"You made these?"
I even recognized the green and pink furred, bear-like creature that Veck had made my mating fur from, looking like it was climbing a tree in one of the designs he'd made.
They're perfect!
"For Meanie," he said nodding his head.
"Thank you, Tarnk, they really are beautiful. Ooooh, Could you help me put them in the nursery? I want to see how they look in there," I said excitedly.
He picked them up and followed me without another word.
I led the way down the hall, taking him right across from my bedroom and into what would soon be the babies' room.
He set them down and moved them around a little, then backed away when he was happy with how he'd set them.
I clapped my hands happily.
"I love them! I love it! They look awesome!"
"Good," Tarnk said grinning.
He looked at me for a minute, then looked away. He looked back at me again and started to say something, but stopped.
I could tell he was getting upset, seeming frustrated suddenly.
Maybe I've hurt his feelings somehow?
"What's wrong? Was it something I said? I really do like them. I don't wa..."
"No," he shook his head adamantly, "Tarnk want to... want to..." he stuttered.
"Wants to what? What is it?"
He didn't answer, but his face flushed.
"Could you show me, instead? Would that be better?"
He nodded his head 'yes'.
"Okay, go ahead."
He looked uncertain, but I smiled at him encouragingly.
"Go ahead," I prompted him.
He leaned down and hugged me gently, wrapping his arms around me in a friendly embrace.
"Was that all? You could have just asked," I chuckled and returned the embrace.
He pulled back and stared at me, his deep chocolate eyes regarding me so seriously.
It seemed as if he was debating something with himself, having a little internal debate.
Tarnk growled a little in the back of his throat and put a hand on the back of my head. He clamped his lips down on mine, startling me.
I gasped loudly as our lips made contact.
He moaned after a moment and ran his hands along my back and neck greedily.
I gasped again and his tongue snuck in to tease with mine.
I pulled back and tried to push away from him.
"Tarnk! I'm mated!" I blustered indignantly, flushed and flustered from his attentions.
He grumbled in Lo denaii.
"Meanie not like Tarnk's kisses?" he asked in a small voice.
"I… oh… I... Tarnk... I don't...I didn’t mean… look... don't get upset."
He looked so crushed and I suddenly felt terrible.
I did say he could show me, didn't I?
Gah!
Insert foot in mouth, Mina!
This is just... and I...
I'd come to really like Tarnk, he's such a sweetie, but the damn beastie's a bit of a clam about things.
Good old Mina just has to go and muck everything up by...
Wait a minute! What am I thinking?!!!
I narrowed my eyes at him.
He didn't seem so upset right this second as he tried to watch me surreptitiously, while I had my little argument with myself.
Oh!
That sneaky little...
"You did this on purpose!" I shouted, poking him in the chest.
He pursed his lips and studied me.
His silence seemed somehow telling...
"Meanie be mad if Tarnk says 'yes'?"
"Tarnk!"
"What Meanie say when Kirch make Meanie mad and Meanie not care anymore?" he asked quickly.
"Huh? Oh, you mean 'fuck it'?"
I looked at him funny. "You do know Kirch, Veck and Bia are going to skin you alive, don't you?"
"Yes."
He smiled suddenly.
“That’s not…”
"Tarnk say 'Fuck it'," he growled, pulling me close, kissing me again.
It was a hot kiss, his lips firm and sure on mine as he took full advantage.
I'm ashamed to say I'm a total slut and that his kiss was heaven, drowning me in all that he is, dragging me down into him.
My body thrummed to life and as much as I tried to pull away from him, his grip was strong and sure, my struggles where to no avail... and I really wanted to kiss him back.
I'm a terrible mate! I thought piteously, pulling back, breaking the intimate contact.
There was a rush of wetness as my body throbbed to life and he tried to dive in again for another sip of my lips.
He got as far as nipping at my bottom lip when there was an entirely different rush of wetness at my feet.
Tarnk released me, his eyes glazed over as he licked his lips.
