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The Family (1/2)

Summary: When Sam and Jess move back into your home, you can finally sate a craving you’d been hiding since you left her in Stanford to fuck her silly. Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!F!Reader, Alpha!Sam x Omega!F!Reader, Omega!Jessica x Omega!F!Reader, Alpha!Dean x Omega!Jess WC: 1.9k words Warnings: Pregnancy. Lactation kink. Oral sex. Smut. Overstimulation. Teasing. Degrading kink. Praising kink. Frottage. Knotting. Fluff.

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Sam and Jess came back home as soon as they finished school, even skipping graduation, and you couldn't be happier to welcome them back.

You had done a few changes to the house since they had left. There was now a bed that could fit all of you in the master bedroom, and you set another room as an extra room when any of you needed privacy, and you had finished your baby's nursery. She didn't have a name yet - you liked the idea of letting Sam and Jess suggest names too, considering you were a pack and they would also be her parents, even if they weren't there to produce her.

Finally, finally, they were home and your family was complete.

The boys were off to deal with Sam's new university, where he would be continuing with his studies, but Jess had taken another road.

Oh, and she was also pregnant now. Your babies would be four months apart!

She still wasn't showing but was very proud of her belly anyway, showing it off, taking pictures every week and looping you into taking them with her with your weeks on the board and 'baby girl' and 'baby baby' under them.

You had to say, pregnancy suited her very well.

Your Omega was glowing and you could see how much happier she was now and it made you even happier that she was here with you.

"Oh, here," she pulled your hand, placing it on her 7 weeks belly.

You tried not to giggle at her enthusiasm.

It was impossible to notice anything about her pregnancy. Sometimes, she would feel things and try to make you or the boys feel it, and you had to stop Dean from telling her it was just gas.

But you didn't mind, because it was adorable!

While you were excited about your daughter, you were also very ready for her to come out already, though you were a bit far from that.

Your belly had begun to actually get big, and now you couldn't see your feet, and they were starting to swell.

Also, you were craving a few things to the point of them being the only thing you were able to think about sometimes!

Some nights you had to wake Dean up to ask him for some stuff, like peanut butter with ice cream, cucumber with jelly, his cum - and Sam's - on chocolate...

Cravings.

And you couldn't stop thinking of Jess' pussy.

Right at this moment.

As she spoke to you about whatever thing she was thinking about.

"Are you alright?" she asked, taking your focus to her voice. "Do you want some more cucumber with jelly?"

"Actually..." you bit your lower lip. "I'm craving something else right now."

You never thought you'd experiment with women before Joss, but she was one of the most beautiful Omegas you had ever seen and you wanted her even before you were mated.

"Oh, what is it?" she asked.

You took her hand, pulling her closer.

"Your pussy," you moved your nose over hers. "Can I have it, Jess? Can I eat your pussy?"

She licked her lips, eyes twinkling at the thought.

"Are you sure?" she asked. "You and Dean haven't mated in a while..."

It was true. Normally you two fucked like rabbits, but you were going through a very tired phase to go through being fucked and Dean understood that.

Mostly, you sucked his cock and used your hands on one another, and that was it.

"I am," you told her. "Please, Jess? I need it."

Jess nodded with her cheeks flushed, kissing you sweetly, but it quickly shifted into something passionate, and arched her body to yours when moved your hands to caress her beautiful tits, and pulled away from you slowly before you took it off.

"Let me give you a little show, Omega," she pulled back.

She teased you a little, taking off her shirt over her head, and massaging her tits a little bit as you licked your lips, eager to have them in your mouth.

Your Omega turned around to you, showing her ass in her itsy bitsy little shorts, buried between her ass cheeks at the end of her very long legs, and you just wanted to throw her on the couch just like that and fucking devour her.

Your pussy was already wet when she slid the piece off, stepping away from them and standing in your living room in just a little thong.

"Fucking tease," you whispered, licking your lips.

She giggled, playing with it with her fingers.

"You want me to take it off, Omega?" she teased you.

You nodded, and she pouted.

"Say please?" Jess teased you.

Oh, how silly.

As if you were going to be bossed around by a younger Omega.

You stood up, pulling Jess and laying her down, half throwing but still making sure to be careful.

"I don't say please," you raised her ass.

Jess whined, sticking her ass out obediently, and you licked her over her panties, already seeing a little bit of her wetness sipping through them.

"Silly little Omega," you held her ass cheeks open.

You licked and licked her clit over the fabric until she was squirming and whining under you.

"Omega," she panted. "Please."

If you were Dean, you would have ripped off that silly thong and would give her a good spanking on her ass and her pussy.

Well... you could, couldn't you?

"Did Sam learn how to spank your pussy, Omega?" you asked her.

You tried ripping her panties, but struggled, and huffed to yourself.

How did Dean do that?

"No," she whined, looking back at you. "Sam is too afraid of hurting me."

You scoffed.

Silly Sam.

You pulled her panties down, watching with a pleased smirk when her wetness followed it with a long, stretched droplet.

Beautiful. Just beautiful.

You shifted her position, making her lay across your lap, thankful for the long space to stretch your legs so she would have where to lay on without your belly bothering her.

"Let's fix that, uh?" you decided.

You slapped her ass a couple of times, twice on each side, warming your hands up.

She gasped and whined as you did, her sweet ass making a perfect jiggle with each slap. Such a cute little college student, perfect little Omega.

"Omega," she moaned.

You hummed to her.

"Yes, sweet Omega?"

Jess wiggled her ass, as if that would tempt you into forgetting what you were doing now.

"Please," she whimpered. "Omega? Eat my pussy?"

You hummed a little, still slapping her ass.

"I don't know," you considered slowly. "You did tease me, Jess... I don't know if you deserve it."

She whined.

"But you said you-"

Before she could finish, you silenced her up with a slap on her pussy.

Jess cried out, shocked, and you were happy to find her so wet she made your hand all wet.

"Behave, little Omega," you slapped her again.

So that was why Dean liked this so much.

To shut up a silly, noisy Omega brat made you feel almost as much pleasure as being slapped yourself.

She cried as you found your rhythm, slapping her entrance and then her clit, til you were just slapping and slapping her.

You only stopped when your hand was all messy, finally satisfied, and made her lay on her back again, spreading her legs and licking her hungrily.

She came quickly after you set your lips on her, and you chuckled.

"What a messy little Omega," you teased, pushing two fingers into her. "So eager you barely needed any touch to cum."

Jess whined, and you just moved down to her, kissing and licking her cunt, eating her out hungrily, and moaned when you felt your tits ache and leak onto the couch.

Fuck, you hadn't even realised you were so horny.

You didn't stop licking and eating her out even after she came. Actually, you pined her down and focused on pleasing her even more.

During your first time, Dean had stopped you from making her cum so many times she got stupid and silly, but you were all alone now, and there was no Alpha around to tell you what you could or couldn't do with your Omega.

"Omega!" she cried, shaking under you. "Y/N!"

You held her, not letting her go from under you, and sucked onto her clit as you fucked her with two fingers, curling your fingers against her g-spot.

You'd make her cum until she didn't know anything but you, until she didn't need anything but you.

Jess's pussy squeezed your fingers when you pushed a third one inside - she was used to taking Sam's big cock, you knew she liked feeling full - and you focused a bit more on her sweet spot, looking to make her squirt.

"Y/N!" she cried. "Please, it's too much."

You clicked your tongue.

"But you can still form phrases, Omega," you reminded her. "I don't think it is enough."

Jess whined, desperate, and you held her close to you with your free arm.

You giggled, elated, when she moaned out loudly, her pussy squeezing your fingers tight as she finally squirted, wetting your whole face with her delicious slick.

You pulled away, sucking your fingers clean, giving her a minute, and turned her to lay with her belly up, drooling when you realised her tits were leaking all over.

"Oh, baby," you cooed. "Why didn't you tell me your milky tits were dripping?"

Jess looked down, seeming all dazed, unaware by her own biological reaction

So your hunch was right. Jess was just like you...

The Winchester did have a type, after all.

You latched onto her breast, sucking as you pushed your fingers into her cunt again, sucking her sweet, sweet milk, as you continued with your goal of making her just a silly little puddle of Omega slick.

She came beautifully under you, arching her hips to your hand, moaning so loud you knew she would be heard outside.

"Please, Omega," she begged. "Want your milk, please. I need your milk."

Oh, your poor Omega. You weren't the only hungry one, after all.

You moved up, putting a breast onto her lips and moaned when she started sucking down on you but focused on keeping fucking and playing with her with the hand you had on her pussy.

Jess' didn't pull away to moan when you felt her squeezing you again, her orgasm much quicker and much easier to pull from her now.

"My poor little Omega," you moaned. "So hungry for my milk, baby..."

Her beautiful eyes were closed, and she was just taking and taking everything from you, like a good Omega.

You didn't even notice she was moving to touch you until she did, and moaned when her slender fingers started playing with you, and couldn't hold back a loud cry.

"Fuck, Jess," you moaned.

She opened her eyes, pupils wide as she started fingering you and rubbing your clit with the heel of her hand.

Your eyes closed and you almost lost focus.

Fuck, you were so horny, so wet.

She pulled you up to her body, and you were quick to position yourself between your legs, rubbing your pussy on hers and moaning at how good, how sweet it felt.

You didn't stop when she came under you, too warm now, looking for your own pleasure.

"'mega," Jess cried under you. "Y/n!"

You reached down, pinching her tits and her nipples, and she cried out again, cumming one more time.

Before you could reach your own pleasure, though, a voice rose right behind you.

"My, my," Dean gasped. "What do we have here?"

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spnfanficpond · 5 years

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June Angel Fish Awards

Every month all of you fantastic writers work your asses off to post some truly incredible stories. Our Angel Fish Awards are the way for all of us, as a community of writers and readers, to lift each other up and give praise to those who have captured our attention and deserve a few kind words.

The monthly Angel Fish Awards are peer-nominated, meaning ANYONE IN THE POND CAN NOMINATE ANY POND MEMBER’S FIC. While the Pond was founded to support the Guppies, everyone in this community deserves to be showered with love and feedback, and we hope that by opening this up as a Pond wide system, we’ll be able to share the love as far as it can go.

NOTE: WE’VE BEEN HAVING OCCASIONAL PROBLEMS WITH ASKS GOING MISSING. Please use the Submit button when submitting your nominations and make sure you’re signed into Tumblr or your URL won’t show. (If the form asks for your name and email address, then you’re not signed in.) If you like, you can also send a message to Michelle or Mana to check and make sure we got your submission.

WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE ARE JUNE’S ANGEL FISH AWARDS!

Nominated by @wingedcatninja and @mrswhozeewhatsis and @manawhaat

The Song Remains the Same (oneshot) by @sammit-janet

@wingedcatninja said - This fic by @sammit-janet is the best case fic I have ever read. It has everything: drama, angst, a witch curse, perfect characterization. Reading it was like being inside an episode of Supernatural. And, without spoiling anything, the ending broke my heart. To quote my own comment when I reblogged it:

“I don’t even know where to start. The story is fantastic. The prose is beautiful. The characterization is on point. The angst is delightfully painful. It’s just overall amazing. Thank you for sharing this awesome piece of art.”

@mrswhozeewhatsis said - The painful ingenuity of the spell in this case fic is genius. Pure freaking genius! Painful as hell, but genius. Characterization is wonderful, as always, and my heart is a little more broken, but I’m used to that with Sammit!! Brava!!!! *throws roses at you*

@manawhaat said- WOW! That was fucking awesome! We see witch spells so often and (maybe it’s bc of the genre I’m reading but) they’re always like lust spells of some sort, so it was super refreshing to see this kind of spell. This whole thing was just really well done, super interesting, perfectly in character and the realm of spn. And that last little bit. UGH! SO PERFECT! So Dean! So spot on! So fitting and heartbreaking and such a perfect little add on. I swear, this whole thing legit felt like I watched an episode of the show. This case fic is a perfect example of how I want every fic to read. I want the drama, the suspense, the emotion, the subtleties, the Winchesters as they truly are, this kind of gentle care for detail and attention to creating a realistic feel. I can’t say it enough- this is fucking FANTASTIC!

