Chapter 18
If you think we are overbearing now, wait until you get pregnant…
Nitochi
There was nothing I enjoyed more than the sounds and sight of our female coming apart between us and the feeling of Baelor’s and my soul weaving back together when we all came at the same time.
When she cried our names and her body turned limp after all her muscles clenched so hard we could feel it.
We’ve been mostly in bed for two days and nights and our sex-craved female finally looked like she’d had enough.
My cock twitched in her tight pussy when she moaned again, Baelor’s mouth lapping at her center, sucking on that spot that made her legs shake.
“I-I can’t—”
Baelor’s only response was a growl as I pulled out only to push back in, forcing against her tightening muscles.
“You can, habanshi,” I whispered in her ear.
And she did, but only after Baelor’s mouth let go of her clit and his cock filled her too. She clenched around us as her back arched. Her head fell back to rest on my chest and her legs tried to close around Baelor’s waist.
Our female’s pleasure was always what brought us to ours and as she came, we did too.
Once her body stopped shaking and like we did for the last two days, we carried Wendy to the bathing pools and cleaned her up, making sure to give her all the praise she deserved. But this time, she didn’t try to climb us. Didn’t look feverish with need when we washed her soft skin.
Wendy looked satisfied. Spent. Utterly exhausted.
And this made my soul swell with satisfaction and pride.
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“I’m not tired,” she whined as Baelor swatted Wendy’s hands away from her own plate to bring the food to her lips himself. “I can—”
“Let us feed you, habanshi,” Baelor pleaded, the light purple-ish flesh of the wankon fruit dripping from his finger, inches away from Wendy’s mouth.
“Let us provide,” I added in the crook of her neck, moving her hair to the other side so I could leave a kiss on her soft shoulder.
Her back sagged against my chest and she sighed, giving in.
I wasn’t sure what made her think we wouldn’t be feeding her after sex anymore…We’d been doing it for the last two days and planned to keep doing this until the day we’d die.
“Are all Gemins male this…overbearing?”
Baelor gasped, looking offended, yet it didn’t stop him from feeding her another piece of fruit.
“If you think we are overbearing now, wait until you get pregnant…” I added, letting out a chuckle. Wendy turned her face to look at me as she chewed, looking confused. “You will not have a minute of peace. Our family will step in so we have less things to do and more time to stay with you.”
“Why?” she asked. “I heard pregnancy is tiring, but it doesn’t mean women can’t do anything—”
“We know,” Baelor said. “It is just our custom.”
“We believe that a female having a happy, relaxed and resting pregnancy will bring more chances to have more babies in the future,” I continued.
Baelor chuckled. “Anyi said it was not true,” he pointed out. “She said males know that if a female has a happy pregnancy, she will be more inclined to have more. It has nothing to do with chances.”
Wendy let out a giggle. “I mean, the phrasing is different and can be interpreted both ways but—it does mean the same, I guess. It just depends on the gender’s point of view.”
Baelor rolled his eyes before picking a slice of smoked meat from the plate to bring to her lips. “Anyway, you better get used to this,” he said, waving at the whole scene, “because it will get worse.”
Wendy relaxed even more against me when my arms closed around her frame to hold her. “You know what? I don’t mind. It feels nice being taken care of for once.”
“Good.” Because she was going to have a lifetime of both of us.