"Oh, shit!" I gasped gaping down at myself.
"Meanie pee?" he asked startled at all the fluid rushing from me.
"NO! I did not pee! My water broke, you dolt!"
****
"Meanie!" Veck called excitedly.
I moaned and tried to work through my next contraction, gritting my teeth as it came over me.
Tarnk was purring for me, making sure he kept his chest pressed against my back.
It was helping, the pain in my back a little less intense as long as he kept it up, his hands massaging my lower back in between contractions.
"Don't you dare stop," I groaned as my contraction started to slowly ebb.
"Meanie?" Veck asked, his voice getting closer.
"In here," I panted, sweat drenching my brow.
He walked in and saw me laying naked between Tarnk's legs, gripping my swollen belly as I tried to keep my breathing slow and even.
Veck snarled at Tarnk.
Tarnk just snarled back.
I can't do this right now!
"Please, get Dorothy," I moaned, groaning at the pain.
"Meanie?" Veck asked as I opened my legs and cried out.
"The babies are coming. Oh, soon! I can feel it! Oh, please get Dorothy!"
Veck's eyes widened, alarmed, and he went to hurry out the door. He slammed right into Kirch.
Bia came up behind the two of them tumbled in the hall and leapt over them when he caught sight of me.
"Mina!"
"They're coming! Ah, I feel something coming out, Bia!" I panicked, panting through another contraction.
Bia looked down between my legs and his eyes widened.
"It's a head!" Bia said excitedly, he cupped my knees in his hands. "I can see the head!"
"Well, don't just stare down there, damn it! Get ready to help me!" I snarled at him.
Veck and Kirch both rushed back into the room, jostling each other in their hurry.
Kirch turned deathly pale as he watched Bia and gaped as he gawked between the 'v' of my open legs.
"Don't you dare puss out on me now, baboon!" I glared at him, gripping Tarnk's knees.
Veck walked up to the head of the bed.
"Move, Tarnk," he demanded.
Tarnk stopped purring to growl at Veck and I whimpered at the loss.
"He stays! This is all..." another contraction hit, "his," I groaned, "fault."
I dug my fingers into Tarnk's thighs and he grunted at the pain, but otherwise kept his lips zipped.
My nails left gouges behind.
Veck glared at Tarnk and snarled.
My contraction ebbed again and I put my hand over Veck's, catching his undivided attention.
"Veck. Husband. We need the things Dorothy wrote down on the list for me. Remember the list? In case she wasn't here for the birth."
Veck nodded and kissed my forehead, then with one more promising glare in Tarnk's direction, hurried and left the room.
"Thank you," I said relieved.
Kirch eyed Tarnk for a moment and frowned at him.
"Kirch find out Tarnk touched Meanie with Tarnk's cock and break Meanie's water, Kirch kill Tarnk."
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"What?" Bia asked distractedly, his eyes never leaving the baby's head as it crowned.
"Nobody touched anybody's anything with a cock!" I shouted as the men all began to argue, Tarnk included.
"Not Tarnk's fault then?" he asked me quietly.
"Oh, I am totally blaming you for this one, buddy," I warned him as another contraction built up and my nails dug in again. "Whether you really did it or not!!" I shrieked.
Chapter 23
Veck grinned as he held his big baby boy in his arms, stroking his cheeks softly as he cooed at the tiny infant.
"Kirch get girl next time," Kirch winked at me, pride in his voice as he gently rocked his equally as big son.
I finished nursing my sweet little baby girl and burped her, then handed her off to her daddy.
"She looks just like you," Bia announced as he cradled his baby girl in his arms.
She did look just like me. Human like me, not a single snow beastie trait on her, not even a bit of fur.
I leaned back heavily against Tarnk and slumped against his chest.
His legs were all covered in gouges and scratches from my nails, but he just kept on purring happily, nuzzling my temple as I smiled warmly at my mates.
"Now we just have to name them," I said tiredly.
"Kirch baby named..."
