The morning sun rose bright and clear, casting long shadows across the village square, but I felt the heat of a different kind of dawn burning in my cheeks. During my night of passion with Soryn, I had completely forgotten about Alara and Krane, who were living in the back room of our house, recovering from their trauma and still waiting for their home to be built in our village. And I had not exactly been quiet during our session. Soryn had made it impossible to stay quiet, his dual cocks hitting places inside me that reduced me to begging, screaming, incoherent pleading that I was certain had carried through the stone walls.
But let us be honest. All of my mates of course except for Aureon, brought that part out of me. Each one of them had discovered exactly how to unravel me, how to turn me from a composed female into a creature of pure sensation and need. I had faked orgasms so many times with Hyunwoo, my former fiancé in my other life, that when I actually experienced the real thing with my mates, it was still mind-boggling. The difference between performance and truth, between going through the motions and actually feeling lightning crack through your veins, was a revelation that left me shaken every single time.
I was sitting outside of my house in the front yard, watching my mates play with our cubs in the morning light. Veylan and Ravin wrestled with the older boys in the grass, their laughter ringing out sharp and bright, while Soryn and Caelion sat with Jasper, teaching him some game involving stones and strategy. Aureon chased Niku and Sikai around a tree, the little cubs shrieking with delight, their golden fur flashing in the sun. Leon is taking a nap with our little princess. It was domestic, peaceful, a moment of calm before the storm we all knew was coming.
When Alara came out to greet me, her face was flushed and knowing, her eyes crinkled with suppressed amusement.
"So," she said, settling onto the stone bench beside me. "It is nice to see a couple getting some time together during an impending war."
I instantly blushed, the heat rising from my chest to my throat to my cheeks in a mortifying wave. I knew exactly what she meant. She had basically admitted that she had heard me and Soryn getting it on, had heard every cry and gasp and scream that had echoed through the home while she and Krane tried to sleep mere rooms away.
"Oh dear me," I breathed, covering my face with my hands. "I apologize. I forgot you were here momentarily."
"It is normal to forget your friends when you are in the throes of passion," Alara beamed, her grin widening. "Particularly when your mate has... shall we say, exceptional stamina."
"Do not pick on me," I whined, peeking at her through my fingers. "I am already embarrassed enough."
She just laughed, a rich, genuine sound that made some of the tension drain from my shoulders. "I am not judging, Krys. I am happy for you. Happy that you have found such passion, such joy, even in the midst of all this darkness. It gives the rest of us hope."
I lowered my hands, my blush fading slightly, and turned to look at my mates and cubs again. My eyes found Soryn across the yard, where he stood talking quietly with Ravin, and as if sensing my gaze, he looked up.
Our eyes locked.
The things we had done last night came flooding back in vivid, visceral detail. The way he had moved inside me, the stretch and burn of taking both his shafts, the way he had known exactly how to angle his hips to hit that spot that made me see stars. That man really knew how to use both his cocks very efficiently, and you wouldn’t even know he was a virgin before all that. These beastmen learn so fast, they are just on a different level from the men in my world.
His eyes darkened as he looked at me, a slow smile curving his lips, and in that gaze was a promise. Tonight was going to be another roller coaster, another night of being taken apart and put back together, of screaming his name until my voice gave out.
I felt the heat pool low in my belly, my body responding to that look with an eagerness that should have been impossible after last night’s marathon. As much as I was blushing, as much as Alara’s teasing made me want to hide, I could not wait until tonight.
I wanted him again. I wanted all of them, forever, for as long as this world would let me have them.
And I would take every moment, every pleasure, every drop of joy I could find, because tomorrow was uncertain, but today, right now, I was alive, and I was loved, and that was enough.
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The men went to train, their departure a thunder of footsteps and shouted farewells that echoed through the stone corridors of our home. Krane went with them, eager to regain his strength and prove his worth, leaving Alara and me to the quiet home comforts of preparing dinner. We moved together in comfortable silence, peeling roots and slicing meat, the rhythm of work familiar and soothing.
