I was hooked. I hated myself for what I did - for what I did to her, but then, there I was.This was our old routine: We would argue, push, shove, say ...things that were horrible (I did at least), and then when no one was around we would fuck. She would come to me. I would go to her.After a while, the routine became a little looser. When I was bored, or down about something that was nothing to do with her, she was there if I wanted a blowjob. Or if she was feeling low, or just wanted it, I would. "I don't think it's fair that I have to take a test every week. Nobody else does. I'm clean, that should be enough."I decided that I really needed to stop trying to help people. I remembered deciding not to get involved anymore before dinner at Darlene's last year. How many times have I made that decision? Hell, I never did get my ribs."We had a deal," I said simply."Yeah, but, I'm clean. I'm already back on the team, and I'm doing great."That was true. Half a dozen sports writers were saying. "***"Uh," I said, glancing at Kira as we stood before the far wall, "There's no door."She tilted her head to one side to look at me. "Take my hand, Harry," she told me, "And imagine that there is."Imagine that there's a door? An imaginary door to another time. I closed my eyes and heard that soft beep from that thing behind my right ear. When I opened them again a door had appeared right in front of us to reveal what looked like a long white corridor which ended with another white wall.Kira. Here in my bed, helpless while I fuck you and fill you with as many litters as I can get out of you. My own breeder. Just submit to it, Nova. It’s not a fantasy anymore.”His knot was beginning to swell, its steady audible plopping with every depraved penetration causing her ears to burn. It felt so good to have him so deep, his girth expanding as he drew closer to his own release.Knowing that he was about to pump his hot seed into her had her gripping the pelts and giving in to the sensation of.