Page 120 of Heat Clinic

I climb between both their legs and pump, tapping my head against her hole to dislodge the bead of pre-cum from the tip against her clit. She bucks, Tom’s cock sliding in and out of her tight little hole as she wiggles. But she’s all smooth, fuzzy edges in the bond and when I notch my dick against her cunt, she goes still and I know it’s all play. Tom holds still, buried deep, until we’re both fully seated.

“Fuck, why is that always so good?” he asks, moaning.

I surge forward, ignoring her little gasps as her belly bulges with us. My cock slides against his, just a thin wall separating us. I can feel where his shaft meets his head. I slide over that flare of his corona from within her. “Because it feels like I’m fucking you too.”

I glance over at Sam, who kneels there, stroking his cock with lazy movements. “Want to join us?” I ask.

“No. When you’re done, I want to fuck her pussy while Tom’s still in her ass.”

Tom groans. “You expect me to last that long? She squeezes like a vice.”

I chuckle, reaching down to roll her clit under my thumb as I pump faster. “Tom, you’re not allowed to come.”

Tom curses under his breath, his neck veins cording as he holds still in her ass while I fuck them both through her thin wall. But he obeys. He’s a brat. My brat. But after all these years together, he knows when I’m being serious.

Chasing my pleasure, I come with a grunt and flood her womb, her poor little belly swelling as I fill her up and lock it there. Is she pregnant yet? I rub her clit until her thighs quake and her chest flushes pink. Her cunt flutters, milking me. It sucks the dregs of my semen from me, and she soaks it all up as she comes on my knot.

Tom shifts, his cock jerking in her ass. The pressure of how full she is pushes him out, and he strains to stay there, to bury his cock deep in her guts while my knot keeps all that good alpha cum snug up against her womb where it belongs.

My knot shrinks, and I pull out of her, our fluids dripping all over Tom. He curses again, his hips twitching as he thrusts up into her, his arms banded tight under her breasts.

Sam gets into place, pushing her knees to her chest as he notches his cock at her entrance and sinks into her hot, wet hole.

She twitches, her legs kicking, and whimpers. When I purr, she settles. I watch over Sam’s shoulder as he fucks her with all the eagerness and stamina of youth.

“Bloody fucking hell! Can I come now?” Tom begs.

I wait a moment, dragging it out, as Sam batters her cunt, his thick cock gliding in and out, fucking our beta by proxy. The sight of both of them working together to drive her wild fills me with pride. “Yes.” Tom moves again. He thrusts five times, and then he comes with a filthy groan that makes Sam follow.

“Thank our omega.”

Tom reaches around and rubs her clit until she comes, the fluids dripping out of her. My cum. Sam’s too. Her slick. She soaks Tom again, then goes limp. He pulls himself from her ass and rolls them onto their sides, spooning her, while Sam flops down in front, his grin lopsided and proud.

Tom ruffles the boy’s hair. “Good job, puppy.”

“Are you ever going to let me fuck you for real?” Sam asks, still grinning.

Tom bops him on the nose. “Maybe one day if you’re very, very good. But remember, even if I let you fuck me, I’m still the one holding your leash.”

“Okay.”

I chuckle and walk away, my fatigued cock flopping against my thigh as we take advantage of our brief respite and rehydrate. Taking turns, we slip out of the nest to attend to our needs but all of us return, coming back to the cuddle pile one by one as we lie there in a tangle of limbs and blankets until she stirs again, her insatiable hunger for cock and cum resurfaced.

Sam forces another bottle of her special water down her throat. She clings to him, and he strokes her until her hips rise into the air, her signal that she wants more. That she needs us.

“Looking for a cock, omega?” I ask her.

She whimpers and nods, and I grab her by the hips and roll her onto her belly. She goes up on her knees, her face pressed into the nest and the comfort of our scents. I press my head to her entrance and slide in, her sweet slick coating me once more.

“You feel so good, sweetheart. You’re so wet.”

She moans. Either from the soft praise or the motions of my cock, I’m not certain, so I give her both.

“So perfect, sweetheart. Gonna breed you just like this, on your knees underneath me where you belong.” I roll my hips, sliding in and out of her and tugging her down onto my cock with every thrust against her cervix. “I’m gonna fill this sweet little pussy full of cum and fuck a baby into you.”

“Alpha,” she whimpers. Her hips rock back to meet me. She wants this. Wants my baby. Wants us to breed her.

“That’s right, sweetheart. God, I can smell it. You’re so fucking fertile. Smells so good. You like getting rutted raw, don’t you? You want this knot?”

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