Breeding Clinic (Heatverse)

Chapter 28

Chapter Twenty-Eight

MATTHEW

I spend way too long looking at cabbage at the store. It doesn’t need to be perfect. We’re not even going to eat it. But I want them to be extra special anyway. Because Marcia will be six months old tomorrow and Kat is worried about her age. Not that omegas don’t have babies in their late thirties and early forties all the time. Especially with Dr. Fugo assuring us that he can increase her dose if this cycle doesn’t take.

This cabbage needs to be perfect, because it’s mine. It’s to dry up her milk so she can get pregnant with my baby.

An elderly woman comes by, looking at the cabbages too. I make my selection before she can take the one I have my eye on. “Sorry, excuse my reach.” I palm the vegetable and add it to my cart along with the other groceries we need.

I do the rest of our shopping and drive home in a daze. I drop the first bag on the kitchen counter and shout that I’m back.

Gabriel comes down, our youngest strapped to his chest in her harness. She hates being put down, and he likes talking to her in Portuguese while he works out. He says it’s important she learns about her heritage so that she doesn’t grow up speaking only English like he did until his teens. His immigrant parents wanted to assimilate into American culture as quickly as they could so they only spoke English at home. He didn’t start speaking Portuguese until he went to Brazil to meet his extended family and his cousins made fun of him for not knowing his own language.

“Hey, babe,” I say, ripping the paper bag open to get to the groceries inside. “There’s more in the car.”

He pauses to kiss me on the cheek. “I’ll get the rest. You start putting them away.”

Five minutes later, Gabriel nudges the kitchen door open with his foot. He’s got six bags of groceries loaded in his two arms and the baby still strapped to him.

How the hell did he get them all in one trip?

I watch, wide-eyed, as he sets them down on the counter one arm at a time. They’re not light. We go through milk and juice like crazy so I buy two things of each at a time. “Ooh, you got the cabbage,” he says, waggling his brows at me.

My face heats with a blush. “Yeah.”

Gabriel knocks his shoulder into mine. “Excited?”

I stare at the box of baby puffed crackers in my hands. “Yeah, but I’m pretty nervous too.”

Gabriel rubs my shoulders until the tension melts under his digging thumbs. “You’re gonna do great.”

It’s not that I’m worried about performance, per se. It’s more like a fear that since Liam and Gabriel had it so easy, what if my turn breaks our streak? Kat’s already so nervous about her age. What if this heat cycle doesn’t take?

Kat comes in from the back from her writing room and starts helping us unload groceries. Syrup trots along behind her, getting underfoot as she waits for someone to drop food on the floor. The goofy dog loves hanging out in the kitchen when anyone’s in here .

“How’s the book coming along?” I ask her.

“Okay.” She grabs the box of cereal the babies like and puts it in the cabinet with the others. “I have writer’s block so I’m taking a break. I think I’m going to take the rest of the day off and recharge.”

“Want to go down to the gym with me?” Gabriel asks, sliding a hand across her hip.

Kat gives him a suspicious glance. “That depends. What sort of exercise did you have in mind?”

Gabriel grins and lifts the eggplant from the bag of vegetables, stroking it. “I’ll make sure you get your cardio in, don’t worry.”

She snorts and grabs the eggplant from him and mutters something about sexercise under her breath while she walks over to the fridge. He hands her vegetables to put away while I reorganize the soup cans in their turnstile. When they get to the cabbage, she studies it for a moment before putting it in the crisper drawer.

“I’ll get started on dinner,” I tell them once we’re done.

“Let’s go find Daddy so he can watch you,” Kat says, pulling the baby from Gabriel’s harness and cuddling Marcia to her chest. “Mommy needs to go do yoga.”

“I’m gonna get changed,” Gabriel says, unbuckling the baby harness.

“Dinner’s at seven,” I tell him.

He swats me on the ass on his way out.

Smiling to myself, I pull out the ingredients we need and find the recipe I saved on my phone.

Less than a month later, Kat’s heat hits her fast with atomic clock precision. Her preheat is short this time. Only a day and a half. It must be from the higher dose of fertility meds.

