Yesss.

You nod, unable to disagree. He's right, you do want this, want him to sire a litter in you. "Yesss Peter," you hiss out. The hiss is soon replaced by a cry of pleasure, your orgasm crashing down around you, washing over you. "I want you to breed me, sire my cubs Peter," you cry out, a yowl escaping your lips as you lose yourself to the orgasm.

You didn't know how close he was but soon find out as Peter growls, one final thrust deep into your belly, pressing you against the back of the couch, his barbs locking into your pussy, holding you there while he pumps his life giving seed into your belly, some going straight into your womb. "Fuck Tabs," he groans a little as he throbs, emptying his balls into your fertile belly. "I hope you want cubs. Haven't cum that hard in ages."