She felt his eyes on her as she scooted down his body and stretched out her tongue toward the cluster of heads at the tip of his shaft. His eyes widened.
“Ashlava, what are you…”
She stroked her tongue over them, watching as his eyelids drooped with pleasure as he forgot the words that had been on the tip of his tongue. He gave a hiss of need, his tail twisting as he lifted his pelvis. Opening her mouth, she sucked as much as she could of his dick into her mouth, enjoying the growl rolling in his throat.
Sliding her mouth up and down the length of his shaft, for as much as she could take, drawing out every little sound became her goal. She sucked, licked, and nibbled, each touch making him more eager and heating her own blood with an insatiable need.
His hand twisting in her hair, Slengral pulled her mouth free from his cock, his eyes boring down into hers as his chest worked in great billows in an attempt to regain his breath.
“No more,” he hissed. “I need your clutch. Give your vent to me.”
A tiny smile playing at the corners of her mouth, Lori drew herself back up his body until she straddled his hips once more, his sex caressing hers with every small shift of her body. His eyes narrowed, a demanding growl rumbling from him, and she laughed.
She sank down on his cock, a trembling hum of pleasure rising up in her throat. Slengral’s ear ridges flared toward her, and he hissed, his body arching beneath her, his cock gliding firm and deep within her. His own hum joined hers, his steady where hers was not, bolstering her own voice, strengthening hers as she began to ride him.
Her pace was unhurried, and when he slipped his tail around her for extra support, she leaned into it as she rocked, her pussy pulling partially off of his sex before sinking down again. Gradually, his sex swelled inside of her, limiting his movements, forcing him to stroke deeper into her. She moaned and twitched, and her movements became more frenzied as she began to grind down against him, pulling up only as far as the bulge would allow her.
When she felt the pressure of his secondary cock against her breast, she tugged up at the end of his tail until it rose, the cock dragging across her skin, leaving a slick path. Clasping her lips around its solitary head, she sucked it deep as she increased her pace. Small lights lit behind her eyes as pleasure arched up through her, the flavor of him on her tongue spurring her on.
Bliss felt so close it was as if she walked on a knife’s edge, and when his hips surged up, his secondary cock dragging out of her mouth to twine down her body and wedge itself into her pussy with the first. The combination drove his primary cock deeper, the heads vibrating until at last she teetered and fell, her orgasm igniting and washing through her.
Beneath her she felt his entire body tremble and lock, his pelvis canting up as a fierce snarl erupted from him and hot seed splashed within her. That snarl abruptly gave way to a satiated hum that vibrated his chest, and hers from where she lay mashed against it.
Practically boneless as she draped over his chest, Lori contentedly said, “Now that was a reunion worth waiting for.”
She would be the first one to admit that she had slept terribly without her mate, although Kehtal’s presence had helped at that first horrible night. Everything finally felt right again.
“Tomorrow I will return to the cave to get our things and instruct Daskh to retrieve Hashal.”
Her eyes snapped open. “Where exactly is Hashal?”
He stroked a soothing hand down her back. “He is safe. Daskh arranged for the nestling to be watched in our absence. He said that Hashal was safe and happy when he left.”
She relaxed little by little until she was once again draped limply over her mate.
“Okay, that’s good,” she mumbled, melting beneath his warm hand. It felt so good. “I don’t want him to be forgotten. A new baby will be hard on him anyway. I want him to feel secure.”
Slengral’s hand halted. “What baby?”
A huge yawn cracked her jaws. “Our baby, of course, or nestling… however you say it. I’m pregnant.”
She wheezed in surprise as arms, tail and wings suddenly wrapped tightly around her. She slapped at him until he loosened his grip. Pushing back one of his wings that partially obscured her vision, she frowned up at her mate.
“What the hell was that?”
He beamed down at her, his mouth gaping in a toothy grin. His hand stroked lovingly her through her hair as he stared into her eyes, his other hand smoothing over her belly.
“You have given me the greatest gift. A nestling. Mine!” He preened until his pleased look dropped into one of horror. “We bred while you are gravid.”
Lori stared down at her mate as his head fell back and he passed out.
Chapter 45
It took Slengral time before he felt comfortable allowing his mate more than a tail’s length away from him. It was only with considerable reluctance, and after many spans, that he had even been able to bring himself to setting her down on her two feet again. And only after it was verified to his satisfaction that the enemy was gone.
Well, most of the enemy. There were still over a hundred offworlders remaining, most of them eyeing the Seshanamitesh fearfully. Thankfully, the male that his mate introduced to him, Eddie, seemed accomplished at calming his people as he spoke to them individually in a large room that was apparently made for such purposes. He found the latter odd, but convenient, and therefore he approved of the method of the manner of getting the message out to everyone.
The Seshanamitesh were not going anywhere. Indeed, the males who invaded the dome were already at work, selecting the places where they wished to reside with their mates. There was some grumbling among the people in the colony as entire floors and buildings were cleared out, but others seemed to greet it as a new opportunity to expand on what space was readily available.