“Are you sure?” I ask Liam as I pause while doing my tie.

Liam pokes his head out from under the covers where he’s been eating her out under the pretense of checking to see if she’s ready. “I’m sure.” He slaps her right on her mound, making her gasp and push her knees together. “That’s prime babymaking pussy.”

“I’ll call work.” I call my boss real quick and tell him that I’m on heat leave and won’t be in. So does Gabriel. Once we’re both covered with work, I pull the tie from around my neck and undo the buttons of my shirt.

“Let me get one more lick,” Liam says, wrenching her knees apart. His head disappears between her legs again and he tugs the sheet over them to keep her warm.

“We need to… to…” Kat moans, distracted. “Need to call Jen and—oh, God—have her get the kids.”

“I’ll call her,” I reassure her.

Gabriel slips from the bed. “I’ll go pack the kids up.”

Jen doesn’t live far away so it’s only an hour until I help her buckle the kids up in her car and watch her go, their stuff loaded into the trunk.

Gabriel pats me on the back. “All right, Mattie. You’re up.”

My heart pounds in my chest. I am. I’ve been half-hard since Liam said those perfect words this morning. I don’t have the breeding kink that our alpha does. But even without it, there’s something extra special about knowing that I’m the one who will be knocking up our omega.

Kat is coming against Liam’s face when we return, her fingers twisted in the sheets and her hair spread out in a tangled halo on a pillow. She’s perfect.

I never thought we needed a fourth member of our pack. A woman. An omega. Never felt that urge that rides Liam so hard to breed or makes Gabriel glance over his shoulder at a woman with a nice ass.

I’m glad that Kat proved me wrong. Proved how much our pack needed her. The mother to our two beautiful baby girls and—hopefully—another bundle of joy in nine months. Having two small children has proved challenging at times. But now that I know them, have read them bedtime stories and snuggled them and smelled their perfect newborn scent, I couldn’t imagine us having any other sort of life.

“Did your alpha make you feel good?” I ask Kat, gripping the edge of the blanket and pulling it so I can see him. Liam’s on his stomach, his head nestled on her thigh and his hips which flex as he humps a pillow. Poor guy. I can’t imagine the hell he’s going through. Smelling her in heat and knowing she’s off limits to him.

Because this heat, she’s mine.

“Mmhmm,” Kat hums, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm while Liam tries to find his with a pillow covered in her scent and slick. A poor substitute for her hot little pussy. But it’s all he gets from her for the next few days.

Gabriel stabs a needle into a glass vial and begins making a bunch of rut blocker shots. Even he’s not immune to the sights and sounds and smells of our fertile, needy omega. His stiffening cock fills out his tight briefs.

I’ve already decided how I’m going to handle this. After spending hours reading stories on message boards, I know what I want. How to increase our chances of conception.

I go straight for our drawer of toys and pull out the knotting ring. It’s bulky and awkward to put on, which is why Gabriel never liked it and only used it once. But I found the perfect solution. I grab the black leather garter I bought for this and buckle it around my leg, feeding the knotting ring’s inflation bulb through it. I test it to make sure it’s working, then release the valve. The air whooshes out and it deflates.

It takes some lube and patience to get the thick band of extra silicone onto the base of my penis. Once it’s on, my cock is slightly harder. Looks a bit more engorged to me too. I’m nearly as big as some alphas. With the fake knot, I don’t think she’ll be able to tell the difference once she’s delirious with her heat.

Liam slides out of the nest at Gabriel’s prompting to get his first shot.

Kat watches me approach her with interest. Her eyes flick up and down my body, savoring the sight of my ruddy cock and the black ring and holster.

“You know I love you, right?” I ask her as I kneel on the bed and crawl into the nest.

Her eyes are extra shiny in the light. Glassy, her pupils big and black. Her pink lips part and she licks them, fidgeting. She nods, but doesn’t answer. Heat makes her less talkative, keeps her thoughts muddled and distracted between lulls. But she shoves the blankets down and her knees fall open, displaying her pussy. She’s wet and pink and oh so ready for me.