Nominated by @wingedcatninja

Never Wanna Say Goodbye (oneshot) by @deanwinchesterswitch

This is deliciously painful angst that leaves you with tears in your eyes and a smile on your lips.

Nominated by @risingphoenix761

Salty Stockings (oneshot) by @slytherkins

Cute, hilarious, and just the right amount of crack. Also risque and suggestive. Did I mention this is hilarious? So much good stuff in a short fic, and imagine if anyone suggested Dean take this with him on a hunt!

Nominated by @manawhaat

True or False (oneshot) by @thegirlwhorunswithwinchesters

The way this starts instantly pulls you in. There’s so much pent up shit rattling through Dean and the way it’s reciprocated through Y/n is an amazing build. There’s so much emotion and vulnerability to this entire thing, and it’s done in a way that’s completely believable and realistic for Dean. Fuck. It’s smart and really just opens them both up in such a refreshing way that speaks of Dean’s bravery, even in the face of being raw and exposed to someone else. And the way the tables turn. *screeches and flaps on the floor* Be still my fucking heart! I fucking adore this and the way you approached this fic and premise. There are so many ways it could have gone wrong or lost its power and impact, but you fucking nailed it!

Covet (series) by @waywardjoy

Fucking Christ, this series stressed me the fuck out, but in the best way possible. The cliffhangers, the dark grittiness. The insanity! Fuck, I absolutely love it when stories are written in a way that completely immerse me in it. It’s dark, like, really dark. Fuck. It just hurts.

The Beginning of The End (oneshot) by @deanwinchesterswitch

OW! There is a secret desperation in this that is absolutely brutal and tears your heart in two. The way Dean is written is eye-opening and really just drags you down into a depth of pain and grief that only a Winchester can feel. I feel like I should say something about the sex being hot, but I can’t. Because to me it’s just so rough, borderline too rough, and so emotional. Which might sound weird, but in this situation and with the way everything is presented that scene is honest as fuck, very believable, and powerful. At some point things become more about the emotional release than they do being sexy, and this is a gorgeous example of that kind of repressed emotion roaring to life in ‘bottle it up forever’ Dean Winchester. This fic hurts so good all the way through and in different ways. That in itself is a feat, so have so many layers in one story. It’s anger and hurt and guilt and worry and all of it is wrapped so delicately together in this fucking stunning piece of art.

Born This Way (oneshot) by @evansrogerskitten

HAPPY PRIDE MOTHER FUCKERS!!!!!! This fuckin’ fic! Wow. This is the definition of the spn family. There’s so much love and support wrapped up in this story, in this fucking dream. I rarely get like, actually emotional reading fics (because I’m a heartless bitch) but this has me sitting here clutching my chest with my eyes closed just full body squeeing and smiling and my gut is clenching with all the emotion. There is something to be said of the spn family being allies. This song, this setting, this family, and the moment you’ve created here is so important and such a special thing! AND, as if the fic itself wasn’t enough to make me burst into happy tears, the tweets at the bottom sure the fuck were! Honestly, everything about this is so spot on and believable and just fucking pure and good.

Castiel Imagine (drabble) by @webcricket

Holy hell, that Cas fic was not only incredibly fucking sensual and well done but it was just so full of amazing language. Fantastic! I feel like a lot of writers who try to beef up their language tend to use words that feel out of place, but your consistency and the way you weave them together made me slow down to savor every line and that was such a beautiful thing.

Nominated by @sorenmarie87

Life for Rent (series) by @winchest09

The series has just started but I can’t wait to see where it goes. I love a good mobster!au and the set up so far has me wondering what’s going to happen next.

What Research? (oneshot) by @becs-bunker

What do I say about this other than I loved it? I mean Sam has been busy and the reader just wants some attention from him. Of course, they accomplish what they set out to do and it’s worth the read.

Born This Way by @evansrogerskitten

This was a fantastic fic. The reader has the casts approval and support, and the way they came out was fantastic. I almost cried, no lie. Ash’s fics are always fantastic but this hit me in an unsuspected way.

Once Upon A Dream (oneshot) by @welldonebeca

I haven’t honestly seen that many Human!Gabe fics let alone Alpha!Gabe at that. The story is so sweet.

Fallen Productions (series) by @welldonebeca

I always admire authors who can write A/B/O but this mini series works its way through the original Team Free Will in a different way.

He Is (series) by @coffee-obsessed-writer

This whole series is super sweet. Each chapter shows just what Dean means to you, and Jen nails it in each of them.

Make You Feel My Love (series) by @sofreddie

This was such a sweet A/B/O series. I love that Dean and the reader took their time, I mean Dean eased her through her earlier heats but I think it was sweet that it was just smut off the bat.

Nominated by @iflostreturntosteverogers

Almond Milk Lies (series) by @fictionalabyss

Mel is a fantastic writer 💕

Nominated by @shy-violet-soul

The Girl Next Door (series) by @luci-in-trenchcoats

An engaging AU, this writer keeps you hooked with well-paced timing & plot. Portrayal of characters is consistent with the show, which other fics struggle with when not in the SPN world. The story line is believable and genuine, and I enjoy the banter between the 2 main pairing-folks. Bravo!

Sunsets by @crispychrissy

Damn. This work is so beautifully painful, or painfully beautiful, it’s hard to find words. I don’t want to comment on a favorite part to avoid giving away the plot. But this writer has captured a lesser-written character powerfully and consistently, and hooks you in with strong imagery and pacing. Hold on to your heartstrings for this one.

Thank you all for the awesome work and great feedback!

As with the BFAs, these are not actual awards! This system is set up so everyone in the pond has a chance to share the love and promote a fic/author that has grabbed your attention. The more people that participate, and the more everyone remembers to submit their own fics after posting, the better this will be :D

THANK YOU ALL AGAIN, KEEP UP THE AMAZING WORK, AND AS ALWAYS, HAPPY WRITING!

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welldonebeca · 1 year

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The Pump (II)

Summary: When you start producing milk too early into your pregnancy, you and Dean are introduced to a special piece of equipment. And a new kink. WC: 2.7k words Warnings: A/B/O dynamics. Fluff. Smut. Lactation kink. Masturbation. Smut. Dirty talk. People watching porn. Vaginal sex. Praising kink. Knotting.

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You flipped the pages of your baby book, trying not to move too much as you reached for a marker, underlining a cute girl's name.

Cassiopeia.

It was the name of a constellation!

"Dean, wouldn't the name Cassiopeia be good for a girl?" you asked from across the room, seeing your husband in the kitchen.

"Cassucopia?" he asked out loud, moving the milk into more secure packaging.

Your milk.

"Cassiopeia," you corrected him. "You know, like the star? And the constellation?"

"Well, you know our deal, I name the boy and you name the girl," he said playfully.

You huffed. The goal was to pick a name you both liked!

Before you could say it, though, your pump was done.

"Dean, I'm finished," you called out.

You always needed his help with this part.

Your husband walked over and sat by your side, ready to remove the suction, but stopped himself.

"Huh, what's up with this one?" he asked, squeezing your left breast a little. "Not much milk out of her?"

You squirmed, feeling your cunt warm.

"Dean," you whined.

He knew talking to you like that made you needy.

"It's normal, isn't it?" you pouted.

He clicked his rogue.

"But I know my Omega," he cooed, massaging your tits, and the suction got a little stronger.

You squirmed, trying not to moan as his grip became firmer.

It didn't hurt. Actually, it was the exact opposite.

"Just a little more," he hummed. "We don't want to underfill, baby."

It didn't take long for your tit to start leaking again.

"There we go," he praised you, kissing your cheek, continuing to milk you, to keep the supply going.

He kept going until both containers were full and equal, and you panted as Dean unlatched the equipment, squirming.

"Alpha," you whimpered, horny now.

Dean looked at your face sweetly

"Yes, my princess?" he cooed.

You whined, embarrassed, and he booped the tip of your nose.

"I'll go drop off our milk," he told you. "Doctor Gabriel said it is one of the best milk they had ever received in the hospital bank, you know?"

Your face flushed at the idea, and you almost wanted to present yourself to him right now.

"Thank you Alpha, but..."

"Don't worry," he kissed your forehead. "I'll fuck you when I'm back."

You watched him leave, pouting, but tried your best to calm down.

You could be fine on your own. Your body was still very sensitive, and you didn’t want to walk all the way upstairs, so you laid back on the couch, and checked social media on your phone.

As you did, you couldn’t help but have your eyes drift to the logo on your pump machine.

Shurley Equipments.

They had to have social media, right?

You googled the name, and they were there!

It wasn't much, just ads for their pumps and social work. They were involved with a lot of charities, for orphan babies and lonely Omegas.

Very nice.

Digging deeper, though, you found their career page, and a job listing for Omegas in their company.

And that brought you to a rabbit hole.

The listing was very generous, and you finally saw a video link explaining everything on their website.

A tall man with dark hair and blue eyes was standing in front of the camera, looking all charming.

"The Shurley Family works hard to benefit families, be it the traditional ones and modern families, who need special care with the most important things in life: giving your pups the best in the world."

You tilted your head.

Well, that was nice.

"Omega breastmilk has been proven to be substantially beneficial to a pup's health and even more so after their weaning age, but it is hard for Omegas to keep up with production, especially in the modern world, with things moving so fast," he explained. "Families without Omegas sometimes also struggle to feed their young, and don't like the idea of giving their little ones something artificial as a store-bought formula."

You gasped. Oh, never!

Pups deserved milk, good milk.

"We provide real milk, working with charities to give Omegas who donate their milk a safe space to be a part of it. Still, sometimes that is not enough to meet demand, which is why we've decided to use our resources to give Omegas a better option."

He gestured to someone to come over, and your eyes widened at the beautiful woman by his side and- oh, Lord, you thought your D-cups were big?

Her tits were enormous!

"Here at Shurley farm you can make a difference!" he smiled at the camera. "Milk is very important to us, and the Omegas who provide them for us are our best-valued workers."

You squeezed your legs around your couch pillow.

"If you are over the age of 18 and would like to be a part of this, and want to see a demonstration of what your work life could be if you join our family, click on this link," he pointed at the top of the screen.

You shouldn't click on it, right?

You shouldn't…

Before you knew it, your thumb pressed on the option and you were taken to another video segment.

It began with a warning that there was nudity and should not be watched by those younger than 18 however this was for purely educational purposes, and your heart rushed a little bit in your chest.

The same man as before - Castiel, you could see the subtitle - was back with the Omega, her large breasts looking even larger and more tender.

They were full.

"Now, breast growth for lactation is common, but it is also a known fact that Omegas' chests tend to grow more than average," he explained. "And some Omegas are even more special, because their breasts fill up with even more milk. So much, indeed, that normal pumps won't work for them."

Your face burned. That would explain what Doctor Gabriel said before.

"Now, we do not hire Omegas who are pregnant or breastfeeding children under the age of five. They should be home, caring for their families and nursing them naturally. However, our Omegas are treated with a hormonal drug to induce natural milk production. It's exactly the same hormone Omegas naturally produce when they are nursing."

He pulled a pill bottle and the Omega explained the contents, but you couldn't focus on it, instead watching Castiel assembling the equipment. It was like the one you had at home, but bigger and maybe better.

Castiel smiled at the camera.

"We here at Shurley Equipments care for the safety and comfort of our Omegas. You can even call us a big pack!" he chuckled. "It is very common for Omegas to feel aroused during the milking process, and we give them the privacy and meanings to make themselves as comfortable as possible."

You humped your pillow a little bit, seeking comfort.

