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Thinking back on the day s events, she let herself smile. It was amusing
indeed to see Mr. Tough Guy brought to heel by two little sweetpeas. From the
way he d held Zora and Zara in his thickly muscled arms, rocking back and
forth to soothe them, to the way he d smiled down at them crooning,
 helloty kas , papa loves you, Zor was making her fall in love with him all
the harder.
Kyra must have briefly fallen asleep while waiting on her husband to
come to bed, because she awoke not much later to the feel of her nipples being
suckled. Only this time there were nopanis drinking from her, but a
warrior.Her warrior . It gave the experience a new, erotic twist.  Zor? she
asked breathlessly.
 Shh,nee ka , he murmured, stroking his tongue soothingly across her
swollen pink nipples. Taking one erect bud into his mouth, he sipped from it,
then groaned.   Tismy time now,mani . Settling his body between her legs and
his head between her breasts, he took turns kissing each nipple.   Tis my
right as your High King and Sacred Mate to relieve your swelling each
moon-rising.
Kyra groaned, arching into him.  I wish we could couple, she admitted
between gasps.  Oh Zor, that feels so good. Do I taste good? she asked
wickedly.
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 Mmm, never have I tasted of anything better, wee one. He closed his
eyes, curling his tongue around a tight peak and drawing from it. Kyra inhaled
deeply, rotating her hips under him.  Kyra my hearts, Zor whispered gruffly,
  tis naught better to a warrior than the taste of hismani s gorged breasts.
 I m not your mommy, she teased.
Zor looked up from his work long enough to grin down at her.   Tis an
interchangeable word and well you know it, nefarious wench.
She giggled.
 You are my hatchlings mommy , he said reverently as he bent to lick
her nipples,  but you are mypossession .
 Hmm. That seems a little demeaning, Kyra said,  to use the same word
for mommy and possession.
Zor grunted.   Tis an injustice of the galaxies to be pondered over
later.
Kyra scowled, slapping him on the back.  So I m your possession, am I?
 Mmm. He bent his head, tasting of her sweet juice.  Always. Never
would I allow your absence.
She sucked in her breath, closing her eyes on a moan. The way Zor drew
from her chest was liable to send her flying through the roof.  I love you,
she sighed out.
 Ahnee ka . Zor raised his head from her breasts long enough to place
a sweet kiss on her lips.  I love you more than words can say, my hearts.
Lowering his head to Kyra s chest, he then gorged.
* * * * *
Zor didn t know how much longer he could go on without joining with
Kyra s body, but  twas for a certainty he would be atop her, sliding into her
luscious cunt the very moment a fortnight was over. Gorging upon her sweet
juice during the moon-risings was making his ever-plaguing erection naught but
worse.
Even taking to the bathing chamber was fast losing its ability to
relieve the agony of his lust. Zor wanted, nayneeded , to have his staff
attended to inside of a hot, lusty channel. But of course, not just any
channel. No passage appealed to him save Kyra s and the ecstasy their joining
produced.
A few of the more brazen servants had tried him, hoping to tempt him
into thevesha hides whilst Kyra s body recuperated. They had all accepted his
answer gracefully, though, when he d gently set them away from him, denying
them.
Zor needed Kyra, only hisnee ka . She had three days left of her
confinement and he all but feared he d be as daft as a crazedheeka-beast by
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the time she spread her legs and invited him to sample of her charms.
So when Zor let himself into Kil s apartments to speak to him,  twas
not the sight he had desired to see, watching his brother rut atop a servant
the way he needed to rut atop his wife.
Sighing, Zor shook his head. For the first time in all of his forty-two
Yessat years, he was beginning to believe that Trystonni warriors availed
themselves of hot channels far too often. Of course, he was intelligent enough
to realize that he would probably not be feeling this way had he been getting
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