Page 28 of Breeding Clinic

“Have I been neglecting you?” I ask, mostly teasing but also slightly concerned. I have a one-track mind at times. I don’t want my packmates to feel neglected.

Gabriel gives me a sly look, like he knows what I’m doing. “Maybe a bit,” he pouts. “You’ve been so distracted by the baby.”

“Can’t have that,” I say, sliding my hand down his toned stomach. I reach around and cup his ass, then drop a kiss on the side of his neck. “Not when I havemeu benzinhoright here.” I smack him on his nice, round ass. “Go prep, and I’ll show you how much I still love you.”

“I’ve beenveryneglected,” Gabriel says as he walks backward toward our bedroom. “Do you have enough energy left to handle all of this?” He gestures up and down his body. He’s been putting in a lot of time at the gym and it shows.

I grin. “I think I can rise to the occasion.”

He shoots finger guns at me. “I’m going to hold you to that.”

Gabriel disappears into our bedroom, and a moment later I hear our shower run. While he’s getting clean, I put the baby books away on our bookshelf and leave the novel on my nightstand. I want to read it first before Monday. Learn what our girl likes. Her secret fantasies.

I put her panties in my nightstand drawer. My alpha instincts won’t let me toss them into our dirty hamper. I’ll keep them until the scent fades, then steal another pair. Until she’s in our nest for real, it’ll have to do.

I undress and toss my dirty clothes into the hamper, then lie down on the bed. Gabriel’s shower is brief. He comes out, steam billowing through the open door, with only a towelwrapped around his waist. The water makes his brown hair darker against his golden brown skin.

He joins me on the bed, and I pull him close, going on my side. I slot my leg between his thighs and claim his mouth, kissing him until he’s moaning. His cock thickens, and I rub mine against him. Run my hands down his arms. His chest. His back. He’s put on a lot more muscle.

Grabbing him, I flip us, pulling him on top of me. The towel slips and I shove it down his round ass. Still kissing him. He moans into my mouth as I get a nice grip and spread his cheeks wide. His cock slides against mine as he grinds while straddling me.

I finger his asshole and test it. Nice and clean, and already lubed. Pushing past the tight ring of muscle, I work a finger in and out of him. Add a second. Rub his prostate until pre-cum drips on my stomach. He tips his head back, breaking our kiss to suck in a breath.

Lifting him off my lap a bit, I fist my cock and notch it between his cheeks. Rub my cockhead along the cleft of his ass, teasing his hole. On the third teasing pass, he pops his ass out and my head catches on his rim. It dips inside. He sighs and stretches, using his palms on my chest for leverage as he seats himself on my cock. He takes the first inch, stretching wide. Slow, measured thrusts open him up for me.

“You feel so good,” I tell him, knowing how much he craves the praise. They all do. “So hot and tight for me. Can you take all of me?” It’s been a while since we practiced him taking my knot. Sometimes it’s too much effort. Some days all we want is a quick, easy fuck.

Gabriel drops his head, and we lock eyes. “I want all of it. All ofyou.”

I put my hand over his chest, finding his heartbeat with my palm. My hips flex, my cock going deeper. Still slow.Controlled. I spread the lube he prepped with deeper until he takes me all the way to the root. His eyes flutter once his ass claps against me.

“Papai,” he groans. His body moves with me, fucking himself on my cock. “Harder.”

Bending my knees and digging my heels in the bed, I fuck up into him. Slam my cock home.

“Harder,” he begs, eyes closed and mouth soft. Lost in the pleasure.

I fuck him harder, bouncing him, only stopping when my cock pops free. He whines in annoyance as I growl in frustration. “On your knees.”

Gabriel climbs off me and gets on his knees in the middle of the bed. I go behind him, taking a moment to appreciate the beautiful sight he makes. Ass up in the air, face down. I check to make sure there’s still enough lube, then set my cock to his puffy hole and push in. With this angle, I can go deeper.

“Mmm, fuck, that’s good,” he moans.

If he can talk then I’m not doing my job right. I use my leg to move his higher, knocking him off balance. I lean over him, covering him. Pushing his body into the mattress as I make him take my weight. My teeth nip at his shoulder. His neck. My cock drives deep, balls slapping against his ass. He takes all of me now.

My pelvis tightens before I’m ready to come. I slow my pace, ignoring his whining. Wrap a hand around his neck and pull him up and back. Bring his face in range so I can make him twist back. Kiss him.

“Cachorro,” he whines. Calling me a naughty dog in Portuguese.

I shove two fingers in his mouth and hook him like a fish. Make him look at me with his wide, surprised eyes. I chuckle. He knows I don’t tolerate brats. And he can’t talk shit if hismouth is full. He whines, annoyed, and his tongue slides along my fingers. As if that’s going to gross me out. His tongue has licked worse places than my fingers. A string of drool drips from the corner of his mouth.

“Bad boys get their mouths stuffed.”

He groans, his throat bobbing to swallow his pooling saliva while I fuck him like this. He doesn’t fight me. No matter how strong he gets, how many hours he spends lifting weights, we both know who will come out the winner if we grapple. I’m an alpha, and he’s my beta bitch. He’s fuckingmine.

Does he need a reminder?

“You’re mine,” I tell him as I fuck his ass harder so he knows who’s in charge in this bed. “Do you get that?”

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