Cherry Clinic
Chapter 54: Cherry Clinic
Finally able to get past the waiting room at the Cherry Clinic, Michael followed the instructions of that lady at the front desk and went to the right floor and the right room: The second floor—room five.
This was what the lady indicated to him.
So, Michael went as fast as he could to the second floor and climbed the stairs.
Arrived at the second floor, he now only had to find room number five.
Room number one…
No, not there…
Room number two…
No.
Room number three…
Not room number three…
Room number four…
Not that either…
Then, he finally found room number five…
There we go! I found it!
Michael opened the door as fast as he could.
Inside, he was so happy to find out that Maleva was indeed in there…
When he found her, Maleva was not lying down.
She was instead sitting up in her bed.
Legs spread out.
Maleva was supposed to wear a hospital nightgown, and she was, but it had been tucked away almost completely to the side, revealing her succulent pussy. Her pink vaginal lips and clitoris took the hunter's breath away.
"Mal…?"
Maleva was not only sitting up in the clinic's bed, but it was quite obvious that she was ovulating on this said bed.
She was already ovulating after giving birth so recently.
Therefore, truly became the wolf brood mother that she constantly gave him the impression that she was going to be. Maleva was certainly on a specific path. Not only purely enjoying giving birth on so many levels, but finding love and solace in what came after, as well…
Michael gazed at her dripping wet, pink pussy…
Her ultra-sensitive clitoris was throbbing as the sunlight hit it, travelling through the open window in the room in the clinic.
Maleva was desperately horny.
The hunter blushed as he quickly shut the door behind him.
It was only the two of them here, and it had to stay that way.
"Ahn…" The woman with messy red and green hair moaned on the other side of the room…
Maleva presented herself like some kind of flower blossoming and opening up for him.
She was his magnificent flower.
Her pussy had never looked as beautiful as it was on that day.
It invited the boyfriend.
Enticing him.
"Mal, are you alright?"
"Mike… I have been waiting for you for so long…"
"Um… It has only been about half an hour, so you arrived here, and I filed paperwork to enter the clinic myself…." he explained to her.
"Oh… But… Ahn… It felt to me like it had been so long since we last saw each other… I believe… Ahn… I believe I am in heat again, Michael… I need you… I need my male…" she desperately teased him.
"Mal. There's something we need to discuss. I saw your mom's name on the register earlier when I was signing my name. That means she was here a couple of days before us—a couple of days before we fought her, and that she was sent to jail. Since she's your mother, do you have any idea what that might be about and what she might be going to the clinic for?" Redheart wanted to know what this was all about and if something interesting occurred at the clinic with her mother.
I wonder if there's something up Marsha's sleeve…
"No idea! Will have to ask the lady at the front desk! But for now, I need you, my love…" she mentioned to him.
"How do you mean? What do you mean to do?" Michael was just as innocent as he was the first few times he did anything with Maleva, who was his childhood friend and his biggest crush. The one he had always hoped to be with and now that he was, he sure hoped that his life would be pure happiness, and there was a lot of that because of her. Maleva brought a ton of happiness to him, yet, as soon as he became more involved with her, the boy's life became a living hell almost. Not because of her, but because of everything that was constantly happening around all of them. The shadow werewolf AKA Marsha was the big part that was harder to swallow. She wasn't the worst mother-in-law, but not the best either.
Marsha had issues, and it was much better that she was behind bars, now.
However, right this moment, there was a charming and gorgeous woman, ovulating in the bed of the clinic.
Legs spread open.
Craving her man.
Michael could feel from the edge of the bed that she wanted him to join him, even though, there didn't seem to be any room left in her bed because beds in this clinic were just so tiny. Her thickness dominated the bed, yet, she was craving him to come to her.
"I mean that I need you between my legs, my love…" she insisted on clarifying what she wished from him.
"Huh. Didn't you just hear what I said about your mom earlier or what?"
"Oh! Speaking of her! I do remember what she said earlier, though…" A certain thought recently popped back into her head.
"Which was?" he asked her, more interested than ever.
"She said that she knew your parents, and she also mentioned that Michael was not your true name. Do you remember when she said that?" she brought this back to the forefront.
…
To him, this felt like he cut the wind in his sail.
He didn't know what to say…
As he looked down, dark shadows covered his face.
"Hunter…"
…
"Hunter was the name she said was your real name…" Maleva reminded him for the second time in a row.
"I heard it for the first time, Mal…"
"And this is pretty ironic to me, do you know why?"
"Why?"
"Because I sort of want you to hunt me right about now, Hunter…" she mentioned to him as she called him by that Hunter name for the first time.
Hunter…
This name resonated deeply in his mind…