"This afternoon, our lovely worker here has allowed us to monitor and document her process."

He moved the Omega on her back and pulled a machine with a large knot toy, shiny with lube and temptation, and you gasped.

"We give all our Omegas privacy during this very private moment. They have very comfortable offices with everything they might need," he affirmed. "Of course, a few of them enjoy being in the company of their friends, because of their sense of community."

The Omega squirmed, and you watched as he positioned the toy near her very wet cunt.

"As a good company, we give them the freedom of choice every day," he assured you, holding her hand, and she took it very quickly. "And compensate them appropriately, of course. But if you are watching this video, you've seen the details of our job offers already."

The machine activated, ready to fuck her, and they suddenly cut to her breasts being milked.

In voice-over, Castiel's voice continued.

"As you can see, our machines require very little intervention, and more experienced workers can handle them on their own," he explained. "They are cleaned and disinfected after every use, to assure that the milk being collected isn't contaminated with anything before it is taken to our pasteurisation centre."

You could only hear Castiel's voice but by the moving and panting of the Omega's chest, you could tell she was probably having a really good time.

“Pleasure is a good drive, especially for beginner workers. As you can see, the milk drips out faster and in large quantities for longer," he told you. "70% of our daily production is donated to hospitals and families in need all over the country. As you can see, it's a lot of milk, and we feed pups from all across our beloved nation, so they will grow big and strong no matter their social-economic circumstance."

You were so moved and maybe too horny to question what happened to the other 30%.

"As we work expanding our business, we plan to have at least three new farms on the East Coast before the end of 2025, so if you are not from our state, you can also look forward to being a part of our family."

You couldn't help thinking of it. You didn't need the money but the thought of being laid down and fucked as your tits gushed and gushed with healthy milk, filling tanks as you were knotted over and over again...

It was a surprise when you came on your pillow, not even realising you were about to do it before your body was shaking, and you were moaning wantonly.

Under you, the couch dripped with your milk.

You were too dazed for a minute before realising the mess you were making.

"Oh, God," you gasped, reaching for the pumps, but struggling.

Dean always did it so smoothly.

You yelped when it pinched you wrong, your phone forgotten, and gasped when you heard Dean's voice.

"Hey, careful there, baby," your husband rushed to you. "God, look at you. You made a mess!"

You squirmed, embarrassed.

"Were you so horny for my knot that you fucked the couch?" he spread your legs, reaching for your underwear. "Fuck, your panties are covered in slick, baby."

Your cheeks burned. Oh, you had to tell him. You couldn't lie.

"I... I was watching something," you confessed. "And I didn't mean to get horny, Dean. I promise."

He pulled your panties off, and spread your legs over his, pulling your dress up as the cool air brushed against your skin.

"Show me, baby," he whispered.

You picked up your phone and showed it to him, and Dean laughed behind you.

"Well, look at that. We have a job for you if things go sour."

"Dean!" you hit his arm, but he held you close.

"What, you don't like being a little Omega Cow for the family?"

You squirmed, whining.

"Dean!" you protested. "It's not funny!"

"No," he slapped your cunt. "It's hot.'

You panted.

"And I know you like it too, baby," he hummed. "Look at yourself."

You did, and blushed all over when you realised you were dripping slick on his jeans.

"And look at all that milk," he pinched your clit. "You are a messy milk slut, aren't you?"

You arched your hips.

"Please, Dean."

He pulled you back, adjusting his pants, and pressed his cock onto your cunt.

"Let me give you something to squirm on."

You moaned loudly as Dean pushed his cock into you, not even waiting for you to adjust to him.

Not that you needed to. He fit perfectly.

He then typed something on phone, holding you down in place and slapping your clit over and over again, making you moan at the sting.

"Gotta keep you on edge," he breathed hard. "Gonna show you something you'll really like, milk slut."

You panted, but willed yourself to relax. You couldn't cum unless Alpha told you that you could.

Dean then showed you your phone, playing a video with Castiel and an Omega you couldn't see.

She was being milked and fucked, with cameras on the two actions and a split screen.

"Some of their Omegas do a little side hustle," he chuckled. "You gotta be in the business to find it."

It wasn't their website anymore, though, but more like an illicit site. Like a porn site. But... with their name?

"There you go," he hummed. "I bought a few shares of their company just for you, milk slut. And apparently, this is a treat that comes with that."

You were shocked, but your stunned nature was conflicted when Dean started to bounce you on his cock as the video started playing, and Castiel pulled the toy out of the Omega.

"You want a real knot, don't you?" he cooed. "My needy little Omega. Let me give it to you."

The woman whined.

"Please," she squirmed. "No condom. Please, Alpha, I need it raw."

Castiel slapped her pussy.

"Can't get you pregnant, little Omega, remember? You're too good of a cow for us to have you out of the line."

She cried as Castiel pushed his cock inside and her milk poured faster.

"Oh, such a good Omega, aren't you? All horny for your Alpha... Can't even think properly, no thoughts, just cock."

You squirmed on Dean's lap, and he pinched your clit, chuckling amusingly.

"He sure knows how to make Omegas all dazed and loopy," he hummed. "Imagine Sammy seeing this? He would pop a blood vessel."

Sam, Dean's very progressive brother, was also an Alpha.

He was a lawyer, too, very smart. Well, he was studying to be one. But you didn't understand half of what he said.

He was always very concerned about you before going to college. Stuff about Dean not treating you right, whatever it meant. He was the one who got you in contact with your lawyer.

"Should I send you to him?" Dean bit your earlobe. "Get him to fuck you, maybe he will make you into their best producer over there."

You moaned, already way gone into pleasure.

"I'll sure keep your milky when our baby is here," he promised, cock merciless as he fucked into you. "Got all that milk... Can't waste it."

You moaned, closing your eyes. Fuck, you were going to cum.

"You are a special Omega, I knew it since the day I laid eyes on you," he thrust faster. "If I only knew... would have married and bred you earlier."

"Dean," you cried. "Please. Wanna cum, please."

"You do, uh?" he cooed.

"Cum around my cock," Castiel commanded the Omega in the video. "Squeeze me in that stupid cunt. Overflow with milk for your Alpha."

You tried hard not to obey the command of the Alpha in the video.

"Well," Dean whispered into your ear. "You heard the man, sweetie."

"There you go," Castiel growled. "Cum around your Alpha's cock-"

You finally let yourself fall over the edge, moaning and crying, and the farm man moaned with you.

"Good girl, good Omega, that's it."

Dean held his arm around your waist, pinning him against his chest, and fucked you faster.

"Good girl," he huffed. "Such a fucking good girl."

You cried when his knot filled you up, driven into a second orgasm before the first was even fully done.

He kissed your face softly as you came down, holding you gently and cooing at you sweetly.

"So good, my Omega," he brushed your hair back. "So good for your Alpha."

You rode your high and suddenly felt the suction pop off.

Your milk was finished already?

"Wow, almost halfway," Dean pulled it.

He worked on it with you still on his knot, just grabbing you with a hand to lift you up and walk to the counter, laying you chest first on it.

"Oh," you gasped. "Cold!"

"Well, you are burning up, baby," he chuckled, moving to place the milk into the fridge. "Do you want ice cream while we wait for the knot to go down?"

"Well... it would be nice," you hummed.

"Alright," he petted your hair. "We got chocolate fudge, salted caramel drizzle and-"

"Salted Caramel!" you answered quickly.

You loved salted caramel, it was your favourite.

Your husband chuckled.

"Your wish is my command."

He put some into bowls and picked you up again, chuckling when you yelp, and you let him carry you into the couch again, cuddling you as he turned the TV on.

"There we go,' he kissed your cheek. "What do you want to watch?"

. . .

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The Family (2/2)

Summary: When Sam and Jess move back into your home, you can finally sate a craving you’d been hiding since you left her in Stanford to fuck her silly. Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!F!Reader, Alpha!Sam x Omega!F!Reader, Omega!Jessica x Omega!F!Reader, Alpha!Dean x Omega!Jess WC: 1.6k words Warnings: Pregnancy. Lactation kink. Oral sex. Smut. Overstimulation. Teasing. Degrading kink. Praising kink. Frottage. Knotting. Fluff.

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You didn't stop moving your pussy against Jess' as the boys surrounded you, and even followed the camera with your eyes when Dean pulled his phone to take a picture of you two.

"Come on, you," Sam wrapped his arms around your waist, lifting you from Jess. "Let's give our girl a minute."

"Oh, look at you," Dean cooed her, moving to caress her face, drying her tears. "Did she overwhelm you, Omega? Did our mean Omega try to fuck you silly?"

Jess whined.

"'eeeeean."

Sam sat you on his lap, and it was your turn to whine, trying to squirm away from his grip.

"Correction, Dean. She succeeded in fucking her silly," he grabbed your hips. "Baby girl, she can't even talk properly."

You pouted and your Alpha laughed.

"I'm not done," you protested.

"See, that's why Omegas can’t fuck each other alone," he told you. "They'd fuck themselves exhausted. Look at her, poor little Jess."

She lay across his lap, and closed her legs shut when Dean moved a hand near her pussy.

"Awn, baby. Was it too much?"

Jess nodded and you pouted.

Well, she wasn't asking you to stop!

"I guess someone's gonna have to give her a bath," Dean sighed, and it was obvious that it was going to be him.

"Hey, Dean," Sam huffed a little.

Your husband turned to him.

"I can take care of my Omega too, Sam," he reminded him. "And you got your hands full of the naughty one while I clean up our overwhelmed baby."

Sam moved his hand to caress your bump, shaking his head as Dean carried Jess away, and made you look at him when you pouted and huffed.

"Why didn't you tell us you were horny, baby?" he moved his hand to your tits, pinching one of your nipples. "Look at you, all messy."

You half-whined and half-huffed.

"You two never let us play together," you pouted. "She is my Omega too. I should be able to fuck her too."

"I know... but you need to rest and focus on the baby," he caressed your belly.

What, just because you were pregnant, it meant you couldn't be horny anymore?

When was that energy when they mated you?

"I wanted to eat her pussy," you whined. "Sammy!"

He put a finger underneath your chin, kissing your lips softly.

"Poor little Omega," he cooed. "Was it a craving, baby?"

You nodded, and he moved his fingers to caress your face.

"You were so tired lately," he spoke softly. "It's important that you rest."

"But I'm not tired anymore!" you protested.

Sam raised his eyebrows, looking at your face.

"You're not, baby?" he scratched your chin. "You're horny now, aren't you? It's why your pussy is leaking all over my jeans."

You pouted, though not fighting anymore, all of your domineering melting away now that Alpha was taking charge.

"Did you make yourself cum when you were using our little Omega, baby girl?" he picked you up, walking to the couch. "Or were you too focused on making her smart brain leak all over our couch?"

You shook your head, and he clicked his tongue.

"Maybe that's what you need," he decided, laying you on the couch. "To get a good knot in your pussy and be fucked silly yourself to settle, uh?"

You spread your legs widely, feeling your thighs already coated with your slick.

"Alpha," you whimpered.

Sam pulled his cock out, tapping onto your pussy with it.

You squirmed, and gasped when he pushed his cock into your pussy, moaning above you.

"So fucking wet, our needy little Omega," he grunted. "Thinking she could fuck our Omega dumb without us."

You moaned, closing your eyes.

There was nothing bigger and more filling than an Alpha's cock.

Sam pulled back and pushed into you again, making your tits bounce a bit.

"You can't stop yourself, little Omega," he grunted. "It's why you need us."

He moved his hand down, rubbing your clit, and you closed your eyes, crying out in pleasure.

"Would have fucked Jess until you were both exhausted if we didn't come back home, wouldn't you?" he shook his head. "Silly horny baby."

You pouted.

"But Sammy," you whined, moaning, closing your eyes.

He rubbed you a little tighter.

