Page 4 of Christmas Heat
"Fuck," he says again, powering back into her. "I can't fucking wait to see you all round with a baby. You're going to be so damn beautiful."
She can't even scold him about swearing or talking aboutbreedingagain because her words get caught up behind the moans that are spilling out of her without her control as her channel begins to pulse around him.
"Absolutely the fuck not, Eden." Tenor chastises her, as if she's responded to him with actual words rather than wanton sounds from the back of her throat. "You're not coming until we're done with you. What part of snowed in a remote cabin with the mountain men and used as a breeder did you not understand?"
She shoots him as vicious a glare as she can and then clamps her pelvic muscles down on him, strangling his cock and trying to force her own release to come quicker. She canjust feel it... almost there...
And then the rat bastard cums with a strangled sound and doesn't even knot her and she thinks she might actually bite him in retaliation if he didn't immediately straighten up and pull out of her.
"She might be submissive and breedable but she's also kind of feral," he mutters to no one in particular.
And then they all turn to Luke, still standing there with the frosting bowl in one hand, still fisting his cock with the other.
"If he gets one drop of jizz in there, I'm going to fucking kill him," Julius mutters before he turns her back onto her hands and knees, staring his pack brother down. "You're up, unless you want to skip your turn."
"Fuck no," Luke says. She hears the metal bowl clattering on the floor, and then the impossibly broad head of his cock thrusts inside of her, and she can't even shoot Julius a glare about offering her up like a prized heifer because she'sso close, just a little bit more, right there...
"If I knot her, what are the chances that I knock her up first?" Luke's words startle her and she nearly rears up to make another protest.
"I'm still on suppress–" Julius muffles her mouth with one massive hand and then pushes her back to the ground with his other hand between her shoulder blades so her chest makes contact with the cold hardwood beneath her. But even despite the forcefulness with which he manhandles her, his palm still cushions her face, not letting her actually get uncomfortable no matter what messed up games they were playing with her.
"No knotting," he growls at Luke. "Don't be greedy, asshole."
"One birth control injection isn't going to stop us from putting a baby in you, Eden. We already told you that," Tenor says reasonably from behind her, ignoring the other two.
Luke's hands clutch her hips as he starts to pound into her. She arches her back just like she knows they like, thrusting her hips back against him, but when she tries to snake a hand to her front to rub her clit, one of their hands catch hers in a manacled grip and she nearly growls.
When Luke cums inside her once more before she can reach her own orgasm, she thinks she might actually attack one of them.
Her pussy is fluttering helplessly, her hips churning and wiggling for any friction, but they won't even let her clench her thighs together when they turn her back onto her front.
"She doesn't look pregnant yet," Julius says, appraising her like a used cars salesman looking at a 2015 Toyota Camry. His voice is maddeningly unaffected as he squints down at her belly. "Guess it's my turn again."
Twenty-Two Days Until Christmas
Julius
"If you don't want your pussy to be so sore, maybe you shouldn't lie to us." Tenor's voice has that patronizing as shit tone that Julius knows is going to make Eden simultaneously wet and cranky.
"I wasn't lying! I told you I was thinking about Christmas!" She glares at him with absolutely no venom in it. "Daddy says Luke goes all out for it."
Julius' brain momentarily buffers when he hears her call him that, just like it always does, but then it restarts again and he pulls her close, slotting her back against his front and breathing in her sweet scent.
"I did tell her that," he admits.
It hadn't been his turn to sleep next to her last night, but Luke had already gotten out of bed to go shovel again so Julius wastaking advantage of having her next to him. She was much nicer to spoon than his massive pack brother's hairy ass.
The snow had finally stopped overnight so they'd probably be able to go see Tenor's family as planned in a couple days. Which was a goddamn shame. But Eden had been so insistent that she should meet their families, and they couldn't say no to their mate.
"Oh," Tenor says, staring at her for a moment and then shrugging. "Sorry, my bad. Yeah it's true, he's going to be insufferable about it. He loves holidays."
They'd fucked Eden's pussy for hours the night before until she'd nearly broken down into tears, and only then they'd finally relented and let her come. She'd immediately passed out and they'd had to wipe her limp body down with warm clothes before tucking her into her nest.
She whines and wiggles back against him, wordlessly seeking out more.
"Aw, baby, you want daddy to kiss your sore little pussy better?" He nuzzles the back of her soft hair with his face. Fuck, he hopes she says yes.
She squirms against him and he feels warmth spike in the bond. Fuck yeah, he'll take that as a yes. At first they'd been so careful about getting her consent and making sure they didn't do anything she didn't want, not when she had already been traumatized as shit from multiple attempted rapes and murders, both outside and inside the prison.