Slengral had decided to create his own nest for his family. There were plenty of building supplies, and with the construction team it took him little time to put up the basic frame, and even less time for the humans to connect water and electricity while he snuck back to his old nest to strip out the galthie and return with it to his new abode. By the time he had returned, the humans had left, and he had everything he needed to create the perfect nest for his mate. It had taken him little time to fill the artificial bathing pool that was constructed and plant the galthie in select places to give cozy lighting. Like his mate, he preferred it to the harsh electric lights utilized throughout the colony.
Despite his preferences, he still marveled at the technology in the colony. He had not seen anything of its like outside of faint memories he had of being a nestling in the shinara. Knowing that his own nestling would be reared with such comforts and safely away from the hierarchal system of the shinara brought him a certain peace that he had not expected to ever experience. In his mind that made the fact that he had fainted at learning the news perfectly acceptable. He had simply been overwhelmed by everything. And even more the dread that had come that breeding his mate could have harmed their offspring.
Thankfully, his mate had put that concern to rest as soon as he woke.
He grinned, his eyes following the movement of his mate as she walked on the sand, the fading light of the sunset touching her hair. Lori loved this time of the day, and so he made it a point to bring her out every sunset. Although the light was still a bit strong for him to be comfortable, he endured it because it made her so happy. Even now her face was tilted back in enjoyment of the cooling air, Hashal dozing cradled in her arms. The night blooms were also already scenting the air, despite their distance. He wondered if she could smell them. He hoped so, but he would make a point to transplant some soon near the colony for his mate. She deserved everything he had to give her.
Her and his unborn nestling. And Hashal. As far as he was concerned, the small male was becoming more his as every waking cycle passed.
There was only one thing missing. He had been having difficulty defining it, but he had been certain that his ma
te was also feeling it because she often got a pensive look on her face as if she was searching for something. He just recently realized what that something was, and it only took seeing two males, his friends, watching his mate despairingly from a distance, each of them solo despite some flirtations that had been offered to them that all went ignored.
Maybe Ehsash had been right after all. As had been Daskh and Kehtal in their insistence. Even in the colony where they had protections all around them, it was inescapable. Perhaps that was why he had tracked down the males and asked them to meet him there.
He instinctively stiffened as wings sounded from above him, announcing the approach of two Seshanamitesh. His wariness disappeared however, when Daskh and Kehtal descended on either side of him, their eyes tracking Lori with longing. Despite that desperate need, something seemed to relax in them at their proximity to her. They breathed her in and hummed softly, singing to the female who was currently unaware of their presence.
“Did you invite us here to torture us?” Kehtal asked, not one to hold back his thoughts. “We have heard that she is gravid with your first nestling. Yours will be the first born here.”
“No, my purpose is not to torture you. I am glad that you have received word of our nestling. It is an important fact to know.”
“Important to who?” Daskh rumbled irritably.
Slengral drew in a deep breath, the scent of his mate and the night flowers blending into a provocative and pleasing perfume.
“Important for all of us,” he replied with a calm that he never imagined he would be able to feel at such a moment.
What he was about to do should have been triggering all of his protective and possessive instincts. Instead, he felt at ease and happy. He wanted to share this with the two males who had been important to him through much of his adult life over all the season cycles that they had nested near each other. It was right somehow, and Slengral no longer felt inclined to argue over it. He had a hard time sharing, and it would not simply disappear. It was hard to fight one’s nature, but he would for his family.
Instead of answering them, he barked at his mate, drawing her attention to them as her head snapped around, eyes wide as if expecting danger. Her expression immediately softened, when her eyes fell on the two males at her side. Sand kicking up around her feet, she hurried over with a smile. Kehtal and Daskh both offered him questioning looks but at the dip of his head, his crests flicking, they raced forward to meet her.
Lori’s laughter rang out as the two larger bodies of the males dwarfed her, their arms surrounding her as they both tried to embrace her at once. Hashal was startled awake by all of the commotion, but was quickly drawn into the excitement as he climbed into the arms of one male and the next. The nestling had also missed them, it seemed. Slengral pushed aside the guilt that immediately crept through him at having kept everyone separated.
He was correcting that now. There was no room for regret.
He hummed with pleasure as his mate looked over at him at that moment, her eyes shining with happiness and curiosity. The sound drew the attention of his friends—no, his nest brothers—and they fell into a silent regard as if uncertain to his intentions.
“Ashlava, I have asked Kehtal and Daskh to join us out here that we might discuss something important.” He drew a breath and continued, uncomfortably aware of all three pairs of eyes trained on him. “Both males have shown not only great caring for you and protectiveness, but also affection and devotion. They are bonded to you, and it was wrong for me to discourage that bond from growing naturally as it did between us. If you agree, and they still want to do so, I would like to welcome them into our family… as your mates,” he added, his voice trembling on the last two words as he forced himself to let go of what he had thought he wanted from a mating before Lori.
Her brows flew upward, and she turned a startled look upon the males who were humming happily at either side of her. They had started up the moment Slengral had finished speaking, and their joyous songs brought him peace and satisfaction with his decision.
