Page 132 of Breeding Clinic

Matthew strokes me between my legs. Spreading my slick around. Making sure I’m nice and wet. My belly cramps with need, and fresh slick trickles out, telling the beta that I’m ready. Ready for fucking. Ready for breeding. That once they put a cock in me I’ll stop fighting them.

Instead, he plays with me. Fucks two fingers in and out of my needy pussy. Adds a third. But it’s still not what I want. It’s not a cock. A knot. Nothing else will sate my body’s terrible craving. Still, the pumping of his fingers helps. It eases some of the ache and awful cramping.

My hips move with him, fucking me harder on his fingers. Making wet, filthy sounds.

He pulls his hand free before I come, ignoring my disappointed whine, and brings it down on my pussy with a smack. I jolt, let out a yelp, and bring my bent knees together to protect where I’m most vulnerable.

Matthew grasps one of my legs and wrenches it open. His hand comes down on my mound repeatedly. Sharp smacks that make my eyes cross and my swollen clit throb. Warmth blooms between my legs as he spanks my pussy. Slaps right over my empty hole and clit.

I can’t take it. It’s too much.

Wiggling, I fight Gabriel’s hold. Where is Liam? My head swivels, searching for him in the dim room. He’s kneeling on the nest, his beautiful cock in his hand. Stroking it. Pre-cumdripping down his knuckles and soaking into the sheets.Wasting it.

I whimper. Slick trickles in thick ropes down my ass. My core clenches with every smack of Matthew’s palm. Despite my irritation, my body likes it. Likes any sensation that gets it closer to coming. Even if it’s not exactly what I want.

“If you come while he spanks your naughty pussy, I’ll put my cock in you,” Liam promises.

Yes.My labia swells, engorged and warm from the spanking. My clit swells too, erect and sensitive. Matthew focuses his fingertips on it. Spanks it lightly until my hips roll into every hit. Need tightens, aching and awful. I need relief. Need a cock and a knot and some fucking relief. I gasp, and moan, and wiggle uselessly under Matthew’s heavy hand.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Matthew says. “Let go. Let us make you feel good until it’s time to fuck you. Can you come from having your pussy spanked?”

It takes a minute for his question to penetrate the fog of my heat. Can I? I close my eyes and nod, breathing heavily.

“That’s our good girl,” Matthew says, slapping my mound harder. Tapping over my clit. “You’re being such a good omega, Kat. Such a good slut taking her spanking so well. You were naughty earlier when you tried to mount Liam while he was sleeping.”

Did I do that? I don’t remember it.

“That’s okay, sweetheart,” he continues. “We know you’re sorry. That’s why we’re gonna let you come.”

Come. Yes. I need to come. Pinned between my two betas, I let go and surrender while Matthew disciplines my naughty pussy. Spanks it until my breath catches in my chest and I flush with heat. Tension coils in my pelvis.

“That’s it. That’s our good girl. You’re taking your pussyspanking so well,” Matthew croons. “Come for me, sweetheart.”

I come against his hand, a strangled moan rattling through my throat. My back arches, and Gabriel’s hands tighten. He pins me down harder until I stop pulling against him. My channel clenches, slick dripping down my ass. It soaks into the bedding.

Matthew palms my swollen, hot mound. My pussy spasms against his hand, tight and swollen. Throbbing. “Good girl. Now bend your knees to your chest for your reward.”

I bend my trembling legs up and wait. He slides away, and Liam takes his place between my thighs. Fists his cock and rubs it up and down my pussy. Spreads my slick around and taps his head against my clit. Drifts lower, notching against my entrance. Teasing my hole.

Yes. Yesssss. Oh my God. I need it.

He presses slowly inside, and all the breath rushes from my lungs in relief as I sigh. The stretch is glorious and long overdue.

“Liam,” Gabriel says in warning.

“Just getting slick,” Liam answers. He thrusts in slowly. Too slow for what I want. He buries himself to the root until I’ve taken all of his big, alpha cock. “Trust me.” He pulls out. Not halfway to push in again, but all the way out. I whine from the loss of him as he notches lower at my ass. His slicked up head presses against my asshole and pushes in slowly.

Nooooo. Not there. He can’t give me a baby there.I like it when my betas fuck my ass, but not my alpha. Whining, I fidget. Try to twist and contort and pull away. What if he doesn’t realize he’s fucking the wrong hole?

“It’s your fault, pretty kitty,” Liam says, pushing into my ass. Shallow, controlled thrusts. He palms my hips and keeps me still underneath while Gabriel still has my arms pinnedabove my head. “You’re the one who made me promise not to fuck your sweet pussy for three days. To edge you.”

I don’t think I meantthis. This is torture. “Liam,” I groan, my voice rough with lack of use. From all the screaming I did earlier.

He bottoms out inside my ass and starts rocking in and out. Slow, measured thrusts that don’t satisfy my heat.

“Do you want your pussy plug,meu docinho?” Gabriel asks.

I nod. Yes. Anything to fill this void.

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