"Now I gotta fuck you to exhaustion," he told her. "Maybe that will teach you a lesson, uh?"

You closed your eyes, too horny to answer as you felt your orgasm building up already.

"Cum for me, little Omega," he commanded. "I know you need it."

You cried out, eyes practically crossing as you rode your orgasm, and Sam grunted as he fucked you through it.

"That's right, baby," he coaxed you. "Squeeze around my cock. Feels so fucking good."

Sam's moans grew, and you braced yourself for his knot, but it didn't come.

Instead, your Alpha slowed down, fucking you deep with each thrust, and he leaned down to kiss your lips deeply before kissing his way down your neck and then your chest.

"Did she suck your pretty tits, Omega?" he asked, squeezing your breast. "Is that why she was dripping milk all over herself?"

You whined.

"So messy," he mocked you, pinching your nipple, and you arched your chest to his chest. "And so eager, my little Omega..."

Your tits ached with his teasing, still full.

"Please, Alpha," you begged him.

Sam licked his lips.

"Please what?" he twisted your nipple.

You squirmed.

"Suck my tits?" you whined.

Sam smiled.

"Of course, little baby," he cooed.

He moved to your chest, sucking on your nipple and you both moaned together.

"Missed your delicious milk so much," he squeezed your breast. "And so warm from the source, my Omega."

You cried in pleasure, so close again.

You knew the boys would practically compete for your milk once your daughter was here.

"Sam," you whined. "I'm gonna cum again."

He moved his lips away.

"Cum for me then, baby," he commanded. "Cum with your Alpha sucking your tits."

You did, full breasts squirting some milk as you cried under Sammy.

He sucked your tits as you rode your high in complete bliss, crying as he fucked you with no urgency to stop.

"Sam," you panted.

"Take my cock like a good Omega," he growled. "Just take it, baby, no need to think."

You moaned, throwing your head back.

Fuck, he really was going to fuck you silly, wasn't he?

He fucked and fucked you until you came again, and you cried when he didn't stop.

"Sammy," you protested.

Fuck, it was too much. He was relentless, unstopping.

You were burning, clenching and trembling under him, nipples oversensitive as he sucked them, pussy overwhelmed as he fucked it.

"I can't," you cried. "It's too much, please. Sam!"

But he didn't stop, the big meany he was.

"One more, baby," he coached you, fingers rubbing your clit, and you cried when you felt his touch. "Your Alpha needs to feel you cum as I knot you."

You arched your body to his, needy and overwhelmed at the same time. touch.

"I can't," you cried. "It's too much, Sam, I-"

"You can do it, baby," he pressed harder onto you. "You're such a good Omega, you will never deny me such a sweet thing."

All you could do was moan and cry as he fucked and used you, and your eyes filled with tears as you reached another orgasm, triggering his own at last.

His knot filled you to the point of just making you feel complete, and you finally, finally, felt like you had enough, like you were satiated.

Sam picked you up, and you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, letting Sam carry you into your bedroom while still locked right inside you.

"There you are," Dean reacted when he opened the door.

You looked back at him and found your husband cuddling Jess, knotting her from behind.

"Is our Omega settled, Sammy?" he asked softly, petting her hair. "Did she learn her lesson"?

Sam looked at you, and you nodded tiredly.

"I've learned my lesson," you pouted.

They chuckled, and you knew they both didn't believe you, but Sam lied you down anyway.

"I thought you said you were just taking a bath?" he asked.

Dean shrugged.

"Well, she couldn't resist me."

"He's so needy," Jess affirmed sleepily, reaching for you and cuddling you from behind. "Just like you."

You flushed.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled.

But she just buried her face into your neck.

"I would tell you if I didn't like it," she squeezed you. "Now we sleep. I don't plan on walking for at least twelve hours."

Sam chuckled behind you.

"You two really do deserve one another," he caressed your back. "Good thing you have us to balance your energy."

You pouted.

It would be much easier for them to bend than for you to do so, you knew that.

You held Jess' hand, kissing it, and closed your eyes, relaxing and ready to fall asleep.

You were startled awaken, however, when you felt something new and strange.

"Wait," you gasped. "I think she just kicked!"

…

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The Pump (I)

Summary: When you start producing milk too early into your pregnancy, you and Dean are introduced to a special piece of equipment. And a new kink. WC: 1.6k words Warnings: A/B/O dynamics. Vaginal fingering. Dirty talk. Smut. Degrading kink. Lactation kink.

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You fidgeted with the hem of your gown, uncertain as you waited for your doctor to come in as Dean held your other hand.

You see, things were… weird.

Worrying weird, not funny weird.

You had been mated to Dean for a few years now.

It was a very cute story, if you could say so yourself. Dean had always pined for you since high school, but he was a player. He worked at his family’s farm and he always had a different girl at his hip.

Now, you may not be that bright, but you weren’t stupid. So, you denied his advances over and over again for years!

Until he got a ring on your finger, your teeth mark on his neck, and a contract that said he couldn’t take any other Omega without your written consent, punishable by divorce, chemical separation, and everything he owned and was supposed to inherit passing on to you.

Oh, the wonders of having a prenup lawyer,

Most Omegas you knew would be lucky if their Alphas didn't make them accept multiple Omegas for their pack, but your Dean was amazing, loyal to the end, and always said you were a special girl.

Not that you even understood what he meant with that.

You two had been trying for pups since the moment you mated, but now that you were finally pregnant, something strange was happening.

"Sweetheart, you gotta relax," he whispered to you.

You whined, scratching at your sore chest.

"But they feel so itchy!"

When you found out you were pregnant, you had very modest b-cup tits. But now, just under three months into it, you were now a d-cup.

And they felt like they were still growing!

Your nipples were swollen and your back ached the whole time. You had tried to power through but your Alpha was very worried and convinced you to see a doctor.

Who was finally here, thank goodness.

"I'm sorry for the delay," Doctor Gabriel apologised. "We had a bit of an issue back with the documents. Thank you for going ahead and undressing, Mrs Winchester."

Dean squeezed your hand and your doctor raised his head, eyes widening in surprise when he saw you.

“We just wanted to hurry this along,” your alpha explained to him. “She’s been in pain for almost a week now.”

“Well, I can see from the last time we saw each other there have been two massive changes,” your doctor tried to joke, maybe to lighten the mood.

You pouted.

“This is my fourth new bra and it’s already too tight!” you lamented. “I don’t know what’s happening! I don’t even have a bump yet!”

“Well, you know, your body will change to accommodate your baby” he explained, stepping toward you. “Early lactation is common.”

You pouted a little. It wasn’t supposed to hurt, though. Right?

“I’m going to do a physical exam, but we’ll need to remove your gown,” he prepared you. “Is that alright?”

You nodded, untying the front of the gown and facing forward, knowing to give him full access.

His gloved hands tested your breasts, first looking for any signs of lumps or anything, but even his gentle but firm professional grip was too much for your body.

You whimpered in pain and gasped as your tits started to leak.

Oh, no!

Your cheeks burned. Oh, how embarrassing.

“I’m sorry,” you apologised quickly. “I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t worry, you’re fine,” Gabriel reassured you, but your heart ached at the sight of so much lost milk dribbling down your chest.

You wished you could do anything with it. Babies in hospitals sometimes needed milk, you know?

“This has been happening since a few weeks ago,” Dean tried to explain. “We tried to store it with some pumps but… well…”

You had broken two pumps already. You had too much milk.

“Oh, yeah, that store-bought equipment will not help with this, I’m afraid,” doctor Gabriel pointed out.

He pulled his hands away and took off his wet gloves, a little frowny.

“You must understand, we don’t want you to stop producing milk. Your child is going to need it once it is born.”

Of course, you understood that. You were an omega your body was purpose was to feed your young! You just wish you could do it now…

“When you called me and explained the situation, I reached out to my brother, Michael," he told you two. "Now you may call this bias, but our family actually owns a business for your kind of situation.”

You stared at him, confused, as he reached into a briefcase and pulled out another pump set, but this one looked much more industrialized.

What did his brother have to do with your milk?

"You know, hyperactive milk production is more common than people believe. Omegas usually have a few pups before it happens, and it is a way for the body to feed their whole family," he explained. "But sometimes it happens to first-time pregnant Omegas in small packs when they are… especially active, sexually speaking, so my brother saw a business opportunity."

You're flushed, and he put the heavy pump in Dean's hand.

"These are made for her situation. They make the pumping process twice as fast, and have double the storage space," he told you. "May I test it on you, ma'am?"

Dean hesitated by your side before you could answer.

"I don't know, that doesn't look comfortable."

"They are," he assured you two.

You put a hand over Dean's, feeling your gown already soaked. You knew you wouldn't stop dripping until you were empty, now.

"Please, Alpha," you pleaded with him. "I don't want any more waste, and you know this won't stop."

Dean conceded, sighing.

"Go on, then."

Doctor Gabriel put the pump on your breast, showing you two how to adjust it, and you gasped when it clicked to place and started to work and collect your mill on its own, filling up the big bottles.

"Here, she these to clean her up," he gave your husband a box of tissues.

“So what should we do now? Just keep storing this milk until it expires?"

You whimpered at Dean’s harsh words but it was true. How would you deal with so much milk?

“Well, you’re free to choose to do whatever you wish," he told you. "We have a reliable system in breast milk donation. I’ve monitored you even before your pregnancy and can give your approval that your milk is safe for consumption. You can donate it, even sell it."

Dean’s eyes twinkled with the last part.

He worked hard on your farm, and would never turn down a profit. His father had more livestock, but you were more than well off now, and didn’t need it, so you could focus on just farming - plus, you hated the butchery of the poor animals.

You couldn’t tell if you were turned on or frightened by that side of your husband, but with the pump working on your tits, your cunt started to get wet, and the room stunk up quickly.

Before you could apologise, doctor Gabriel spoke.

“That’s perfectly normal, too,” he assured you. “I’ll just add the machine to your tab. Would you like to calm your Omega before leaving?”

You blinked at him, surprised, and Dean cleared his throat.

“If I could, please.”

He nodded.

“Just don’t make too much of a mess,” doctor Gabriel instructed you.

The moment the door closed, Dean looked at you hungrily.

“Lay on your back and spread your legs,” he commanded you. “Wide.”

You obeyed.

The machine was still working, a God, your cunt was leaking so, so much

“What’s got you all wet, huh?” he asked, his hand reaching down to spread your pussy. “Something you want to tell your Alpha? I thought you were a good Omega.”

You whined.

“Feels good,” you squirmed. “Dean…”

Your tits were so sensitive, you didn’t know this would feel so good.

“You like being milked?” he hummed, pushing two fingers into you. “No baby to feed, but you still want to be used.”

You moaned.

Yes. You wanted it, you needed that so much.

He moved his thumb to rub against your clit, and you trembled.

“Don’t worry, your alpha will take care of you,” he assured you. “Might even make a pretty penny too, little Omega.”

That made you cum. Loudly and embarrassingly, shaking and gushing both to his hand and the pump.

“Fuck,” Dean growled.

You came and came as he fucked you with his fingers and the pump worked on you, until your breasts were empty and you were a sloppy mess.

Your husband chuckled.

“Such a pretty pathetic Omega,” he taunted, reaching up to remove the pumps and you whined. “You’re all dry for now, princess. But don’t worry, knowing your tits, you’re gonna be full soon tonight.”

You squirmed, flushing. Other people could find it weird, but you loved, loved, loved when Dean spoke like that to you.

And he knew that very well.

Your husband helped you clean up, and slipped your dress around your body, but didn’t give you your bra or panties back.

“I don’t want you sitting in your mess, silly girl,” he said, putting them in the bag filled with extra milk bags doctor Gabriel had left for you.

You waited as he transferred the liquid to the bags, and put the pumps into their suitcase, picking up a card and showing it to you.

“Shurley Equipments,” he read it. “Well, look at that. I guess we are going to be calling them soon enough.”

