Page 36 of Breeding Clinic

When Kat’s done with her workout, she comes to join me. I drop from the pull-up bar and put my hand on her back. “Let’s find a quiet corner.”

I bring her to a classroom that’s not being used today and lay a mat down on the floor. She eyes it warily. “What’s this for?”

“You need to stretch or you’ll be sore. I’ll help you.”

“Uh-huh,” Kat says skeptically. But she sits down on the mat and starts working on her leg muscles. When she twists into a hip crossover, I push her leg a little further and assess her hip bones to make sure she’s opening up her pelvis properly.

“You just want another excuse to touch my ass,” she says, eying me.

“It’s a nice ass.” I grin and stare at her cute butt. “Does it bother you?”

She thinks for a moment. “No.”

I push a smidge harder, using my other hand as a counterpressure. Her hip joint cracks, releasing tension.

“Oh, shit. That was amazing.” Kat’s groan of relief gives me dirty thoughts. It makes me wonder if that’s what she’ll sound like when I’m buried deep inside her and making her feel good.

“Can you do the other side?” she asks innocently.

I pop her other hip, then notice the damp spot on her light yoga pants. Is that sweat or arousal? I drag my hand down between her legs, rubbing over her pussy. Her yoga pants have the diamond shape at the crotch instead of the flat seam. It’s a perfect target.

“How about here? Is there tension here?” I ask.

Her eyelids flutter while I massage her pussy, rubbing up and down. “Yes.”

“Do you want me to relieve it?” I ask, pressing her yoga pants into her cleft while I rub.Say yes. Meu Deus, please say yes. Please say you want me, too.

She glances around the empty classroom, then nods. I grab her under her hips and tug her onto her back. Spread her thighs so her legs are bent on either side of me while I kneel between them. Once she’s settled, I zero in on her pussy again.

I rub her diamond-shaped seam, pressing my thumb into her slit. Is she wearing panties under them? A thong? I didn’t see apanty line during yoga. God knows I was staring at her ass enough to tell.

Liam says pregnant omegas are insatiable and needy. God, I hope that’s true. I’m gonna make her fall in love with me one orgasm at a time until the thought of walking away from us is unbearable. Because I think she could be perfect for us. She could be exactly what our pack needed.

Her cheeks flush a pretty shade of pink and her breath catches. Her breasts push together making a pretty Y shape at the top of her bra. Her tits are natural. A perfect handful. I reach my other hand up and palm one, squeezing it.

She flinches and I could kick myself. She’s pregnant. They’re probably sensitive. I settle for teasing her nipple instead. Circling the ring of her areola as it puffs up, swelling from her arousal. Her nipple hardens into a firm peak that tents the fabric of her sports bra.

“Does that feel good,meu docinho?”

“What does that mean?” she asks instead of answering me. Her hips flex. She grinds her pussy harder against my hand.

“Hmm… It means you’re sweet. My sweetie.”

“I like that,” she sighs, her hips rolling with the movement of my hand. Making a rhythm.

The damp spot spreads on her fitted yoga pants. I dig them into her, soaking more of it. Watching it darken. I rub her firmer. Faster. She moans and her hands fidget on the yoga mat. Her breathing gets louder and faster.

The door of the studio opens, and I twist to look over my shoulder. There are two middle-aged women standing there, looking confused. “Is this the aerobics class with Marie?”

Kat chokes on a moan, but I don’t stop rubbing her. They can’t see anything really while I’m blocking their view of her. I stroke my thumb up and down her wet slit, going over where I know her clit must be. Again. And again.

“No, it’s not,” I tell them. “I think that’s down the hall in studio one.”

“Oh. What are you doing in here?” one of the ladies asks.

I think fast, coming up with an excuse. “Crunches. She’s taking a quick break.”

“I can hear her panting. You’re really working her hard. Are you a new personal trainer?” one asks.