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“Oh,”she rasped on parted lips.

“There is a spell to prevent it,” he continued. “However, I do not know it.”

Weldir had taught him much, as he’d seen many of his offspring perform many spells. He was a voyeur, one who watched to better learn and understand – even if he was uncomfortable with such knowledge.

Nathair’s death had scarred his creator, even if he’d never admitted it. Weldir liked to be prepared, and gave knowledge as much as he could toallhis offspring through his female, the Witch Owl.

But this wasn’t something Weldir knew how to do, only of its existence. Despite being a voyeur, evenheturned away from watching his offspring mate.

“I am waiting until I cannot take it anymore,” Nathair admitted, as his sight bled to purple once more. “I ache to beinside you, Linh, but I will figure it out on my own when I grow so desperate that I disregard my own cravings.”

A sadness radiated around his heart, as he thought,When the desire to breed you gives way to my need for you.

Nathair didn’t know if this was a Mavka longing, or just a deep one of his own, but he wanted to share in life with his bride. He wanted younglings, and to see this female grow them – the evidence of their union and how it continued.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Linh asked, and he didn’t like the hurt in her voice.

“I already know how you feel about younglings,” Nathair admitted. “You do not feel the same way.”

Despite the heaviness of the conversation, his cocks continued to thrum in desire. Talk of knocking up this female was keeping him rock hard, and he was beginning to have thoughts of pumping into her anyway. Just the thought had him shivering in delight, and he’d justadoreit if she would moan for him as he filled her with seed.

“I never said that.” She frowned more deeply as her gaze bounced over his skull. “Why do you – Oh!” She gave a small laugh. “Nathair, I didn’t really know you that well. We didn’t have a relationship, and the idea of getting pregnant scared me for that reason.”

“Are you saying–”

Before he could finish, Linh darted her hand into the water and cupped the head of a cock. Purple darkened in his sight, and he rose up to slam his hands against the ground next to her with a menacinghiss.Just the lightest damn touch from her nearly had him shoving her on one of his cocks.

He was pent up, needy, and hehungeredto be inside his bride.

The laugh that fell from her sprinkled chaos around his heart, only for her to soothe it when she cupped his snout.

“My gosh, you can be rather beastly when you want to be.” The open affection to his skull had Nathair gliding his claws into her hair, and his hips lifted higher out of the water. “I don’t mind, you silly Duskwalker. You are myhusband, and I your... bride? Wife? You can tell me later what you prefer.”

“Bride,” he instantly answered.

Fuck wife! You are the bride of a Mavka.

“I want you inside me, Nathair. I love you, trust you, and I don’t mind what happens.”

He wasn’t going to argue with that. Actually, he wouldn’t, not now that she’d given him permission to do whatever the fuck he wanted.

Leaning forward so he could bury his bony snout into her hair, he directed her head to the side so she could see his right hand. He licked her ear, panting over it, as he signed, “Can I put both my cocks inside you then?”

She gave a muffled moan as she nodded, only to belt out a squeal when he flipped Linh onto her back. He placed his hands on either side of her and lifted his hips until his cocks were no longer submerged.

Biting her lip, Linh looked down at them, but Nathair didn’t waste a second. He twisted his hips until the end of one shaft nestled against her entrance and waited impatiently for her to look up at his skull.

With a light growl, he slammed his left cock inside her to the base in one quick thrust. Her back lifted off the ground as her hands fisted near her chest, her lips parted on an “Oh!” His insides instantly clamped up at the heavenly tight heat that greeted him.Fuck, she feels so perfect.

With most of his tail still in the water, and leaning over his bride, Nathair began to thrust.

That’s it, little female,Nathair purred down at her.Loosen up for me.He removed his cock so he could shove the other one inside her, letting her snug core greet it in welcome.

When she tightened as though she was about to orgasm, he pulled out. Now that he was allowed to have his unrestricted fun with her, he didn’t let her come – he didn’t want Linh tiring too soon. Squeezing his cocks together to make them seem smaller, he nestled their combined heads against her pink entrance.

Nathair pushedhard. Seeing she wasn’t going to take him with ease, when she winced as if it was beginning to hurt, he healed her. He’d take the pain of his own thrust, so long as she stretched this perfect cunt around both his cocks.

He looked down to watch himself mount his bride properly for the first time. The lips of her pussy flared as he began to sink in with a growl slipping from him.Oh fuck, yes.Heat greeted him, wetness kissed him, and he felt her slowly accommodating him.