Page 7 of Breeding Clinic

The rumbleof a purr between my legs wakes me. Liam licks my pussy, his tongue darting through my folds to clean away old slick and cum. Making room for a fresh load.

“Mmm.” I arch into it, reaching down to play with his hair while he eats me out. His tongue rolls over my clit, and then he sucks me into his mouth. “Fuck, that’s good.” My hand tightens into a fist in his hair, trapping his head between my thighs.

He purrs, his mouth still suctioned around my clit, and I’m lost in my heat again. He works an orgasm out of me, then ignores my whining to surface for air.

“You need more cum,” he tells me.

I let Liam position me how he wants me, content to stay limp and boneless as he puts me on my hands and knees. He takes up the traditional breeding pose behind me.

The bed sheets are cool and refreshing under my flushed cheek as he pulls my ass higher into the air. The mattress dips as he gets into position. His cock brushing over my slit, coating himself in my slick. Notching at my entrance, then plunging in deep.

“Oh, fuck,” I cry out, squeezing my eyes closed and fisting my hands in the twisted sheets. He’s deeper than before. Like he’s trying to fuck himself directly into my womb.

Liam sets a rough, brutal pace. Rutting me. Our skin slaps together, making a filthy staccato. He grunts and fists an ass cheek in each palm, stretching me wide so he can watch his cock be swallowedby my eager pussy.

“Fuck, Kitty Kat,” he moans. “I didn’t know pussy could be so damn good.”

His praise makes me blush. And the way his scalloped head rubs along my g-spot makes me come. My spasms push him out, but he forces his way back inside my pulsing channel. “No, you’re gonna take it. Take all of it.”

I squeeze down on purpose, enjoying how it makes him groan. “I want it.”

“Yeah, you do. This pretty pussy is begging to drip with cum. Not much longer. I can’t resist you.”

He makes good on his promise, coming a few thrusts later. Liam pulls his swelling knot free with a wet pop, then forces it back in. The stretch borders on pain, and his next attempt fails. He swells, and swells. Stretching my pussy wide. Plugging his cum in deep. He pulses, his cock shooting thick ropes of cum all over my ripe, open cervix. If this doesn’t put a baby in me, it won’t be for lack of trying.

“Make yourself come, pretty kitty,” he orders.

I work a hand down between me and the mattress and explore where he’s buried deep. How his knot fills me completely. My gentle explorations of our tie makes him groan. He spreads my ass cheeks wide, and I feel him pulse inside me again. Another dribble of fresh alpha cum.

My fingers brush over my swollen, tender clit. I roll it in familiar circles, touching myself exactly how I like it. I come, pussy spasming around his too big knot, my face buried in the scent filled nest.

We smell right together. Like a snow covered wood and a warm fire. Like Christmas cookies and a decorated tree.

“That’s good, sweetheart. Good job taking another load.” He pats me on the ass and runs his hands lightly over my back, petting me.

“Will you purr for me?” I ask, shy about the request.

He purrs, that deep alpha rumble that makes me feel safe. It rattles through all of our points of connections. Massages deep into my bones until I’m boneless. My eyes close, and I sleep.

This timeit’s me who wakes him. I study his face while he sleeps. He’s big. So broad chested and hairy, like most alphas are. Faint laugh lines and the gray at his temples make me happy. I can’t imagine doing this with a twenty-year-old. That would be so awkward.

His cock plumps in my hand as I stroke it to life until it’s pointing up. He wakes up when I straddle him, his cockhead dragging over my slick pussy.

“I’m sorry,” I say as I notch him at my entrance and slide down. “I couldn’t wait.” Lifting up, I slam back down and grind my needy clit on his base. “I need you.” Need him deep, scratching this relentless itch. Need my empty pussy filled with cum.

Liam grabs my hips and holds me still, ignoring my whimper of distress. Then he plants his heels and fucks up into me, taking over. He bounces me on his dick, gripping my hips to keep me in place.

“I’ve got what you need,” he promises.

I collapse on his chest and bury my nose in the hair between his pecs. His scent and the faint rumble I can feel but not hear soothes me. The thick cock in my pussy appeases the rest.

“Fuck, I can’t get enough of you,” he groans. “Of this pretty cunt.”

“More,” I demand. All I can think of is his virile alpha cum. Dripping white ropes of it. Filling me. Stuffing me. Drippingout of me. His sperm meeting with my egg and giving me the baby I’ve longed for my whole life.

I rake a hand through his chest hair and writhe against him, my desperation breaking his rhythm. “I need this.” My hips rock against him in the pursuit of pleasure.

Liam’s hand encircles my wrist, and he bends my arm behind my back, pinning it there. His hips buck, jarring me out of my focus. He wrests control from me, and resumes his pounding from below.

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