You nodded, following him out and to your car.

This was going to be quite the change.

. . .

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The Farm (I)

Summary: After dropping Sam and Jess at Stanford, Dean surprises you with a visit to Shurley Farms. Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader. With a side of A!Dean x O!Cassie, A!Castiel x O!Reader, and A!Dean x O!OC WC: 3.2k words Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics. Oral sex, dirty talking, degrading kink, lactation kink, exhibitionism.

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"Now, isn't this place so much nicer?" you looked at Jess and Sam.

You and Dean had come down with them to Stanford, to say the proper goodbyes, spend a little more time together and settle them in a more comfortable way.

Now, their debts were being taken care of by Dean, and you were helping them move out of their itsy bitsy tiny old house and into a proper flat.

"It's very generous," Jess hummed, looking around.

The place was all furnished, so they wouldn't have to worry about it. It was very pretty too.

"And, I was able to convince the guy to let you two rent just while you graduate," Dean stepped to her, putting a hand around her waist. "So you can move back home as soon as you are finished."

She rested her head on his shoulder, looking happy.

"I'm going to miss you so much," your sweet Omega lamented.

You jumped, surprised, when Sam came up behind you, touching your belly.

"Are you sure you are okay?" he kissed your cheek. "Don't you want to take a nap before hitting the road again?"

You chuckled a bit.

"Oh, Sam," you covered his hand. "This is a Winchester baby, remember? She loves the car already."

"Or he," Dean added.

You rolled your eyes.

"She!" you stated, sticking your tongue out.

Your baby was a girl.

As the mama, you knew it.

Dean shook his head.

"Alright, goodbye," he kissed Jess. "I gotta go punish that bratty Omega of hours."

Sam gave your ass a little pat, and you walked back to Dean, already perking up.

Punish you?

You followed him out of the car, curious.

It wouldn't be the first time Dean would spank you in Baby, but right there? In the parking lot?

That was new.

"Alpha?"

"Come on," he called you. "In the car."

You entered it quickly, eagerly waiting.

Was he going to spank you?

Make you warm his cock with your mouth?

But Dean just entered the car and... drove.

That was it?

"Dean?" you called.

"Hm?" he looked at you.

You stared at him, waiting.

Where was your punishment?!

"You said you were going to punish me!" you reminded him.

Your husband laughed aloud.

"Oh, I just said that so we could leave faster!"

You blinked, surprised.

Why was he laughing? It wasn't funny!

But Dean laughed even more!

"What, did you want me to punish you?" he taunted you.

You pouted, crossing your arms.

"Awn, baby," he put a hand on your knee. "Don't worry. I'm not going to punish you because I have a surprise for you."

You perked up quickly interested.

"You do?"

He smiled, amused.

"Well, I've been working behind the scenes, talking and... you know," he continued to drive. "Doctor Gabriel told me a little more about his family, put me in contact with a few of them... you know, his brothers. His little brother, even."

You frowned, confused.

What did that have to do with anything?

"They are actually working on the newest farm, you know?" he told you. "Out in the West."

The West?

Wait, which coast was this?

East or West?

You were never good with that.

"And he put me in contact with the brother who is responsible for it," Dean continued. "You know... a dude named... Castiel."

You wiped your head so quickly it almost snapped your neck.

“Dean…” you whined, face burning at the memory of touching yourself to his demonstration video.

Your Alpha just smirked.

"He’s going to give us a tour," he told you. "So you better be a good girl during it, Omega."

You tried not to get wet with what he was offering you.

A real visit to the farm?!

Meeting Castiel?!

Would you even be able to look him in the eye after seeing him fuck that Omega?

Still, your mind rushed the whole hour Dean drove, until you were in front of a half-constructed building on a large farm still mostly empty.

You were still gazing outside when Dean opened your door, helping you out of the car.

"Don't worry so much, baby," he rubbed your back. "If you don't want to stay...-"

"I do!" you interrupted him. "I just... I want to be good."

He smirked, and your heart was beating so fast you wondered if he knew.

Dean leaned down and kissed your lips.

"You are a good Omega," he petted your chin. "A very good Omega."

You nodded, a little calmer, though you squeezed his hand tight as he guided you inside and stopped in front of a reception desk.

"Good afternoon," he greeted. "You must be Meg?"

She glanced up at him and then at you, not very excited.

"Sign-ups are online," she said simply. "We do not accept any show-ups."

You frowned.

"What?" you asked, confused.

What was she talking about?

"Listen, I'm sure you got some good milk, but there are procedures, sweetheart."

You nearly gasped, going hot on the face when you realised what she was implying about you.

"I'm not here to sign-up!" you protested.

You would have left if Dean didn't hold you right in place.

"I'm Dean Winchester, this is my wife, Y/N," he told her. "We are here for a scheduled meeting with Castiel."

Meg clicked her tongue, finally checking her computer.

"You are, aren't you?" she looked up. "What a shame. But you can meet him in his office, second room on the right."

She pressed a button, and the door behind her opened.

You glared at her as Dean pulled you to go with him before you could start thinking of saying anything to her.

What a rude woman.

Dean walked into his office first, tugging you along, and there, right behind the desk was the man himself.

Castiel.

His focus was on some paperwork and he looked like he was paying a lot of attention to it before Dean cleared his throat.

His bright blue eyes looked at your husband first, but quickly moved to you, and your heart skipped a beat when he stopped up.

"Mr Winchester and Mrs Winchester," he greeted. “Welcome.”

You two sat down, and your eyes ran over him as the two men by your side started talking, and you tried - hard - to understand them - but it was all business lingo and stuff you didn't understand.

Castiel was so big.

Maybe not as tall as Dean or Sam, but he was very large.

And his voice was so deep, it echoed inside your torso like the bass of a song.

His eyes connected with yours for a moment, and you felt yourself blushing, a little started when he spoke to you all of a sudden.

“Would you like a tour around the facility?” he asked you

You blinked, surprised.

“Oh?" you exclaimed. "I thought you were still under construction?”

Castiel smiled charmingly.

“Well, yes but we were able to start up some progress before the full building is made," he told you. "It's all locked up because we don't have a lot of security, but you two are owners too, so... you know. Not a problem."

Your eyes widened.

"Owners?" you asked.

Dean just said he had a few stocks!

Castiel looked between you and Dean.

"Yes, ma'am," he confirmed. "You are the biggest shareholders outside of my family."

When you turned to him, your husband just winked at you.

"Surprise, sweetheart," he smiled.

Before you could ask more questions, Castiel stood and opened the door.

"Let's go," he led you two. "I'm sure you'll be positively impressed."

You followed him out, watching everything attentively.

He showed you the break room, a place with very comfortable couches, a few fridges and looking like a very relaxing place for Omegas to rest and talk.

The board rooms were nothing different from what you expected, where shareholders and owners could meet and talk.

"This farm will sadly be the smallest one we have so far," he told you. "If you ever decided to visit the East, our main farm has four floors dedicated to our Omega's offices. It's where I mainly work, I'm just supervising this one for my brother Michael."

You nodded along, realising you hadn't seen the offices yet.

"And where are the private offices?" you asked him.

Castiel looked at you, surprised.

"I read your company has private and shared offices," you confessed, feeling your cheeks warm.

"She is really passionate about your business," your husband chuckled.

Castiel nodded, smiling.

"Well, the private offices are still under construction," he told you. "But our shared office is ready. I told some of our Omegas we would have some visitors, so they prepared for it. We only have a handful of employees at this time, but I can introduce you to three of them."

His gaze darkened a bit, and you exchanged a look with Dean, but your husband didn't seem to notice.

Castiel led you to another side of the building before entering a room that was just the size of a bedroom, but there was no bed inside. Instead, there was that famous milking machine and the knotting machine that you remembered getting wet too.

The first Omega who walked to you was in her forties and all smiley.

"Hello, you must be the visiting new owners," she greeted you.

Her tits were so big!

"Hi," you greeted weakly.

"Elizabeth, could you tell them about your experience working for us?" Castiel instructed her.

She smiled.

"Well, I'm a mother," she told you two. "But my three kids are already in college and didn't have a lot to do until I heard about the Farm. I always tried to pump at home and donate my milk there, but it was still not enough. I like the benefits, and the work is very good. That's why I'm here."

That was so nice!

"Let's give them a demonstration, shall we?" Castiel asked her.

She nodded, and you watched them, clutching Dean's hand.

Was that a good idea?

Still, Castiel didn't look affected by your nervousness, quickly setting Elizabeth up.

"I see you're not using the toy," your husband pointed out when she just saw on a chair.

Elizabeth giggled, a little embarrassed.

"Well, most of the Omegas do use the toy's pleasure to produce milk faster, but I'm an old Omega," she told you. "I just can't keep up."

Dean took off his leather jacket discreetly and wrapped it around you, maybe expecting something from you.

Castiel just smiled, reaching and caressing her cheek.

"Oh, don't say that," he cooed, and you could see her melting. "If the stories your husband tells are right, then you've been improving."

"Improving?" you asked, focus taken from her chest.

"Oh," she looked at you. "I used to be a bit of a nag before the farm. You know... too many things in my mind, never satisfied or happy with anything since my nest emptied. This job helped a lot."

She shook her head, and then looked at Castiel.

"Castiel helped," she corrected her.

He smiled, kissing the back of her head.

Well, he seemed like a nice boss, then.

"Sometimes Omegas need to be reminded of their purpose," he affirmed, sweetly.

You all did, right?

Castiel kissed her cheek and guided you to walk out of the room.

"As I said, the private offices are still being built," he told you, closing Elizabeth's door. "So they are using these spaces for work. Those rooms are going to be converted into our pasteurisation area, it's why the walls are made of thin wood. It's a temporary space."

You looked at the walls, and they did look temporary.

"The doors are also going to be changed, we just put them here to get them privacy," he told you, opening a new door.

The Onega inside was already attached to the machine.

To both of them.

"This is Cassandra," he told you. "Cassie. For short."

You gazed at Cassie, and she held back a moan at your presence. Oh, the naughty little thing, too embarrassed to be heard but not to be seen.

"Cassie, dear," he spoke softly. "I told you we had guests."

"I know, Mr Novak," she whimpered, trying to hold back her moans.

You gulped, watching her tits being milked by the machine. She had so much milk.

"Holy shit," Dean hissed. "That toy is definitely bruising her up."

You tore your eyes from her milk and looked at her ass. She was dressed, and you couldn't see the toy in her cunt, but the machine was in a very, very fast setting.

Castiel shook his head and took a small remote from her hand.

"Well, Cassie, how about you tell them about yourself?"

The machine slowed down, and you licked your lips, warm between your legs.

"I'm a student," she spoke, clearly trying to stay coherent. "And I had a problem with leaking."

Castiel hummed a bit.

"She did," he agreed. "It's why we accepted her as an early employee. We knew she needed our services as much as we needed her."

"What do you study?" you asked her.

Cassie pressed her lips together.

"Communications," she whined. "Wanna be a journalist."

Castiel chuckled.

"She is very smart when she is not being fucked, I promise," he assured you.

Her face flushed in embarrassment, and you couldn’t help but be mesmerized by her body. She was so beautiful, tall and with big tits. Not huge, but with so much potential.

"Mr Novak," she whined, looking at him. "Can I have it now? What you promised?”

Castiel chuckled.

"Not while I'm doing the tour, honey."

She whined, boomed, and then he looked at the two of you.

"Well... Mr Winchester?"

Your husband stepped back, nearly hiding behind you.

"You could offer yourself to solve her oral fixation," he suggested. "If you two are comfortable with that."

"Can I suck your cock?" she pleaded. "Please?"

Your husband was shocked at the question, and you glanced at him.

Oh, he was hard.

"What kind of question -"

"You should," you told him. "You're so hard already, Dean. And the floor doesn't look comfortable for my knees. I can continue the tour with Mr Novak on my own."

