She stopped and glanced around nervously, gulping when she realized how pissed off I was.
Kirch got up and sidled up behind me, wrapping his arms around me protectively.
"Only Meanie," he whispered in my ear, smiling when I melted against his back and some of the fight drained out of me.
"Willy?" Candy asked worriedly, wringing her hands together.
"Why are you here?" I asked, my voice much calmer this time.
"Uhm... well, I wanted to stay here." She nodded her head eagerly.
"Why?" I couldn’t keep the note of suspicion out of my voice.
Tarnk was standing a little off to the side, ping pong-ing his head back and forth, trying to keep up with our conversation.
"Are you with him?" I asked tossing my head in Tarnk's direction.
"Yes?" She blinked at me, her answer coming out sounding more like a question.
"Good," I said warningly, "Keep it that way."
Tarnk picked up Candy to carry her off.
"But..." she whined.
I turned my back on her and glared at Kirch. I gripped the fur on his chest, lacing my fingers through it and pulled hard.
"You even look at her funny and I swear I'll bite your dick off!" I threatened.
Kirch grinned from ear to ear, hugging me close.
"Meanie loves Kirch," he sighed out happily.
"You're mine and don't you forget it!" I snarled, still glowering at him.
"Well, she's mine right now," Bia announced, tugging me away from Kirch, taking my hand in his, "So you two are just going to have to figure out what to do without us."
He steered me off and away from the crowd, despite my protests.
"But... Candy... she's... I don't," I spluttered.
"Mina," Bia said sternly, stopping, glancing at Kirch, "If he's half as smart as I'm hoping he is…" he ignored Kirch's indignant grumbling and Veck's laughter, "he'd know he'd be a fool to ever do anything so stupid."
He turned us back in the right direction and frog marched me to the far end of the village, closer to Dorothy's place.
"Where are we going?" I asked curiously, once we’d gotten a distance away.
"Honestly?" We were approaching a small hut.
"Yes."
"My hut, so I can have my wicked way with you. You're all mine tonight, Mina, my sweet," he purred huskily, turning to face me fully.
He cupped my face in his hand and brought his lips down to mine hungrily. I kissed him back, running my hands through the soft pelt on his chest.
His hair wasn't coarse like Veck's and Kirch's. It was softer, more human like, silky almost, but still thick.
"Mina," he murmured against my lips, backing me up until I felt my spine resting against a wall.
He deepened the kiss, his tongue gliding inside my mouth to duel with mine.
I felt him pulling up my dress, reaching for the ties to my pants, gripping the waist to yank them down my legs.
"Someone might see us," I whispered nervously.
"Everyone else is at the bonfire and it’s dark," he said confidently, grinning when he saw me bared for his perusal.
He went down on his knees and helped me out of my pants and boots, tugging my feet farther apart, looking at my most intimate place.
I started to feel a little awkward as he just stared at my crotch.
He looked like he was trying to memorize it or something.
I contemplated covering myself with my hand to get him out of Mina's vagina lala land, but he had other ideas.
I yelped as I was unceremoniously picked up and pinned to the wall, my legs pulled over his shoulders.
He buried his face in my sex, lapping at me enthusiastically as I gripped his scalp, holding on for dear life.
"Bia," I gasped out a little too loudly, squirming when he pushed his tongue inside my pussy, thrusting it deep.
He growled when I gripped his hair harder. I writhed in ecstasy, my ardor escalating as he used his tongue to fuck me.
It felt so good, his growls vibrating against my clit as he made sure he thoroughly pleased me, his thick long tongue mimicking my favorite male appendage.
"I'm going to," I moaned as he curved his tongue up and rubbed, sending me over the edge as I clamped my legs around his poor skull, crying out, biting my lip to muffle it.
He pulled back when I loosened my death grip, letting my legs slide down him a little, but kept them on his shoulders.
Bia lined us up and thrust into me, shouting out when my still convulsing pussy gripped his cock tightly and sucked him in.
"Mina... ah... oh..." he moaned as he thrust in a couple more times, gripping me to him tightly as he spilled his seed.
****
"Sorry," Bia mumbled against my skin as we snuggled in his bed.
I looked over my shoulder and frowned at him.
He looked embarrassed, his face turning an adorable shade of pink.
I rolled over to face him, stroking his cheek.
"What do you mean?"
"I uh... I didn't last very long..." he said awkwardly.
"Was it your first time?" I raised my brows at him questioningly.
"Of course," he said indignantly.
"You're not going to last very long the first time," I told him softly, "but you shouldn't be sorry, silly. You gave me pleasure."
"Kirch lasted longer," he mumbled petulantly.
"How would you know?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
He turned an even darker shade of pink and I laughed at him.
"Were you spying on us, Bia?" I teased him, a little turned on at the idea.
He just glowered at me while I smirked.
"I want to be special too," he grumbled, pulling my head under his chin so I couldn't see his face.
I sobered at that and pulled away to look at him.
Bia… insecure?
"What's so special about Kirch?" I asked him with a snicker.
He laughed, but I could still see worry lining his face.