"No ‘little Kirch’ or ‘Kirch jr’ or ‘Kirch the second’ or whatever. Our house is confusing enough as it is," I put in, cutting him off.
Kirch harrumphed, but didn't argue.
"Hey, don't get all huffy on me. I'm not the one that said there were only two in there, mister."
"Maybe he's losing his sense of smell in his old age," Bia teased.
Kirch started to growl, but stopped when it upset the baby.
He settled for glaring at Bia instead, cuddling his son close.
I laughed at the two of them and looked over my shoulder at Tarnk.
"Welcome to the family, sweet cheeks."
He grinned as I patted his cheek.
He turned his face slightly and kissed my palm.
"I hope you like diaper duty," I tacked on.
Veck, Bia and Kirch all laughed at the expression on Tarnk's face.
"Diaper duty..."
"You didn't think that I was going to do it all, did you? And I don't know why you three are laughing, you have to too!"
There was a round of disgruntled grunts and groans.
I giggled a little, exhausted but happy.
"Tarnk can hold Meanie when Meanie has babies," Veck said graciously, grinning as he examined Tarnk’s marked up thighs.
Tarnk huffed and kissed my neck.
"Tarnk good mate to Meanie," he said smartly, chuckling when Veck's smile slipped and he frowned at him.
"Tarnk hold his Meanie." he said smugly, "Tarnk take care of his Meanie."
Veck's lips tightened.
"Who said she was going to mate with you?" Bia asked curiously, just to stir the pot.
I should have listened to him when he'd hinted a while back that he thought Tarnk was here mostly for me.
"None of that!" I warned Tarnk, slapping his thigh weakly.
Tarnk stopped immediately.
Kirch, Veck and Bia all looked at each other and smiled secretively.
"Tarnk pussy whipped," Kirch announced.
Veck and Bia started laughing.
"You've been reading my books again, haven't you?" I accused.
That's the only way I could surmise he'd learned that particular phrase
He shrugged noncommittally.
Fibber!
"Meanie can pussy whip Tarnk," Tarnk said unfazed, purring loudly, grinning evilly when Kirch's lips thinned and he narrowed his eyes at Tarnk, right along with Veck.
"Enough! Enough! Everyone plays nice or when I'm ready to go and back in business, no one will be getting a ride."
I glared at them all.
"Or getting whipped by anything," I added.
"What pussy whipped Meanie?" Tarnk whispered in my ear.
"It means I lead you around by your dick."
"Really?" he asked anxiously.
I snorted.
"Ummm, maybe I didn't explain that correctly..."
"Meanie lead Tarnk's cock anytime."
I laughed and glanced over to find Veck, Kirch and Bia watching us. They really didn't seem all that surprised.
"You guys don't care if I add Tarnk to my harem?" I asked testily.
"Veck care, but Meanie get sad if Veck kill Meanie's other mates," he said bluntly and with complete honesty.
“I thought you guys all got along now? Erm, for the most part anyways… I mean… nobodies tried to kill anybody when we uh… you know… and it’s all three… you know what, never mind,” I mumbled.
“Meanie’s mates love Meanie. Want Meanie safe and happy,” Kirch chimed in, the voice of reason for once.
"No more mates Meanie," Veck said growling a little, "No more."
"I don't even know what I'm going to do with four of you," I muttered under my breath.
"Gee, thanks, Veck," Bia drawled, referring to the killing mate's comment.
Veck shrugged like 'eh, get over it'.
"Meanie need mates to watch Meanie. Meanie little body and..." Veck started.
"Yeah, yeah, big spirit..." I grumbled at him, "It's beginning to sound like an insult the more you say it."
"Meanie needs mates to keep Meanie in line," Kirch teased, "but Meanie need Kirch most. Kirch Meanie's big baboon."
I just rolled my eyes at him.
So much for the voice of reason.
Prick!
"Meanie loves Veck most. Veck husband, Meanie marriage Veck," Veck boasted, smirking at Tarnk and Kirch like 'top that, ya bastards'.
