Page 19 of Breeding Clinic

KAT

I wakeup damp between my legs and my first thought is panic that it’s happened again. I shove a hand down the waistband of my sleep shorts. They come out covered in clear arousal, not blood.

Now that I’m more awake, I’m aware of my pussy being swollen. My clit throbs. I haven’t masturbated since the six-week scan when I found out about everything. I was too upset and anxious.

My body makes its needs known. Maybe I’ll feel better if I satisfy this need before I get up and get on with my day. I should take advantage of this morning’s lack of nausea while I can.

I pull my vibrator from the nightstand drawer and slot it between my thighs. It rumbles to life and I use it to rub my clit, my hips flexing with the urge to grind.

Repositioning it, I tease my entrance and pull up a private browser on my phone. Breeding, pulsating creampie compilations have always been my favorite. I find a good one, a video with lots of male moaning, and watch.

I grab the vibrator and work it in, building up to a faster speed. Then I follow his movements. I thrust when he does. Dig the vibrator in deep on my g-spot when he pauses to revel in the sensation of his partner’s pussy.

The man in the porn clip orgasms repeatedly. Cum spills from the woman’s swollen pink cunt. She flexes, pushing it out, to show the audience his volume. He comes a lot. Like Liam. But this man’s a beta. He doesn’t have a knot.

The recent memories of Liam’s perfect cock push me over the edge. My orgasm swells, tension pulling taut. My nipples tighten. Breathing shallow, I chase the sensation. Drive the vibrator and its tingling clit tickler in deeper.

The beta in the clip comes again with a guttural moan. His perineum pulses, his balls pulled up tight. I come with him, and then he pulls out. The proof of his pleasure is evident. Cum drips from her, and my pelvis tightens like a hard ball. There’s a sense of pressure deep within me. It’s something they don’t warn you about. That orgasms are different when your uterus isn’t empty.

After a minute, the cramp fades. And there’s only slick on the vibrator when I pull it out. I close out the browser tab and lie there while the aftershocks settle.

Then I take full advantage of how good I feel today. I go through my morning routine and make myself a breakfast of hash browns and an omelet stuffed with veggies. I still don’t have an appetite for meat right now.

My phone chirps, and I check my messages. It’s Liam saying good morning and asking how I am. If I’m eating right. Offering to drop off groceries if there’s anything I need.

It’s sweet. He really wants this baby. It’s a relief in a way. My old pack was so burnt out from trying and failing to conceive. Toward the end I wasn’t allowed to talk about it. Whenever I did, all we did was fight. If I’m honest with myself,I can admit that we probably weren’t a great match. Our scent match wasn’t enough to overcome our different lifestyle plans. A part of me never thought he’d really make it to the pro level in soccer. Although I never would’ve admitted it.

I send Liam a photo of my breakfast so he’ll stop worrying. He sends me back a selfie of him and his packmates in bed. They’re shirtless and tangled in the sheets. Liam is packed with alpha muscle and Gabriel clearly spends a lot of time at the gym, but Matthew has more of a wiry build. They’re all so different, but they look good together.

Three men. It makes me wonder why he matched with a female omega.

Kat

You didn’t want a male omega?

Liam

Gender doesn’t matter to us

Gabriel and I are bi

Matthew is demi and pan

We’ve all been with women before

When can we go on a date?

What did you have in mind?

Bubble tea

Really?

You don’t like it?

I hear the girls talk about it at the bar

Do you even know what it is?

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