. There’s nothing to feel yet, of course, but it satisfies my possessive urge. I can’t wait until her belly’s showing. Until I can feel the baby moving. I’ve read that second births are often easier. The next two are gonna be a cake walk after this one.

“Really?” Kat asks, cupping my hand with hers.

“Yeah. I can tell,” Liam says. “You’re pregnant, kitten.”

Leaning over her, I kiss her slow and sweet. Liam and Matthew slide closer, joining our cuddle pile. They take turns kissing her and feeling her soft, flat tummy.

The smile she gives us all is indescribable.

Twenty weeks later when we find out we’re having another little girl, I tape up over a hundred paint swatches to decide what color we’re painting the nursery.