"We can stay," Castiel told you. "It's only appropriate, as you are his Omega. I would never suggest you leave him here on his own."

You nodded. It made sense. At least the way he said it did.

"Please," Cassie moaned. "Please, sir!"

Your husband unzipped his pants. He wasn't wearing his flannel today, just his leather jacket and a V-neck shirt. He was so handsome.

"There you go," he spoke hesitantly.

Cassie didn't even hesitate, quickly taking his cock and grabbing his hips, wrapping her lips around it and swallowing him.

Dean froze, shocked at her just pulling him, but Castiel didn't care. He was a boss trying to make his employee happy!

"Fuck," your husband moaned when she deep-throated him.

He pushed his fingers into her curly hair, slowly fucking her mouth. It wouldn't do good to harm his property, right?

Your brain caught with your thought.

Property?!

God, how fucked up were you?

Still, you rubbed your legs together, eager, turned on by everything.

"Would you mind if I recorded it?" Castiel asked, all of a sudden.

Dean turned, confused.

"For the... hm... business website?"

Castiel shook his head.

"To Cassie's boyfriend," he told him, phone in hand. "It will help with her training."

Your husband nodded, and you watched as Castiel pulled a ring light before putting his phone in his pocket and going for Cassie's bag, setting her phone up and recording, focused on her face and Dean's hips.

You licked your lips watching them, and Dean grunted.

"You're slutty little cow, aren't you?" he caressed her hair. "No wonder you need to be fucked this early in the morning. Didn't even wait for us."

Castiel analysed them closely and calmly, as if they weren't doing anything surprising.

"You can go faster," he said simply. "A good bruising will be a suitable punishment."

Your husband looked very happy.

He fucked her throat faster, moaning and growling, and your chest ached.

Oh, you were going to leak soon.

Castiel looked at you, and your cheeks heated up, and you held the jacket closer, afraid of embarrassing yourself.

"Sweetie, come over," he instructed. "Look from this angle."

You complied, obedient.

He took off your jacket, hanging it aside, and gave you a little look before moving you to face Dean again.

"Look at him," he whispered near your ear. "Cassie is such a good cock-sucker, you know?"

You nodded weakly, rubbing your legs together, and gasped when he touched your chest over your shirt.

"Dean told me all about you," he told you, chuckling. "Said I'm your favourite porn star."

You bit your lip, holding back a sound, not wanting to ruin the video.

"I'm glad you liked our videos," he massaged your breast. "If we only caught you sooner... Dean says you have so much milk... but you are more of a breeder than a milker."

You held back a whine, rubbing your legs together.

"Sadly, we haven't cornered that market yet," he joked, chuckling.

His fingers worked and worked on your chest, and you blushed more.

“I’m going to-” you whispered.

“Shh,” he interrupted you. “You know, my brother Raphael says we need the public to respond better to us before we start offering breeding whores like you for sale.”

Your legs weakened and he held you in place.

You loved Dean and your life so much, but the thought of being filled up and leaking all day sounded so insanely good. Just being bred and milked the whole day.

“I can smell your slick,” he whispered into your ear. “Are you wet, sweet girl? I think you are.”

You squirmed, legs wet under your dress.

“I bet I could slide right in, and you would welcome my cock,” he hummed. “And without worrying about breeding you, because you are already bred.”

The pressure in your chest grew.

“Please,” you whimpered. “I’m going to wet my clothes all over.”

Castiel cooed you, all mockingly.

"Poor little thing," he kissed your cheek, taking his hand away.

You whined at the lack of touch, but didn't say anything.

"Cassie, dear, make him cum already," he commanded. "We have a tour to finish."

Not a second later, your husband moaned aloud, stopping fucking her mouth and cumming suddenly.

Castiel just chuckled.

"I told you, sweet thing," he looked at you. "She is very good."

He gave you your jacket back, and you covered yourself just at the right time before you felt your milk starting to dribble down, and you zipped it up at the same time your husband was zipping up his pants, trying to recompose himself as he moved to you.

"She's... uh..." he cleared his throat. "She knows what she's doing."

Castiel stopped recording and sent the video to someone - Cassie's boyfriend, probably - before giving her the remote back.

"Now, be safe and drink tons of water," he told her, back to being sweet. "I'll come back to check on you later, okay? If you need to go home early, talk to Meg."

He kissed her forehead and petted her hair before turning to the two of you.

“Let’s go.”

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The Farm (II)

Summary: After dropping Sam and Jess at Stanford, Dean surprises you with a visit to Shurley Farms. Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader. With a side of A!Dean x O!Cassie, A!Castiel x O!Reader, and A!Dean x O!OC WC: 2.3k words Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics. Oral sex, dirty talking, degrading kink, lactation kink, exhibitionism.

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Castiel led you to the third room, and you stopped, surprised when you recognised the Omega from the video.

Oh!

"And... I think you might have known her already, uh?" he smirked to you. "This is Amy. She works with me in my farm, in the East. But she usually comes with me when I travel."

She smiled, all very giddy.

"Hello, dear," Castiel looked at her.

"Alpha," she smiled back.

Alpha. Not Mr Novak.

"Oh," Dean exclaimed by your side.

He didn't seem to mind, kissing her lips sweetly.

"Sweetheart, these are Dean and Y/N Winchester, I've told you about them."

"She moved all the way here?" your husband asked. "For you?"

Castiel smiled and brushed her hair back, revealing a mark on her neck.

His claim on her.

"I would follow him anywhere," she affirmed, smiling at him.

"You let your Omega work here?" you asked, unable to stop yourself.

Yes, the Omegas before had partners but Castiel was their boss, right? He was his Omega's boss, then?!

"I volunteered," Amy told you. "I wanted to be a part of this."

"My other Omegas are also part of our staff in the farm," he told you, not looking any ashamed as he palmed her breast. "We all believe in this principle."

You stared, surprised.

He had another Omega?

Omegas. As more than one.

“Your Omegas?” Dean asked, sounding just as surprised as you.

“We have a big pack,” Amy declared, arching her chest to Castiel’s hand.

He pushed her dress aside, pulling her nipple unashamedly.

"We are a big family," Castiel affirmed. "My Omegas and I. My brothers and their Omegas too."

You remembered the words in the video.

Once someone wanted to join their family...

Oh, God.

Amy moaned, squirming.

"Alpha." she whimpered. "Are you going to fuck me now?"

"Oh, sweetheart," he sighed, looking at you. "We have guests. Maybe we should be a little more generous."

Castiel petted her chin.

"We are a family, after all," he looked at the two of you.

You licked your lips, the top of your dress soaked with milk and your panties soaked with slick.

"Amy, sweetheart, why don't you strip for Mr Winchester," he suggested, and looked at you. "And Mrs Winchester, come on now. We don't need to ruin your clothes more."

You complied without even thinking, and barely looked at Amy when she moved to Dean.

"Try her milk," Castiel instructed Dean. "She is the best producer of the East Coast."

You watched Dean lean down and latch on her nipple, making her moan, and you rushed to peel off your clothes.

Castiel moved to you, licking your lips before kissing you hard, pressing his strong body against yours.

"Poor little thing," he cooed, pinching your nipple. "Leaking all over your dress."

His lips were more insistent than Dean's on your nipples, as if he knew too well what he was doing - and he did.

"Your milk is so sweet," he moved a big hand to your breast, squeezing it. "Perfect for pups."

You moved your hips like a needy slut, grinding down on his cock, feeling him so hard under you that you just had to have him inside you.

"Please, Alpha," you begged.

"You want me to fuck you?" he pushed his hand up your thigh. "Right in front of your Alpha?"

You whined, embarrassed, and he pushed his fingers into your hair, pulling on it and biting your earlobe.

"You should be ashamed."

His words made you moaned and get even wetter.

"But it's not like Mr Winchester there doesn't care, right?" he called, looking behind you, probably at Dean. "He's humping my Omega like a teen in rut. Her milk has made him so hard already. I bet he has a thick, heavy load to give her."

Castiel turned your head to your side, and you could see Dean and Castiel's Omega. Her gown was all wet, and you could see her thighs glistening.

"Go on, fuck her," Castiel commanded, and pressed his lips to your ear. "And you can watch."

His Omega unzipped your Alpha's pants, and you watched mesmerised as her small hand stroke his cock eagerly, with her leg over his hips.

You wondered why she didn't just get on all fours, but how would he suck her tits if she did?

"Pretty Omega," Castiel hummed, sucking your milk again, and you squirmed.

It was mesmerising, seeing Dean fucking that woman. Before Jess, you didn't even know you enjoyed seeing your husband fucking other Omegas, but since then... well, it just made you feel something else.

"You got the prettiest little tits," he pinched your nipple.

Your eyes widened.

Little?

When you looked back at Castiel, he was smirking and moving to pull out his cock. When he did, your eyes widened.

He was big. Very big.

Dean was very thick. He stretched you fully, rubbed against your walls and filled you fully.

Sam was very long. His cock would brush against your cervix and bruise it.

But Castiel?

Castiel was both.

"Do you like it," be leant closer to you, biting your lower lip, focusing his eyes on yours. "Is it big enough for you?"

You didn't have time to answer, and Castiel raised you up, pressing the tip of his cock against your cunt.

"So slicky," he cooed. "You've been wet for so long, hadn't you? Could see your pretty cheeks going red when you came to my office, your thighs pressing together as I spoke to you..."

You cried out, gripping his shoulders and crying in pleasure, teary eyed as he stretched you.

"Take it," he spoke into your ear. "It's your nature. It's what you're made for, taking cock."

You moaned, squirming. Fuck, he was so big. He was stretching you so much.

Castiel bit over your mating gland, not enough to mark but makign you moan and squirm, sensitive and hungry.

"God," you threw your head back.

He sucked on it, and your eyes nearly crossed.

"Little breeder," he cooed you. "I'm sure your Alphas will keep you full of cum, bred and bred until you can't take it anymore."

You moaned.

"You're lucky we are business partners now," he moved his finger to your cunt, rubbing your clit hard. "I would offer a pretty price to take you back with me."

You closed your eyes, hating how much that made you leak and flutter around his cock.

Castiel, though, noticed it clearly.

"You like that?" he rubbed you harder. "Of course you do."

He moved under you, making you bounce on his cock.

"Such a pathetic Omega," he grunted. "Stupid cock hungry little whore."

You moaned, embarrassed.

Fuck, you shouldn't like that as much as you did.

"Alpha," the other Omega moaned.

You looked over her. Dean was fucking her deep, now, holding her spread, lying on the floor, with her legs as up as they could go.

Fuck, he loved to fuck you like that before you got pregnant.

Castiel chuckled.

"Is he good?"

His Omega just moaned, speechless.

"She gets so dumb with a cock in her," he pinched your clit, and you yelped. "Being fucked gets her brain all silly."

He sucked on your gland, and you closed your eyes, nearly going just as silly as her.

"That's how I like my Omegas," he licked your gland. "All cock-drunk, with their pretty little brains dripping and dripping and dripping from their cunts."

You moaned, grinding down on him, already so close to the edge you could taste it already.

"And their tits leaking so much," he moved down, sucking on your tits again.

You tried bouncing on his dick, trying to get his knot inside you.

"Please," you whined. "Please, Alpha."

"You wanna cum, Omega?" he pressed his fingers harder. "And on a stranger Alpha's cock... you're such a slut."

You whined, squirming.

"Yes," you arched your body to him. "Please."

"Say it," he commanded. "Fully. Every word."

You moaned more, legs trembling.

"Please, I want to cum," you begged. "I need to cum. Please, please."

But he wasn't satisfied, biting down on your nipple.

"And who do you want to make you cum?" he asked.

"You," you cried. "I want you to make me cum. Please, make me cum, Castiel, please."

"Cum for me, then," he commanded.

