Chapter 26

Red’s eyes roll back and her body slumps in the stockade. Alpha holds her hips up while C lifts the slat on the footboard. I catch her upper body as she slips out of the wooden prison.

“Well, that was fun,” Alpha says with a smirk as he pulls his dick out of her wrecked snatch.

“Yo! Cover her clam, you’re letting all that milk go to waste.” I snap and shift Red’s body towards Alpha.

He cups her pussy and holds her upper body. The two of them are staring at me like I lost my marbles.

Jokes on them, I never had marbles to begin with.

I rush to the cabinets and flick the doors open. I know I stocked up on collection jars. Never know when you need a sample. Grabbing the jar, I twist off the top as I head back towards them.

I crouch down and hold the plastic container just below her hole. “Okay, you can move your hand. Just be sure to let what’s pooled on it drip in as well.”

Alpha glances at C before shrugging and tilting his hand. Our mixture of spunk gushes out of her entrance and into the cup. I lick my lips as the possibilities fill my head.

Tarts?

Cream puffs?

Milkshakes?

Butter?

Mmm, cum butter.

The list of sweet treats is endless. I scrape the side of the collection cup up her thigh and over Alpha's hand. Standing up, I screw the lid on and look at my brother's confused faces. “What? I'm gonna use it in my cooking.”

They blink at me with their blank stares before C shakes his head. Charlie steps closer and checks the welts on her back. “Didn’t break the skin. She’ll be bruised but fine.”

I scoop my arm behind her knees and lift her bridal style. “I’ll drop her on the cot. Who’s on dinner duty? I’m fucking starving. Fucking always makes me hungry.”

Alpha rolls his eyes with a groan. “You’re always hungry. It’s my turn to cook. I’ll set a plate aside for her. Wipe her down and pop a mint in her mouth. It’s rancid.”

He strolls towards the door like he didn’t just fuck this bitch unconscious. Charlie tucks a piece of Red’s knotted hair behind her ear. “Why don’t we deck her out in the kitty gear? I think her ass is feeling a little neglected.”

My lips pull up in a grin. “Fuck yes, you grab the stuff. I’ll go get her wiped down and then put this away.” I hold up my plastic cup of cum with a smile.

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