"He didn't last long the first time either."
I left out the fact that he might not last long, but he could keep going and going and going... you get the picture.
The look he gave me let me know he was thinking the same thing.
"You're special to me," I told him honestly, making little swirlies on his chest.
He sighed heavily and closed his eyes.
"I'm shorter, I'm not as strong as them and my cock isn't even as big as theirs. You tell me what's so special about me. What do I have to offer you, that they can't?"
"For one thing, I like that you're shorter. You don't have to lift me up to kiss me all the time, even though you still have to bend down pretty far. You can talk to me in complete sentences," I said on a giggle, earning a chuckle from him.
"You're my best friend, you can say my name right," I kissed his lips sweetly, "You're strong enough to pick me up, that's good enough for me and I like your cock just the way it is."
I emphasized my statement by reaching between us, grasping his straining erection and stroking Bia jr. appreciatively.
A naughty idea occurred to me and I looked at him mischievously.
"There is one thing we can do with this." I gave the head of his shaft a little squeeze, "that I wouldn't even dream of letting Kirch or Veck do."
"What's that?"
I grinned.
I have his curiosity piqued now.
"I can show you," I offered, sitting up to scoot back on the bed.
"Okay," he said patiently, waiting for me to proceed.
I looked around the room and spotted the oil they use for cooking.
Perfect.
I got out of the bed, tossing my dress over my head as I went, running back over when I had the oil container in my hands.
"What's that for?” He eyed me dubiously as I greased my hands up and massaged his thickening shaft.
"Mina?" he asked as I straddled him, setting the container by the bed, impaling my
self on him as we both moaned at the intimate contact.
Without another word, I rode him until I couldn't take it anymore.
I’m so close and I know he is too.
I lifted myself off of him and gripped his shaft, teasing the head of his cock at my entrance.
I ran it back and forth, grinning when he writhed underneath me and gripped the furs beneath us.
He was calling out my name, babbling as I played with him to my heart’s content.
I ran the head of his shaft over my tight rosette, teasing us both as I played back there for a little while, relaxing my muscles as I slowly, inch by inch, lowered myself onto him, introducing my newest mate to the indecency of anal sex.
His lips parted and his mouth opened, head leaned back, but nothing came out. He gripped my hips and tried not to thrust as I finished letting my body adjust to his invasion.
"Like it?" I giggled a little at the expression on his face.
He started panting, sweat beading on his face as he tried valiantly to keep himself perfectly still.
"Mina," he managed through gritted teeth.
I tightened my muscles on him and he gasped, giving up on any pretense of trying not to move.
"Now," I moaned when I knew he was all the way in.
He gripped my hips and plowed into me, helping me grind my clit against him as we both raced towards our own finish.
"Mina!" he shouted as I felt him stiffen and finish, buried deep.
I went along right after, using two fingers to fill the emptiness my sex was feeling as it tried to grasp at nothing.
I threw my head back and called out his name, my body clamping down tightly on my fingers and his still pulsing cock, his renewed moans of pleasure music to my ears as we spent ourselves on each other.
****
"Feeling special now?" I giggled as I wet a cloth and cleaned myself off.
"Yes, very." He grinned at me, soaping himself up as well to wash off.
"I'm so glad you guys have soap," I said wistfully.
"Do you miss it?" he asked cautiously.
"Miss what? Home?"
"Yes."
I didn't miss his flinch when I called Earth 'home'.
"Not really. Not anymore."
I was shocked at how true that statement was for me.
"I do miss toothpaste though," I said on a laugh.
"Toothpaste?"
"You brush your teeth with it. It's a lot nicer than the bitter powdery stuff you guys make. Oh! Tooth brushes too. Can't say I'm too fond of using those stick thingies and a cloth all that much."
He looked non-plussed.
"Don't look at me like that. You asked."
I yawned and crawled back into bed, smiling when Bia pulled me close and snuggled me to him tightly.
He put his chin on the top of my head, his arms wrapping around me securely, hands stroking mine idly.
"Mina?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you miss George?"
"Huh?" I asked surprised.
"George. You said he was your mate. Do you miss him?"
I was puzzled for a minute, until I recalled the scene at the cave the second day I'd been here and all the crap I'd spouted to get Veck to release me.
"I lied. George wasn't my mate. And no, I most definitely do not miss him."
"Candy said George wanted you back," he reminded me.
Does the man beastie never forget anything?
I definitely need to file that bit of info away for later...
Note to self: Never say anything you don't mean in front of Bia.
"Candy's an idiot and George is crazy."
"Mina?"
"Bia, if this is about something Candy said, may I remind you she has no brain. They removed it when they dyed her hair platinum and gave her two floaties for boobies."
Bia chuckled against my back and kissed the back of my head.
"I love you, Mina."
"Oh," I said pleasantly surprised, "I love you too."
There were a few moments of blissful peace and quiet and I basked in it, enjoying us just snuggling here together.
All alone.
"You said boobies," Bia said on a laugh.
So much for that! Talk about a mood killer!
I snorted and rolled my eyes at him. He couldn't see me of course, he was too busy laughing behind me.