You did, crying out, and he continued to fuck you as you went lightheaded.

Your brain was exploding with little fireworks as he continued to play with you, kissing and sucking your tits, and all you could do was let yourself be used by him,

All you felt was a new orgasm before your vision went black.

You yawned as you woke up, all snuggled up with Dean around you.

"Alpha," you called, feeling your throat a little sore.

You looked around, and he pushed a little bit of water to your lips.

You two were in the fancy break room, laying down together.

How you'd gotten there, you didn't quite know.

"You passed out a while ago," he caressed your face. "You got a little overwhelmed. And dehydrated."

Worry filled you quickly as you rushed to touch your belly, and your husband did the same.

"Don't worry, Castiel had some medical equipment," he told you. "The baby... she is perfectly fine."

You didn't quite catch his words, looking at yourself, and finding your hips bruised with handprints.

Oh. That was intense, wasn't it?

Your husband cleared his throat and you looked up at his face.

"I think that after today we can't quite call her Cassiopeia," he told you. "It would be weird to call our baby Cassie."

"Well, yeah," you agreed, looking at him. "I mean, we can't name our baby a name..."

You stopped after a minute, shocked.

"You agree with me," you looked at him. "You called her a she."

Dean chuckled.

"I might have... a hunch?" he asked, blushing. "Well, Castiel was checking and... you know. You were right."

You frowned.

"What? And how did he know?"

He shrugged.

"He's a doctor," your husband told you. "Most of his brothers are, actually. So he knows how to read an ultrasound."

You blinked, confused.

"Why would he have an ultrasound machine?"

Dean shrugged.

"He needs to care for the girls," he reminded you. "Ultrasound machines are used for a lot of things. Heart exams, thyroid exams and breast exams."

Oh, now that made sense.

You squealed anyway, excited with the news.

"She's a girl!" you celebrated. "Oh, Dean. What are we going to name her?!"

He chuckled, squeezing you.

"We can think about it later, honey," he reminded you. "We should head back on the road."

You pouted a little.

"Maybe," you moved your hand to his face, caressing his cheek and chin. "Or maybe... we could stay with Sammy and Jess for a while."

Your husband thought a bit.

"Well... they would love to hear the news," he caressed your hair. "And we could use some extra days off."

You squealed, excited!

Yes!

You two stood up together, and you found your dress folded on a chair, but Dean stopped you before you put it on.

"Cas got you something to wear on the way back," he told you before you could pick it up. "Your clothes are all wet, baby."

Your cheeks flushed a little. You had leaked all over everything.

But that wasn't the most embarrassing, no.

When Dean gave you what Cas had gotten you... it was a gown.

The gowns the Omegas wore around the farm.

You put it on anyway, and it was very comfortable, like clouds on your skin. But not very discreet at all, was it?

After all, it was made for easy access.

"Well, that's... sheer," Dean spoke slowly.

You looked down at yourself, and your nipples were showing through the white fabric.

He picked his leather jacket up and gave it to you, helping you put it on and zipping it halfway.

"There. Now you look more like Chuck's bride and less like you are trying to seduce people.'

You laughed as he put on his shirt again, guiding you out, and Castiel was waiting at the end of the corridor with a paper bag in his hands.

"Hello again," he smiled, offering it to you. "I got you a little something to fill you up."

You took it, a little embarrassed, and you were surprised to find a bottle of red juice, a bottle of water and big sandwich.

"It's enough to keep you up until you two stop to have an actual meal," he told you. "And I'm sure you have more water in the car."

"We are actually planning to stop back near Stanford," Dean told him. "Stay a while."

“Oh,” he sounded surprised, looking at you two. “You are in college?”

“No,” you shook your head. “But my other Alpha and our Omega do.”

He smiled largely, looking excited.

“That’s great!” he exclaimed. “I look forward to meeting them. I’m sure your pack is beautiful and will be very happy to know you two decided to stay.”

You smirked, already knowing what Castiel was thinking.

Naughty Alpha, already thinking of fucking another one of your pack's Omegas.

But... she might like him, yes.

"We'll stay in contact," Dean told him, looking just as smug, and you knew he had caught that too. "I'm sure they'll love to visit the farm once it is functioning fully."

"Of course," he agreed with a cheeky smile. "And if you ever need a personal tour again, you have my contact."

You pressed your thighs together. Oh, it would certainly be... interesting.

He led you two outside and stopped beside your card, and you smiled at him, putting yourself on your tiptoes and kissing his cheek.

"Goodbye."

Castiel chuckled.

"Naughty little Omega," he squeezed your waist.

You giggled, stepping back and getting into the car.

Maybe you were, sure.

But you loved it.

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The Pump - Masterlist

Summary: When you start producing milk too early into your pregnancy, you and Dean are introduced to a special piece of equipment. And a new kink. Pairing: Dean Winchester x F!Reader Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics. Vaginal fingering. Dirty talk. Smut. Degrading kink. Lactation kink. Masturbation. People watching porn. Vaginal sex. Praising kink. Knotting.

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The Pack

Summary: Sam and Jess decide to spend Spring Break with you and Dean and finally - after a good night together - join your pack. And you all mate. Of course. Pairing: Dean x F!Reader x Jessica Moore x Sam Winchester Warnings: A/B/O dynamics. Tension. Hurt/Comfort. Flirting. Lactation kink. Masturbation. Spanking. Degrading kink. Foursome. Exhibitionism. Praising kink. Alpha/Omega Mating and Omega/Omega Mating. Smut. Vaginal sex. Oral sex. Breeding kink.

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The Farm

Summary: After dropping Sam and Jess at Stanford, Dean surprises you with a visit to Shurley Farms. Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader. With a side of A!Dean x O!Cassie, A!Castiel x O!Reader, A!Dean x O!OC and A!Castiel x O!OC Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics. Oral sex, dirty talking, degrading kink, lactation kink, exhibitionism.

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The Family

Summary: When Sam and Jess move back into your home, you can finally sate a craving you’d been hiding since you left her in Stanford to fuck her silly. Pairing: Alpha!Dean x Omega!F!Reader, Alpha!Sam x Omega!F!Reader, Omega!Jessica x Omega!F!Reader, Alpha!Dean x Omega!Jess Warnings: Pregnancy. Lactation kink. Oral sex. Smut. Overstimulation. Teasing. Degrading kink. Praising kink. Frottage. Knotting. Fluff.

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The Pack (I)

Summary: Sam and Jess decide to spend Spring Break with you and Dean and finally - after a good night together - join your pack. And you all mate. Of course. WC: 3.5k words Warnings: A/B/O dynamics. Tension. Hurt/Comfort. Flirting. Lactation kink.

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“We decided on a neutral colour,” you told Jess as you showed her your nursery, which you had just finished painting a couple of days ago. “Because we can reuse it, you know? We plan on moving her to a bigger room by the time we have a second.”

Jess was Sam’s girlfriend, his Omega, and was just visiting along with him for spring break.

“So you know it’s a girl?” she asked.

You shook your head, caressing your belly and your barely-showing bump.

“No, the doctor said it’s still a month until we can see anything officially. Maybe even more. But I think she is a girl.”

You were her mama, and mamas never got it wrong.

“Aww, this is so exciting!” she exclaimed. “I can’t wait to be an aunt.”

She touched your belly happily, and you were happy that it was finally starting to show a little bit, though it was nothing near your tits. Now that you had started pumping, they had stopped growing so much, but they were still bigger than their past self.

“You know,” she looked at you. “Have you ever thought about having a mural? Something sweet, maybe behind the changing table?”

You nodded a little.

“Well, I thought about it. But we don’t know anyone who can paint like that,” you told her. “And it’s our baby. I don’t know if I’d let a stranger do something without any meaning on the wall, I want it to be something she looks at and I can say ‘daddy painted it for you’ or ‘mama painted it for you’, but neither of us is good with art.”

Jess pouted a little.

“Oh,” she nodded a bit. “Well…”

You finally realised what she was talking about.

“I do like the sound of your ‘auntie Jess painted it for you’,” you teased her.

Her eyes sparkled, and her lips curled in a big smile. Jess was so pretty!

“If it isn’t much to ask,” you told her. “Because you are a guest, I don’t want to make you work.”

She waved a dismissive hand.

“Oh, no, don’t worry!” she assured you. “I mean, we have all week!”

Such a short time… you wished they could stay a little longer.

“And it’ll be my birthday present to you!” she affirmed, squeezing your hand.

Sam had bought you some gift cards as your birthday gift, which you didn’t mind.

But a mural… well, it would be very nice.

“I’ll see if I can ask Dean to take you to Home Depot for some paints later,” you offered, taking her hand as you both went outside to find your boys.

They were in the backyard… arguing?

“Dean, those are humans!” Sam stomped his foot. “They are treating those Omegas like livestock!"

Oh… so they were talking about that.

“You know, for a guy who is all about researching, you’re really bad at looking into Shurley’s. All the omegas consent to it and they can quit anytime,” Dean reminded him.

“The only kind of omegas they would seek out would be the ones who are desperate, and you think they wouldn’t target that?” his brother insisted.

Ever since you two started donating milk, there had been a boom in the company’s popularity. You would like to think it was you, but you also knew they were expanding, and with that came fame.

They set up farms East, and now they had plans on going west, which Sam was not happy about.

“It’s predatory!”

“It’s a job!” Dean corrected him. “Like… like OnlyFans. And escorting. And something for the greater good, like sperm donation! They help people everywhere!”

Sam took a hand to his face, growling.

“I don’t even know why I’m talking to you about this, especially with how you treat-“

“Um? Sam?” Jess called out, stopping both men.

The way he treated… you.

Sam was very critical of your relationship with Dean. Well, he was critical of anything and everything Dean did.

It made you very sad because Dean loved him more than anything in this world.

… maybe not you. You didn’t like to ponder on that, because it wasn’t a competition.

But he adored Sam, and always made sure things were always perfect for him, so he could have everything he wanted.

Even with college, Dean wanted to pay for everything, so Sam would just study. His house, his car and tuition… but he didn’t let him do more than put his name on the lease. And since he had gone to college, he was distant from his brother.

This visit was new to him.

But he liked you, you knew that. Sam always said he wanted you to be safe and happy, but you felt like he didn’t listen to you. You had said to him a thousand times that this is the happiest you have ever been, but he still wouldn’t understand.

It was good that Omegas could do whatever they wanted, and have the lives they wanted, but you liked your life. You liked being a housewife and attached to Dean by the hip and having him take care of everything. It made you happy!

“Oh, hey, sweeties,” Dean flashed you two a smile. “Do you need anything?”

“Is everything alright?” Jess asked

“Oh, yes,” he assured you, but you knew he was lying. “Don’t worry, doll.”

Sam’s lips curled in a growl.

“Don’t call her that.”

But Jess smiled. She didn’t seem bothered at all.

“You know what?” Sam decided and walked to you two. “How about they contribute? They have a voice, you know?”

You frowned. What now?

Dean always asked your opinion on things.

“How do you feel about what Shurley is doing to Omegas?”

Jess sighed, putting a hand on his shoulder.

“Oh, that… Sam…” she looked at him, clearly something they both knew about. “I mean, we don’t want them being abused under them, you know?”

“But they are nice,” you told her. “Their Omegas have a good contract, their needs are all met, and I looked into it and their health insurance is the best in the country. Dean is even getting me in it. The insurance company, I mean.”

Jess raised her eyebrows, surprised.

“Really?”

“Yes,” you confirmed. “We’ve looked into the company. Well, I did more than Dean.”

You tried not to flush thinking of it. They didn’t need to know how you knew all of those things.

“They distribute breast milk even to smaller hospitals, and to families who don’t have ways to feed their pups,” you told her.

“Wait. Why are you looking into them?” Sam looked at you, curiosity getting the better of him. “Is Dean making you-“

You couldn’t take it.