“Mates. The three of you,” she murmured, a note of awe in her voice.
“Only if you desire it,” Daskh replied quietly, his large hand brushing her hair back from her face.
“We would not trap you in something you do not want,” Kehtal agreed. His smile widened. “But I would be happy to convince you.”
Slengral huffed a growl at the male’s playful antics before turning to his mate. “The decision is yours.”
Her brow puckered slightly. “Are you sure about this? You’re not really the sharing type.”
“I will learn to be,” he countered with his own smile. “I have missed them, I think as much as you have.” His smile dropped, and he sighed as he admitted, “It feels strange not having all of us in one nest. I do not like it. It feels as if something is missing.”
Lori nodded, her lips pressing together with emotion as she pushed forward to reach him, her arms circling around him tightly. He enfolded her in his embrace. He recognized that look. It was one that she got when she was feeling too many things at once and couldn’t decide how she wanted to respond to it all. He hummed and nuzzled her, enjoying the sweet taste of her happiness.
Pulling away from him just enough to turn in his arms, Lori gave the other two males a watery smile. “What do you say? Do you want to be my mates?”
Her voice wobbled with uncertainty, but her worries were entirely unnecessary. She had not seen them pining for her. She did not understand the nature of the bond with Seshanamitesh.
Kehtal and Daskh crowded in close, reaching for her, touching her lovingly as they offered their songs. They hummed, singing to her of all the things words could not express. When Daskh gathered Lori into his arms, Slengral did not feel more than the slightest pinch of apprehension watching the male lift off into the sky with her, Kehtal close behind. That was natural and would fade with time. Slengral grinned as he took off after them, not at all surprised that they knew exactly where their nest was.
First they would have to make a stop to see Ehsash. They were going to be occupied for some time, and Hashal would need tending to.
Chapter 46
Three pairs of hands touched her; three bodies pressed in close. Lori felt like she was floating as Daskh lowered her into the bed. Just behind her head, Slengral stretched out, his hands lovingly brushing against her cheeks as he bent down to press his mouth against her lips. Although he didn’t have anything like human lips, she enjoyed the brush of his tongues as they swept inside of her mouth, exploring and stroking intimately before they finally retreated. Drawing back, he smiled down at her, his hum still echoing in his chest.
The end of his tail curling around her, he nodded to her other two mates with a serene expression that seemed even more alien on him. Slengral was never serene, not when it came to her, and yet that showed her more than anything that he was completely at peace with this decision. His eyes were bright with excitement as he leaned in close.
“Your males have waited long for you,” he hissed, his nose brushing her jaw.
“Mine,” she agreed with a happy sigh, her eyes falling upon them once more with delight.
With a grunt, Daskh moved over her, his green eyes like spring grass on Earth as they roamed over her. Lori grinned up at him, her mind going back to the first time he had crawled into bed with her. She had been worried about what Slengral would do, but at the same time she hadn’t wanted it to end. Now he was all hers.
Her eyes traveled down his body, enjoying the view as he completely covered her. His heavy profile and dense musculature were all so very familiar, but what was new was standing proudly from his pelvis, just inches away from her sex. Thick and long, his cock thrust out from his slit, dripping precum on her hip as he leaned to press his mouth against hers as well, his tongue thrusting in her mouth with a dominating and controlled touch that left her panting against his mouth as he teased her pussy with the clustered heads of his dick.
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bsp; “Do you accept my claim, hithana?” he murmured, a purr lingering behind his words.
She nodded her head with an edge of desperation. “Yes,” she whispered, her body pressing up into his.
He growled and pressed down on her, stilling her movements so he could brush his hands reverently in exploration of her body.
“So beautiful, my hithana,” he hummed, leaning down to nuzzle her breast.
Kehtal made an appreciative sound at his side, his hands stroking over her. He leaned forward, his tongues curling around her nipple to tug as she gasped and squirmed against Daskh’s cock. He chuckled when Daskh let out a deep moan and pressed his pelvis against hers so his sex slipped against hers to notch and press into her pussy.
Lori gasped at the pressure of the thick cock pushing through her folds to burrow deep within her channel. She wiggled helplessly, the intimate burn as he drove slowly into her stuffing her full. His hum changed and was accompanied by Kehtal and Slengral as they sang together, stirring her desires to a fever pitch. More arousal slickened the way so that he could push the rest of the way in, this time with far less effort and discomfort.
Fully seated, his song turned into a growly rumble of pleasure, his deep burgundy scales darkening even further with desire. He stilled as if afraid he would hurt her if he moved even a little. It was until she began to writhe against him, her body flushed hot with need and her blood singing under the enthralling songs of her mates that Daskh, his body shaking with the effort to maintain control, pulled out and drove back into her.
Over and over, his body pounded into hers, his gentle pace breaking out into something harder as he pressed her firmly into the bed. He nuzzled her cheek, his grunts all she could hear for a long moment until her pleasure made even them fade out as her orgasm spiraled through her, whiting everything out with bliss.
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