“Good. Remember that,” I warn her. “Because I’m about to fuck you like I hate you.”

Surprise makes her eyes widen, showing off the whites. Grinning, I grab her ankle and pull. Tug her down the bed. Startled, she yelps. Alphas are aggressive. I’ve been fucked by Liam enough to know how hard our alpha likes it sometimes. Helped him fuck Gabriel or Kat stupid too.

I’m going to rut her into the nest and dick her down so good that she forgets my knot is silicone.

I pull her down the nest until her legs are hanging off the edge. Precariously perched. She bends her knees and lifts her hips on instinct to keep her balance. Spreads her pussy for me. Exactly how I want her.

Perfect.

I notch my cock to her entrance and shove inside. No warmup or gentle preparation. No slow, easing thrusts. I bottom out inside her and make her body adjust to me. Her nostrils flare as she breathes in deep, adapting to me and my blunt intrusion. She gets wetter. Fresh slick soaks me and makes my rough entry smoother.

“You like that, Kat?” I ask her, thrusting hard. Making her tits bounce and her thighs quiver. “You like getting fucked hard and fast like a perfect little slut? Yeah, you do. Your pussy’s already strangling my dick, begging for my knot.”

Kat mewls and tucks her legs up tighter. Stops focusing on her balance and relies on me instead. Gets lost in our fucking and trusts me to catch her if she falls. I slam into her. Fuck the air out of her lungs and the thoughts out of her pretty head.

“Fuck,” Liam whispers.

“ Meu Deus. ”

I pound her relentlessly. Until her nipples are hard buds and her pussy quivers on my cock. I keep fucking her through her spasms, her aftershocks, not stopping. Merciless. The knotting ring is tight. It makes me slower to come. But I don’t mind trying all that much harder.

“Listen to how wet that pussy is,” I say, reaching a thumb between her folds. Finding her clit and rubbing it until her back bows. If I weren’t gripping her tightly, she’d damn near levitate off the bed. “It wants a baby, doesn’t it?”

Kat tries to speak, but can’t. She’s too busy panting. Too busy coming on my cock as I ruthlessly fuck her cunt and stroke her clit. She comes again and I fuck her through her orgasm, not pausing. Not letting her come down or catch her breath. Her pussy clamps down like a vice, trying to strangle my orgasm from my cock. Anything to make this harsh claiming end. Because her body knows it’s mine.

There are benefits to always watching her. Observing and taking mental notes. I know what she likes. What they all do. And I don’t have any qualms about giving it to her. They’re too gentle for her. Too sweet considering what she really wants, what she craves, what she writes about. To be loved like our precious omega, the mother of our beautiful children, and to be fucked like our dirty whore. Our perfect omega fuck doll.

“You’re such a slut for cum, aren’t you, baby?” I ask her, not expecting an answer.

My thrusts bounce her up the bed. It’s only my hold on her hips that keeps her exactly where I want her. After she comes again, I leave her clit alone to play with her breasts. Grabbing them, squeezing. Spanking them. I bring my hand down hard on her nipple and delight in how she squirms underneath me. How her pussy grips me, urging me to come. To fill her pussy. Breed her raw and put a baby in her belly.

I guess I do have a bit of a breeding kink. Maybe theirs rubbed off on me. Or maybe it’s because right here, right now, with her, it’s actually possible. The thought of her belly growing with my baby makes my groin tighten. My engorged cock throbs around the knotting ring. My balls ache to fill her. There’s no holding it back anymore.

Chasing the feeling, I fuck her until she screams, and when that familiar tingle coils deep inside me, I let go. Hurdle over that precipice. My whole groin pulsates, shooting cum in thick pulses. I have just enough thought to pump the knot up, thrusting deep and spilling inside her until the knot’s too big for me to pull free anymore.