"Bia?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
Chapter 15
"I'm just going to go out on a limb here and assume you two missed me," I ventured as I woke up in the cottage in the big bed.
Kirch was plastered to my back, snoring loudly into my hair, his arms and legs pinning me to the bed as Veck woke me up with an eager good morning kiss.
"Wife," Veck purred against my lips.
A loud clank came from outside and then the front door slammed open, the very one Kirch had knocked down recently and Bia had put back up, Kirch jerking awake as the door banged against the wall.
Bia stormed in, slamming the door closed again. He marched over and grabbed Kirch's hair in a death grip, yanking him back violently, tumbling his still half-asleep cousin off of the bed.
"There," Bia said cheerfully, "much better."
He hopped in beside me and gave me a smacking kiss.
Kirch started to get up from the floor, muttering and growling angrily at Bia in his own language.
Veck put his hand up and gave Bia a hard shove, sending him tumbling off the bed and right into Kirch, sending them both crashing towards the floor.
Veck rolled me under him and caged me in with his body.
"Veck!" I wiggled underneath him, squirming, trying to peer over the side to see if they were okay.
"Meanie," he purred with that deep rusty purr of his, moving his hips experimentally over mine, his erection hot, hard and raring to go, eagerly brushing against my thigh.
I shivered and looked up at him, tumbled mates momentarily forgotten. The sound of the two of them beating each other up not even registering.
"Can I help you, husband?" I smiled up at Veck.
I spread my legs open slowly, his thighs situating themselves more comfortably between mine.
The fur on his legs tickled my inner thighs, his skin ridiculously warm compared to mine.
I shivered a little.
"Mmm, hmm," he mumbled as I felt the head of him prodding me, slicking through my wetness.
I ran my hands over his chest, running my fingers through the snowy white thickness, marveling at all the muscle I found bunched underneath, all the definition, all that strength.
Groaning, he leaned down, capturing my lips deliciously with his, stalling my fervent exploration.
He kissed me to distraction, catching my gasp with a kiss as he entered me.
"Meanie," he moaned reverently and started pounding into me.
I arched up and into him, loving when he gets like this, asserting himself, letting me know I’m his.
A claiming, so to speak.
My nails dug into his shoulders, leaving marks as they ventured lower and I raked them down his back.
He didn't seem to mind at all, if anything it urged him on, his grunts and growls getting louder.
He grew more and more excited, the more demanding I became.
I wrapped my legs tighter around his hips and dug my heels into his ass, meeting him thrust for thrust, thrashing about on the bed when I suddenly climaxed violently, taking him over with me.
“Meanie!” he snarled, grinding himself into me, pumping mindlessly as he gave himself over to his orgasm, body trembling in the aftermath.
After my body settled down, I laid back on the bed, plopping against the furs, Veck following with me.
He was careful not to squash me as we laid there in sated bliss for a moment.
“Mmmmm,” I practically purred.
His happy rumble let me know the feeling was mutual.
I smiled, a sated, happy smile, running my hand caressingly over
his furry rump.
Then there was a knock on the door.
I glanced at the door and then Veck, trying to will away the intruder on my happy time.
Besides my vehement protests, Veck got up, reluctantly, to answer it and Bia and Kirch, done fighting with each other now, pounced on the bed, each nabbing a side, tossing their own furs over me to cover up my nudity.
The trailing hands under the furs however, made me giggle as they bickered over whose hands got to touch where on my person first.
Veck cleaned himself off quickly and answered the door.
I was both surprised and annoyed to realize it was Candy's man, Tarnk. I couldn't see him, but I recognized his voice.
Kirch started nibbling on my neck, while Bia pulled me towards him and kissed me passionately on the lips.
Mmmm...
I moaned quietly out loud.
One set of hands roamed over my chest, plucking at my nipples, gripping my breasts as the other set strummed my clit, a finger slowly dipping into my dripping sex.
I gasped in delight, enjoying their ardent love play.
A rough throat clearing had us all pausing to look up.
I slunk down, just now remembering someone was at the door.
I shrank down even more when I realized Veck had let Tarnk inside.
Tarnk was staring at us intently, watching us curiously.
I wasn't a fan of all the attention or the interested looks he was shooting my way.
Oh, hell no! Three men is more than enough for this lady!
"Candy's gone," Tarnk told Kirch and Bia.
"You aint shackin' up here, buddy, so you can just forget it!" I blurted, making sure I threw it out there.
My mates all snarled a little, simultaneously.
Tarnk blinked at me, then glanced around at my mates. He put his hands up in a gesture of surrender.
"Tarnk just wants Candy."
"So then why are you here?" I asked him testily, "Go find her."
Veck immediately laughed at my snippy attitude, slapping Tarnk on the back.
Kirch and Bia chuckled.
"Tarnk needs Lo denaii to hunt for Candy," Veck explained.
"Kirch stays with me," I insisted, gripping his hand underneath the furs.
He’s mine. He may be a stupid white baboon at times and annoying to boot, but he’s my stupid, ridiculously annoying, white baboon, damn it!
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