“Can you be nice for once?” you interrupted him. “Everything is ‘Dean’s doing this’, ‘Dean’s doing that!”

Your husband’s eyes widened, and you stomped, walked closer to his brother and raised your head to look at his face, now fully angry.

You were so tired of Sam accusing Dean all the time!

“The rain starts out of time, and it’s Dean’s fault. You can’t find a shoe, and it is Dean’s fault! If you disagree with something, Dean has to be wrong because you are never wrong!” you growled at him. “Dean doesn’t treat me right, Dean doesn’t know this, Dean’s help is useless… will you, please, stop?”

Someone put a hand on your back, very delicate, but you shrugged them off.

How dare he be so mean to your Alpha? Your husband was a very loving man, even if he wasn’t good with his words. He always compensated them with his actions.

“Dean redecorated the guest room just so that you two would be comfortable!” you told him. “He bought a new mattress, made sure we have your favourite foods, and has been spending the whole week trying to find a way to convince you into letting him get you some dental insurance because you are too stubborn to let him help you!”

Sam stared at you with wide eyes, shocked, and you stepped away from him, not wanting to get into a fight, but came back as soon as you realised you weren’t done.

“Your brother thinks the world of you! He tells the people all the time that his little brother is a smart lawyer and got into Stanford all on his own,” you continued. “He keeps pictures of when you were little all around because you don’t like to take pictures with him anymore, and always talks about gifting you and Jess a house in the town so that we could see one another more often without you being overwhelmed by his presence.”

“Baby,” Dean called you.

“So don’t come to me with that talk of Dean forcing me to do anything! Because I only cook when I want, I only clean when I want, and I am very spoiled every day because he is a very good Alpha, the same way that he is a very good brother! And I value that very much!” you finished. “And just because you think an Omega is only good when she is working, it doesn’t mean we can’t be happy staying home!”

Your eyes welled up, but you kept your stance, walking away from him in strong steps and stomping right back into your room.

After that massive rant, you curled up into your big pillow to scream, though you could still hear the three outside.

You had never, ever, been so upset with someone before, but he needed to hear that!

"I... I don't-" Sam tried to speak. "I mean..."

"Sam, you should talk to her," Jess interrupted him.

There was a moment of silence before she continued.

"Dean... I know this is strange, but she wanted to know if you could drive me for some paints. I'd love to do a mural for the baby."

"That would be very nice, Jessica," your husband agreed. "We can go now. And they should have a moment alone."

You looked up from your pillow, still hugging it.

"Come in," you mumbled.

He opened the door carefully.

"I added the colourful marshmallows you like," he tried to smile.

You glared at him, bitterly.

"Oh, how presumptuous of you," you grunted.

Still, you took the drink anyway.

You did love the colourful marshmallows.

He sighed, putting his own mug aside, and it looked way more boring than yours.

“Listen, I’m sorry," he apologised. "I shouldn’t have been so hard on Dean."

"You're right, you shouldn't," you confirmed.

He smiled the littlest bit.

"I just... I get so worried for you," he told you.

You lowered your mug, chewing one of the marshmallows.

“Why?” you finally asked him. “Sam, you’ve known me for years, why do you think I can’t take care of myself?”

Sam hesitated for a moment, and you continued to stare at him.

What, did he think you were dumb?

"You're an Omega," he said, at last. "And a woman. A very feminine woman. People sometimes take advantage of people like you."

You sighed. Of course you knew all of that. Your whole life, people looked at you different for being girly and wanting to settle down and just have a family. No fancy schools, just a house to command and babies to raise.

"I know, Sam," you touched his hand. His hand was so warm. "But I live like this because I chose this life for myself. I see how people treat me, and I’m very aware of it. The last thing I want is someone thinking they know what’s best for me.”

He nodded with you.

"You're a very nice girl," he told you. "Dean is... very lucky. To have you."

You tilted your head.

Oh, you knew those eyes.

Sure, you weren't school sharp, but you could read people like paper.

"Do you remember..." you spoke slowly, starting to reminisce. "When Dean asked me to Prom, and he had you helping?"

Dean always wanted to share everything with his brother.

Everything.

You giggled.

Dean didn't want a prom date, he wanted an easy lay.

And you weren't an easy lay.

"So he did it again," you reminded him. "And a third time."

"And then you accepted," Sam pointed out.

You chuckled.

"I remember how jealous you looked when I did," you teased him.

Sam stopped, frozen and flushing.

"I don't know what you're talking about," he tried to deny it.

You laughed.

"I always knew you had a little crush on me, Sammy," you told him. "I just didn't know it had never gone away,"

Sam was blushing so much. It was adorable.

"Y/n," he stuttered. "I... Dean... Jess..."

"Families are packs, Sam," you reminded him. "It's very normal for a pack to be big."

Still, he pulled away from you.

"Listen... I do love you," he affirmed, your heart soar and your chest ache. "But I won't do that to Jess. Packs are too traditional, and we don’t want that."

You raised an eyebrow at him.

"Does she?" you asked him. "Are you sure?"

You had seen the way Jess looked at your belly, and how she was fascinated with the ins and out of your life as you told it to her.

“It’s not wrong to want it,” you whispered to him.

Sam nearly growled.

"Not wrong?" he asked. "To want to own my omega or take control like some knot head?"

"Yes," you whispered. "Exactly. To care for her and spoil her."

He didn't look at you, and you rested your head on his shoulder.

"You know, Dean treats me very well," you told him. "He is so sweet, Sam. Always giving me little gifts, always making my life comfortable... I barely lift a finger around here."

His skin was so warm against yours. Still, Sam kept drinking his mug, and you just then realised what he was drinking.

You didn't have milk at home.

Not conventional milk, at least. Just yours...

You were producing so much, you kept a bit of yours to yourselves.

And Sam seemed to be enjoying it very much.

"I used the milk in the half-empty bottle," he told you. "I hope that's alright? I wasn't sure if it was something you were saving it for some recipe."

You shook your head.

"No, it's just milk," you assured him. "It's just not pasteurised. We got it fresh today."

“I mean, yeah, it’s really good," he nodded again, emphatic. "You guys don’t even have cows anymore, where do you get it?”

You smiled smuggle,

“Oh, just some other farmers were kind enough to give some of theirs…. Deans been experimenting with it...”

Your husband had been very curious with what your milk could bring before a baby.

“He's actually made some fresh ice cream with it," he told you. "You wanna try it?"

You raised your head from his shoulder and Sam relaxed completely now.

"Yeah," he agreed. "Of course."

You really shouldn’t get turned on by this.

You were tricking your brother in law... but you knew if Sam knew he would start worrying, and you just wanted this week to be perfect!

"I'll serve you," you hopped off your bed. "Come on."

Sam didn't say anything as you guided him downstairs and waited as you served him a big ball of sweet vanilla ice cream, and Sam almost immediately dug in.

"Oh, God," he huffed. "This is really good. It's so sweet!"

Sam licked the spoon with his skilled tongue, and you squirmed, feeling yourself getting wet, and your chest felt a little tight and-

"Oh," you gasped, feeling your clothes wet.

You were leaking again!

"I'm sorry," you covered your chest. "I need to go clean up."

You rushed out of the kitchen before he could say anything, looking for your pump.

Where had Dean put it?!

Finally, you managed to find it and hid in your work room before setting it up.

What would Sam and Jess think if they saw you like this?

Before you could overthink, your door opened, and Dean walked inside.

"There you are!" your husband smiled. "Baby! Jess is so perfect! I didn't know how perfect she would be, she is all sweet."

You raised your eyes to him quickly.

"Oh, you think so too?" you asked him. "I was thinking... oh, Dean, we really could have a pack, couldn't we?"

You two had talked a bit about it - before and after getting married.

But you never found someone who would be a good fit.

Until today, that was.

"Now you’re reading my mind,” Dean smirked, taking a seat beside you. "You, me, Sammy and Jess... I don't even know how Sam has bred her up already. They’ve been dating for four years!"

You shook your head. That was way too long of a time.

But they were at least mated.

"Of course you're thinking of breeding," you giggled. "Another cow for the family business."

He chuckled, touching your leg and caressing your thigh slowly.

"She has so much untapped potential, baby," he hummed. "Beautiful tits, long legs... oh, I imagine she can bounce pretty well on cock, uh?"

You squirmed, warmed by his words and the pump.

But Dean pulled away from you and rested on the chair slowly, just smirking a little.

Suddenly, Jessica walked into the room.

"Dean?" she called.

She gasped, though, when she looked at you.

"Oh!" she covered her eyes. "I'm so sorry!"

"It's alright," you assured her. "Just... Omega business."

She flushed and Dean looked back at her.

"Yes, doll?" he asked.

Her cheeks were flushed, and Jess couldn't look up.

"Sam wants to talk to you," he told you. "In the kitchen."

Dean nodded.

"Thank you, sweetheart. I'll go talk to him."

He left and Jess hesitated, about to do the same, but you stopped her.

"Hey," you called her. "Sit down, it's alright. Nothing you haven't seen before."

If she was going to be part of your pack, then she had to get used to this, right?

She sat down, but still didn't look at you.

"Sorry," she mumbled. "I just... always thought this was private. My mum always says people should cover-up when breastfeeding."

You scoffed.

"Oh, come on," you shook your head. "Boobs are made for babies. Anything else is an extra."

Jessica giggled.

“I guess that’s true,” she finally looked at you, and then frowned, pointing to your chest. "Uh... is that from Shurley’s? Is that why you were so defensive before?”

You hesitated a bit.

Oh, well.

"It is," you agreed. "I have a... special situation. Condition. Something like that, I can say."

Jessica frowned, worried.

"It's alright," you assured her. "I just have milk. Lots of it. So I needed a special pump and only they have it. It's been helping me a lot in the last month."

She nodded along.

"I guess that's good," she pointed out. "You wouldn't want a mess everywhere."

Oh, if a mess was everything you were worried about.

"And it hurt so much," you told her. "My body ached to feed my baby when she isn't even out yet. I was so desperate I thought about just offering to feed newborns at the hospital."

You both laughed at the joke.

"I donate my milk," you told her. "So I guess I do feed hospital babies. Just not directly."

She beamed.

“That’s amazing!” Jess exclaimed, awed. “I wish I could do that… sometimes I volunteer, but to make a difference like that..”

“And your body loves it too!” you praised it. “It can be messy, but it’s all for the babies and that’s all I care about.”

She watched you, impressed.

"That sounds dreamy," she told you. "Your life is just wonderful. I wish I could just... you know."

She lowered her eyes, unsure, not wanting to finish it.

You looked into her eyes.

"Wish you could, what?"

She hesitated, sighing and looking at the door.

"I mean... you guys are so lucky," she explained. "Sam and I... I don't want it to come out wrong, but we are struggling a bit. With our loans, you know?"

You nodded a bit. School loans were very expensive, especially for schools so big, such as Stanford.

"It's not a crippling debt, but it will be a while before we feel ready to have a baby, and you are ready to have another as soon as this one comes out!" she pointed at you. "It's such a good place and it... it makes me a little jealous."

"Well, what if we could help?" you suggested vaguely.

Her eyes shone at the idea, but she quickly looked away.

"Sam wants to do it on his own," she shook her head. "I have to support him."

"You are such a good Onega," you praised her, and Jess flushed. "But you know... if we all work on convincing him, he can't say no. Especially if he hears how much you want a baby."

Jess blushed even more.

"You'll be such a good mama," you told her, teasing her now. "You're so sweet and caring, and with Sam, you'd have a big belly, you know? Maybe even twins."

The machine stopped, and she looked right at your tits before you moved to remove the suction, bottles now full.

"I should put these away," you sighed, sweetly. "Talk to Sam, Jess. He will appreciate it."

You leaned by her side and placed a little kiss on her cheek, tits barely in your bra, and adjusted yourself before actually dressing up fully.

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