“Mmm. Fuck,” I groan, leaning over her to catch my breath. Sweat drips down the side of my face and lands on her stomach. “ That was good, baby.” But she still needs to come again. To increase our odds of making this baby. I massage her clit, rubbing circles. Working her up again until she’s writhing on my silicone knot. She orgasms, walls fluttering, her pussy squeezing like a vice. Trying to milk the fake knot for more cum.

I shudder and my hips twitch. It’s too much. I’m too oversensitized. But she doesn’t care. Her body clamps down on my buried cock, and I don’t come again so much as she sucks another spurt of seed out of me. Dredges it out of my balls like some sort of cum vampire. It’s her delicious revenge for my brutal pounding.

Fuck. Is this what it’s like for Liam? Goddamn. I don’t know how he can stand it without going insane.

I leave us tied together and collapse on top of her, pinning her down in the nest. My face pressed between her plush breasts as she breathes fast, regaining some awareness. Her legs wrap around me and keep me locked in, her heels digging into my ass. As if she’s worried I’ll pull out. That’s nice. It’s like she wants to make sure my sperm finds her egg.

I kiss her chest over her heart, and we lie there until we’re both somewhat recovered. She falls asleep, her body already exhausted from her heat. It doesn’t matter that she just woke up. She’ll sleep and fuck and not do much of anything else for the next four days or so.

Liam shoves a protein water at me, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

I take it and gulp it down, draining the entire thing in two swallows. This is gonna take a lot of protein water. I’m glad I bought an entire case. I toss the empty bottle toward the trash, not caring if it misses.

“That was… Wow.” Gabriel says, his tone impressed.

Recovered, I pry her legs from around me and turn the valve that deflates the fake knot. I slide her up in the nest so she won’t fall and hold my hand out toward them. “Plug.”

Someone puts it in my hand. I work it in between her cum slicked folds and glance at the clock. In half an hour, I’ll take it out and we’ll give Kat her first bath. But for now… I pat her tummy and wish my little swimmers good luck.

Once she’s cat napped and she’s gotten all the good stuff out of my hot load, I pop the plug free and let Liam pull her from the nest. Gabriel and I run her bath and gather up her heat wash supplies. Liam sits our sleepy omega on the toilet so she can pee.

“Prep her ass with the bidet. I have plans for that too,” I tell him.

We check that the bath water’s not too hot or cold. She’s running a fever from the heat so both would bother her. I check the water temperature against my wrist like I do with the babies’ bottles.

We add scent-free heat wash to the bath and mix it until it’s sudsy. Liam picks her up and puts her in, lowering her down. She wakes up once the bubble-covered water covers her.

“Shh,” Liam says, purring until she settles.

Gabriel and I wash the sweat from her hair and spray leave-in conditioner into it. Then Liam washes the rest of her, running her sudsy loofah over her body. Using his hand between her legs where she needs it extra gentle. I get a bottle of protein water in her while she’s getting clean and then we dry her off and bundle her up for snuggling.

Kat dozes off and on until she finally stirs around noon. I wake up to her tongue swiping across my chest. She licks her way to my neck, lapping at my scent gland. Her sharp, dainty omega fangs graze over my healed bite mark.

“Need a cock, baby?” I ask her.

She hums while she licks me. I find the cleaned knot ring in the bed and stroke my cock to life. Putting the ring on without lube is less pleasant. It catches on my skin and I wince.

“Let me borrow some of that,” I tell her, slicking my hand up on her pussy. I use her slick to lube up my cock and get the ring into place. Then I slap her on the ass. “Okay, get on top.”

This is perfect. Kat straddles me and I line us up. She sinks down, taking me halfway, then grunts. As if she’s disappointed she didn’t get all of my cock in one go. She lifts up again before dropping her ass down. The stretch of my cock makes her sigh and her hips grind down on me.

“Gabriel,” I say, patting blindly on his side of the bed. “Fuck her ass.”

“What?” Gabriel says sleepily. “Oh. Okay.” The bedding rustles as he gets up. I hear the click of a cap and the rhythmic slap of skin against skin as he lubes up his hand and makes himself hard. He gets into place behind her.

