Page 133 of Breeding Clinic

“I have a better idea,” Matthew says. He gets out of the nest, and I hear rustling sounds. He takes something into the bathroom and runs the tap. A moment later, he’s back. He’s holding the vibrating butterfly toy, the one they gave me as a mating present. We use it on our rare date nights out.

Matthew pushes it into me and palms the remote. It buzzes to life, the butterfly’s wings vibrating my mound while its feelers tease my clit. Its bulbous body curls inside my pussy. Too small to be satisfying. Too large and vibrating to be ignored.

This is fucking worse.It’s like starving for days and then having one bite of ice cream.

I choke on a sob. Unshed tears gather at the corners of my eyes. Liam fucks me slowly. Gently. His big cock stretching the wrong hole.

“Hmm. This might have gone too far. I can grab the condoms,” Matthew says.

Yes.I nod. He should grab the condoms and fuck me.

“No, she made us promise,” Liam says. “We don’t know if the spermicide might make the cycle fail.”

“Kat did say she refused to go through with a shitty heat more than once,” Gabriel says.

I’m a fucking idiot. I can’t do this, not even once. Why did I think I could stand it?

“We’re almost there,” Liam says, still rocking. He leans over me and uses his thumb to wipe the tears from my eyelashes. “Twelve more hours, kitten. You can bear it. We’re almost there. Don’t give up. You can take it.”

His soft, sweet words fill me with rage. My lips peel back from my teeth and I clench them together, hard. Growl. A primal need to hurt him as badly as he’s hurting me now by not fucking me face down in this perfect nest I built for him. In our bond, he’s sweet and sorry. A gentle balm that does nothing to soothe my irritation.

Matthew clicks a button that makes the toy buzz harder, faster. Makes my hips rise up and fuck my ass deeper on Liam’s buried cock. His cock rubs against the toy in my pussy through my wall and finally—fucking finally—there’s a break in my all-consuming need. A brief flash of relief.

Liam grunts, feeling it through our mating bond. His hands tighten on my fists and he pulls his hips back and slams them into me. His cock slides against the bulbous toy. Pushes it up, rubbing it against my sweet spot.

I gasp and go still. My focus shifts. My growl stutters into a hesitant purr.

“Is that what you want, kitten? You want me to pound this tight little ass?” Liam thrusts hard again. Bounces me on his cock. “That, I can give you.”

And he does. He fucks my ass hard. Harder than they’ve ever fucked me back there before. Matthew cranks the toy up and it doesn’t take long for me to come. For my body to clamp down on everything stuffing me full.

Liam groans, his thrusts slowing. His cock pulsing. Coming inside me and wasting good alpha seed in the wrong hole. He pumps my ass full and sits there, his knot on the outside, breathing hard as he squeezes it with his hand.

“God, I wish I could fuck her mouth,” Gabriel says.

“Are you crazy?” Matthew asks. “She’s half-feral right now. She’d bite your dick off.”

“What a way to go,” Gabriel jokes.

The toy stops buzzing, but my need’s only half-satisfied. The silicone toy’s not enough. Liam pulls out, leaving me emptier. Cum drips down my ass, wasted, and soaks into the absorbent bedding.

“It’s still not enough,” Liam says, looking down at me thoughtfully.

“We should have bought that fucking machine we looked at,” Matthew says.

Liam rubs the back of his hand over my body at different points. “Her heat’s gotten worse. She has to be ovulating.”

Yes. I’m ovulating.He can fuck me once I’ve ovulated.

“We agreed to wait until seventy-two hours,” Matthew reminds him. “To be sure.”

“It’s up to you,” Gabriel says to Liam. “How badly do you want to have a boy? I can stop giving you your rut blocker.”

Liam eases my legs down and lays his palm on my belly. “Sorry, hellcat, but I’m not fucking your sweet pussy until you’re ready for me to give you a son.”

“Let me check her,” Gabriel says. “Switch with me.”

They change places, Matthew holding my wrists over my head while Liam watches and Gabriel slides between my thighs. Gabriel pulls the toy from my pussy and tosses it aside, then fingers me. His middle finger presses deep, tapping against my cervix. Checking my readiness for breeding.