Chapter 10
The night before the biggest game of the season, the basement felt electric.
Lila was already on the bed in the center of the room when the five of us filed in.
She was completely naked this time, legs spread wide, one hand resting protectively on her lower belly while the other lazily played with her leaking nipple.
Milk beaded and dripped down her swollen tits. Her pussy was already glistening.
“On your back, baby,” I said, voice low and rough. “Tonight we’re going to fill you so full the whole arena will feel it tomorrow.”
She obeyed instantly. I climbed between her thighs first, pushing her legs back toward her chest in a deep mating press. My cock slid into her warm, cum-slick pussy in one slow, claiming thrust. I stayed there, grinding deep, one hand rubbing her belly while the others watched.
“Feel that?” I growled. “That’s your team’s baby growing in here. We’re going to keep breeding you all the way through this pregnancy. Every win, every loss, every practice — you take our loads.”
Brock moved to her head, feeding her his thick cock while Kane and Tyler each latched onto a tit. Milk sprayed into their mouths as they sucked hard. Marcus stood beside the bed, stroking his massive cock and rubbing the head against her leaking nipple.
We took our time with her. Long, deep strokes from me while the others nursed and used her mouth. Every time I felt her pussy start to flutter, I slowed down, keeping her on the edge. When I finally let her cum, she squirted hard around my cock, soaking my balls and the sheets.
I flooded her womb with a huge load, then immediately pulled out so Brock could take my place.
He fucked her with powerful, rolling thrusts while Kane kept sucking milk from her tits.
Tyler slid his cock into her mouth, and Marcus rubbed his thick head against her stretched pussy lips, teasing her with the idea of taking even more.
We kept her like that for over an hour — rotating, double-teaming her mouth and pussy, milking her tits dry and then watching them refill.
By the time we were finished, Lila was a trembling, cum-drenched mess.
Her belly looked slightly rounded from the sheer volume of seed we’d pumped into her. Milk and cum coated her entire body.
“Tomorrow,” I told her, kissing her swollen lips, “you’re going to sit in the stands leaking our loads and our milk. And when we win… we’re going to come back here and celebrate properly.”
The next day we played like men possessed.
We won 6-2. I scored twice. Brock laid out their best forward. The whole team was buzzing as we filed back into the locker room after the final buzzer.
Lila was already waiting in the basement when we got home, wearing nothing but my jersey again. The second we walked in, she dropped to her knees.
The celebration was savage and triumphant.
We didn’t bother with slow build-up. Brock bent her over the bed immediately and slammed into her from behind while I fed her my cock. The rest of the guys stripped and surrounded her, taking turns in her mouth and on her tits. Milk sprayed everywhere as they sucked and squeezed.
Marcus was the first to breed her that night.
He flipped her onto her back, pushed her legs wide, and drove his massive cock into her cum-filled pussy with one brutal thrust. “This is what winners get,” he growled, pounding her hard enough to make her tits bounce and leak with every impact. “Our pregnant good-luck charm.”
We rotated through her for the next two hours.
Kane took her ass while Tyler fucked her pussy — the first time we’d properly double-penetrated her that night. She came so hard she nearly blacked out, screaming around Brock’s cock in her mouth. I held her belly the whole time, rubbing it while they used her.
When it was my turn again, I laid her on her side and fucked her slowly from behind, one arm wrapped around her, hand on her belly, the other reaching around to rub her clit. The other guys took turns nursing from her tits and feeding her their cocks until she was delirious with pleasure.
We came in her over and over — in her pussy, her ass, across her tits and belly. By the end, she was covered in cum and milk, belly slightly distended, pussy and ass gaping and leaking.
I pulled her into my lap at the very end, the other four guys sprawled around us, all of us touching her possessively. My cock was still inside her, slowly softening as I rubbed her cum-stuffed belly.
“You’re ours,” I murmured against her neck. “Pregnant. Leaking. Bred. The best fucking good-luck charm any team has ever had.”
Lila smiled sleepily, one hand resting over mine on her stomach. “I love being your breeding pet… all of yours.”
We stayed like that for a long time — the team’s pregnant, cum-filled, milk-leaking good-luck charm surrounded by the five men who owned her completely.