I palm her ass, spreading her cheeks for him. Helping him see her tight hole. He gets her ready, stretching her with his fingers first. Lubing her up.

Her hips swivel and I tighten my grip. Pinning her down until she’s gone still while he gets himself seated.

“You can take it, meu docinho ,” he tells her, working his cock inside.

Kat’s back arches as he fills her ass while I’m deep in her pussy. We stretch her wide and stuff her full. Fill both holes. Once he’s inside, I start to thrust. Use my grip on her ass to work her on both of our cocks.

Kat moans, rocking with us. Fucking herself on our cocks now that she’s warmed up and ready to go.

“ Meu Deus , she’s so tight back here.”

“I can feel you fucking her,” I moan, thrusting slowly. Building up a rhythm. Finding our pace together. “Your cock is rubbing against me. ”

We fuck her slowly until she stops whining. Until her shocked noises turn to moans. Then we fuck her for real. Alternating. Surging together. Making her take us however we want.

“You’re being such a good girl for us,” I praise her, spreading her ass cheeks for him. “Bend her arms behind her back,” I tell him.

“Fuck.” Gabriel curses, but does it. He twists her arms back and pins them down while he fucks her in the ass.

Kat gets wetter. Slick rolls down her body, dripping onto me. She likes it. Likes being our perfect, dirty slut.

I let go of her ass to grab her face, angling it toward me. Making her look. “Yeah, you like that. You like having a cock in both of your slutty holes.”

Kat shudders. Her face and chest flush. Her pussy spasms, and she comes.

And I can’t help but to follow her. To hear the strangled noises she makes and surge up faster. Chase the tight spiral of my own release. I come so hard I forget about inflating the knot, but Liam remembers. He takes the bulb and pumps it. The cock ring tightens on my shaft as it swells, plugging up her pussy.

I tug her hips down and grind her onto my pseudo knot until it’s buried. And Gabriel fucks her still, his cock rubbing against me through her fluttering walls. Pushing past my buried knot. Shoving in deep as he uses her ass until eventually he’s close too.

“I’m going to come,” he warns us. His cock jerks inside her. Kicks against mine through a thin dividing wall. Stuffs her ass full of cum until both of her holes are nice and soaked.

“Pull out first,” I tell him. I don’t want his cum dripping onto her pussy when it’s not plugged up. This baby’s mine.

Gabriel listens, pulling out and collapsing on his side. I tighten my arms around Kat and roll us, flipping her so she’s under me. My silicone knot is still buried deep, locking her womb up tight for me.

She barely stirs. I’ve fucked her asleep again. The gnawing hunger of her heat satisfied. At least for now.

We stay like that for a bit. With me half on her. Pinning her down in the nest. Covering her with my body. She loves it. Finds safety in being covered and smooshed. Her primal need for protection’s been met.

Alphas no longer battle to the death over omegas, of course, but the hindbrain needs what it wants. Instinct can’t be reasoned with. Kat sleeps, and I lie there, soaking in the soft curves of her face. The way her baby hairs curl on her sweat-beaded brow. The gentle rise and fall of her chest and the absolute certainty Kat must have to sleep this soundly in my arms. Safe. Cherished. Protected.

I kiss her forehead and deflate the knot, pulling free once it’s released its air. The plug goes in her cum slicked hole. Our cycle continues.

Liam comes in his hand and smears his satisfied alpha pheromones on her chest. Rubbing the scent into her tits. Coating her in his perfume so that Kat sleeps deeper. She curls on her side, and I tuck a soft blanket over her while my sperm go to work.

I curl around her and bury my face in her hair. Gabriel and Liam join us, taking this moment to nap. We’ll have to get up. Get clean. Force water down her throat. But for now, there’s only peace. Only comfort and pack. I hook my arm around her under the blanket and rest my palm on her belly.

Three days later when Liam sniffs her and pronounces her pregnant, all I can do is give them a thumbs up. There’s no moisture left in my body to coat my mouth so I can speak. My eyes are gritty, and it takes effort to keep them open.

I crash and sleep for fourteen hours straight.