10. Chapter 10 #2
He was already hardening again. His cock rising, thick and ready.
Zara saw it. Her pussy clenched reflexively, pushing more of his cum out. "Already?"
"Get on your knees. Face the table. Ass up."
She scrambled to obey. Slid off the table, turned, bent forward. Her generous ass was in the air, thighs spread, pussy dripping his cum.
From this angle, Gunner could see everything. The curve of her spine. The soft flesh of her hips and thighs. Her pussy swollen and used, his cum leaking from her.
Beautiful.
He positioned himself behind her. Gripped her hips. Drove back into her in one brutal thrust.
Zara screamed into her forearm. Muffling the sound.
This angle was deeper. So much deeper. He could feel himself hitting the end of her, stretching her, filling every inch.
"Oh god oh god oh god—"
He fucked her hard. No gentle buildup. Just claiming. Breeding. His hands gripped her soft hips, pulling her back onto his cock with each thrust.
Her tits swayed beneath her, heavy and full. Her ass rippled with each impact. She was making sounds she'd probably never made before—desperate, needy, completely lost in sensation.
"You feel that?" Gunner growled. "Feel how deep I am? Feel my cock stretching you?"
"Yes! God yes! You're so deep I can barely—"
"This is what you wanted. To be bred. To be filled. To carry my child."
"Yes! Breed me! I want it so badly—"
He came inside her again. Buried to the base, flooding her with another load. Adding to the first. Making sure she was completely filled.
Zara came with him. Fifth orgasm. Her pussy milked his cock, squeezing rhythmically, trying to pull every drop deeper.
When he pulled out this time, his cum poured from her. Too much to hold. It ran down her thighs, dripped onto the floor.
Zara collapsed forward onto the table. Boneless. Wrecked.
"I can't," she gasped. "I'm done. I can't take any more—"
"One more round." Gunner's voice was firm. "You asked to be bred properly. That means three times minimum."
"Three?" She laughed breathlessly. "I've already come five times. You've filled me twice. I'm completely—"
"Turn over. On your back. I want to see your face when I breed you the third time."
Zara obeyed on trembling legs. Laid back on the medical table. Spread her thighs.
She was a mess. Sweat-soaked. Flushed. Her tits heaving with each breath. His cum coating her thighs and pussy, still leaking from inside her.
"Look at you," Gunner said. "Exactly where you wanted to be."
"Yes." Her voice was wrecked but satisfied. "Exactly where I wanted to be."
He moved between her spread thighs. His cock was hard again. Ready.
"I lost my family years ago," Zara said quietly.
Matter-of-fact. "Parents. Two sisters. Raiders got them before I was enhanced.
Before I could protect anyone." She looked at him steadily.
"The pack is my family now. Has been since I started treating the wounded here.
I want to raise a daughter in it. Give her what I didn't have—people who'll protect her. A place she belongs."
Gunner pushed into her again. Slow this time. Deep.
Zara gasped. Her arms wrapped around his neck. Her legs around his waist.
"Give me a daughter," she said. Not begging. Asking. "One who never has to be afraid. Who grows up knowing she's pack."
"You're pack," Gunner said. "You've been pack since you proved you'd fight for this settlement."
"I know." She smiled. Pulled him down into a kiss. "Now breed me properly. Third time. Make sure it takes."
He made love to her this time. Not fucking. Not brutal claiming. Just slow, deep connection. His weight on her. Her soft body beneath him. Her arms around his neck.
She came with a gasp and a full-body shudder. Her pussy clenched around him, milking him.
He finished inside her one last time. Stayed buried. Let her legs lock around him, holding him deep.
"Don't move," she whispered. "I want to feel you inside me while it works."
They stayed connected. Breathing. Heartbeats synchronizing.
Eventually, he had to pull out. His cock finally softening. His cum leaking from her well-used pussy.
Zara's hand went to her belly immediately. Pressed. Willing it to take.
"Thank you," she said. Satisfied. Exhausted. Complete.
Gunner helped Zara sit up. She was boneless, exhausted, thoroughly used.
"Can you walk?" he asked.
"Eventually. Give me a minute." She looked down at herself—cum coating her thighs, dripping from her pussy, smeared across her belly. "I'm a mess."
"You're bred."
She smiled. Satisfied. "Yes. I am."
The tent flap opened. Isabella walked in, stopped, looked at the scene.
Zara on the medical table, naked, covered in Gunner's cum. The smell of sex thick in the air. The mess on the floor, the table, everywhere.
Isabella's eyes tracked over it all. Her mouth curved into a smirk.
"About time," she said. "Spring heat suits you, medic."
Zara's face flushed. "How long have you been—"
"I just got here. But I can smell what happened from across the settlement." Isabella crossed her arms. Studied Zara with clinical assessment. "You look thoroughly bred. Good. We need more pack children."
"I'm hoping," Zara said quietly. Hand still on her belly.
Isabella's expression softened slightly. "You'll be a good mother. You've already proven you can care for pack children with Phoenix and Storm. Your daughter will be lucky."
"Thank you." Zara's voice was genuine. Grateful.
"Welcome to breeding season, Pack Fifth." Isabella's tone shifted back to commanding. "You answer to Tasha, me, and Gabriela. You accept hierarchy. You raise your children as pack. Understood?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Good." Isabella headed for the door. Paused. Looked back. "Clean up. Rest. And Zara?"
"Yes?"
"Get pregnant. Strong girls who grow up knowing they belong." Isabella's smile was genuine now. "That's what pack needs."
She left.
Zara laughed. Exhausted. Satisfied. "That just happened. I just got bred three times by the alpha and then got welcomed to Pack Fifth while covered in his cum."
"That's pack dynamics."
"It's perfect." Zara touched her belly again. "I hope it took."
"It will."
"You sound confident."
"Enhanced biology. Spring heat. Three full loads." Gunner helped her off the table. "Your body is designed for this. It'll take."
Zara smiled. Leaned against him for support. "Good. Because I want what Tasha and Gabriela have. What Isabella has. A family. Children. A place I belong."
"You have it."