Layla and Rhonda came over as the afternoon stretched toward evening, their arrival announced by Lark’s excited barking and the heavy tread of Rhonda’s sea lion mate, Darius, who lingered at the threshold before joining the other males at training with Layla’s horse mate; Larry. I introduced Alara to my friends, watching as they sized each other up with the quick, assessing glances of females who had survived hardship and recognized the same strength in one another.
We hit it off immediately.
The four of us settled in the main room, the fire crackling, the scent of stew simmering, and the conversation flowed like wine; easy and intoxicating. Alara spoke of her tribe’s customs, of flight and wind and the freedom of the sky, while Rhonda shared stories of her wolf clan’s strength and stubbornness. Layla, ever the diplomat, bridged gaps with her gentle humor, finding common ground in the universal language of survival and love.
We were enjoying the conversation, the rare peace of female companionship, when Alara’s eyes crinkled with mischief and she mentioned my sex with Soryn the night before.
"Krys was not exactly quiet," Alara said, her voice dripping with false innocence. "I am surprised the entire village did not hear her appreciation of her mate’s... attentions."
The girls laughed at my embarrassment, the sound rich and unguarded. I buried my face in my hands, groaning, but I was smiling too, unable to maintain my mortification in the face of their good-natured teasing.
"Oh, leave her alone," Rhonda said, patting her rounded belly with a knowing smile. "Sex is so good. Can you blame her? and especially during pregnancy it’s a gift from the beast gods. The sensitivity, the urgency; everything feels heightened, more intense. None of my mates cannot keep their hands off me, and I certainly do not complain. Hendricks is oh so gently for being a gruff of a beast, Fern is always so excited, Thomas is so considerate, Silas is a bit rough, but I love it, and Darius well...you see that massive man? It’s just magical. They all are the best of the best in my opinion."
Layla chimed in, her own cheeks flushing but her voice steady. "It is the same for me. Larry is exceptional. He says I am insatiable, and I suppose I am. Thorne my first mate loves sex during pregnancy too, he said it’s just more tight? Jared my wolf mate loves how I smell and can’t get away from me, and Lennox, well he just wants me. There is something about carrying life that makes you crave the act that creates it, over and over."
Alara rubbed her own belly, her expression distant and soft. "I agree. Sex during pregnancy is wonderful. The connection, the intimacy; it is like nothing else. Krane and I..." she paused, her smile turning private. "We have been making up for lost time, for the fear that we might never have the chance again."
I looked at my three friends, at the bond we were forging in this moment of shared vulnerability and strength, and I felt a surge of affection so fierce it made my chest ache. These were my sisters, my allies, the women who would stand beside me when the war came.
"Well," I said, my voice light with mischief, joining in their laughter, "sex during pregnancy is great, yes, but if you have a snake mate, it can be a bit harder. Since you get two cocks, and taking two can be too much when you’re already carrying."
The girls stared at me for a moment, processing my words, and then they erupted into laughter; loud, raucous, unladylike guffaws that filled the room and chased away the shadows.
"Two?" Rhonda gasped, wiping tears from her eyes. "Ahh yes, I almost forgot serpent beast has 2 penises."
"Serpent anatomy," I confirmed, my own laughter bubbling up. "And let me tell you, when you are pregnant and already feel full, taking both is... an experience."
"Krys!" Layla shrieked, her face red with amusement and shock. "You are terrible!"
"I am honest," I corrected, grinning. "And Soryn is very thorough. Very... attentive to my needs."
Alara shook her head, still laughing. "I thought I had heard everything last night, but this... this explains so much. No wonder you were screaming."
We dissolved into laughter again, the four of us, and in that moment, with the fire warm and the stew bubbling and the weight of war temporarily forgotten, I felt truly happy. I had my mates, my children, and now I had these friends, these sisters who understood me, who would fight for me, who would laugh with me even in the darkest times.
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