"Kirch second mate and has biggest cock!" Kirch bragged.
"Oh, please, everyone knows she loves me the most! I'm the most refined of you lot and I'm her best friend. Isn't that right, my sweet?" Bia added, his eyes dancing mischievously as he put in his own two bits, just to get to them.
"Kirch refined! Kirch read better now!" he huffed.
Yeah, I was shocked to discover he could actually read, despite Dorothy insisting that she'd taught him.
Apparently, Dorothy had taught him years ago with the few books she owned, but he hadn't cared for it much.
Now that he's felt there's a vested interest in doing so, aka me, he's been reading avidly, picking up things here and there, inhaling my books, mainly my romance novels.
The ones the men had found stuffed with the things George had brought with him, for me, that were mine.
Lovely phrases like 'pussy whipped', 'cock block' and 'mama's boy', for example, are a few of his choice favorites.
Oh, the joys of literature!
It's been much more interesting, to say the least, since he's ‘enhanced’ his vocabulary.
"Go argue elsewhere, would you? But leave my babies here," I yawned tiredly, "they're probably going to want to eat again soon and I'm not in any kind of position to get up and run around right now, trying to figure out where you've run off to with them."
I closed my eyes and started to drift off.
A thought occurred to me and I peeked one eye open.
"They're too little to take outside, so don't get any funky ideas."
They looked insulted.
"Don't look at me like that! I had to make sure it was said, alright. Some of the crazy ideas you guys get into your heads... who the hell knows what you'd think up..." I grumbled groggily, letting sleep over take me as they all chuckled at my surly mutterings.
Epilogue
Three years later...
I walked into the bedroom and plopped on the bed.
"They're asleep," I announced happily, sighing when warm lips latched onto my neck and sucked.
"Meanie want to play?" Kirch purred.
It's been so long…
…too long.
I'd been ready to make a little love to my eager m
ates for the past few days, but things had been hectic around here and every time I managed a bit of free time, I was so exhausted I'd fall right to sleep.
I think this is the longest I've gone without sex in years.
One of the babes started to fuss and I groaned.
"Nooo," I whispered mournfully.
"Daddy! Daddy!" came the voice of my sweet little Charlotte.
Kirch kissed my nose and let out a sigh that matched my tone.
"Kirch's princess cries. Kirch get her. Meanie rest."
"You know you're the best, right?" I told him gratefully.
"Meanie show Kirch when Princess Lottie sleeps."
I giggled as he waggled his brows at me suggestively.
"You know you're going to give Charlotte a complex if you keep calling her that," I told him teasingly.
He puffed out his chest.
"Princess Lottie is Kirch's little princess," he said haughtily, raising a brow at me, like he was waiting for me to argue.
"Bia was right, you are a total sucker," I snickered at him.
He snorted and left.
Tarnk walked in a moment later with mud caked all over his hands.
"What happened to you?" I asked propping myself up onto my elbows.
He stopped on his way to the bathroom and did a double take.
"Where my babies?" he asked curiously.
"Zeb and Berk are sleeping and Kirch is putting Lottie back to sleep for me."
He grinned and walked over to me.
"Don't you dare," I whispered, mindful of the little ones sleeping close by.
His eyes danced as he approached the bed.
I tried to scramble off, but he grabbed me around the waist and picked me up. He tossed me over his shoulder and stopped as he reached the bathroom.
I cursed him very quietly, tugging on his fur as he happily toted me around. He washed his hands quickly and detoured the bathroom, headed straight for the back door.
"What are you doing?" I whispered indignantly as he started towards the woods.
"Take Meanie for a swim," he said chuckling.
"A swim!" I yelled once we were a distance away from the house, "Oh, no you don't! You are going to make love to me on a bed! Not in a pond of water with fish hovering around. I... are you even listening to me? Tarnk!"
He ignored me and purred as he reached up my dress and tugged at my pants.
I squirmed, but it helped him more than it helped me.
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