Chapter 28
Keelie
TWO EARTH MONTHS LATER
Entering our home, I kick off my shoes next to the front door—sighing in relief—and holler for my mates.
“Aercek! Ahstahl! Where are y’all? You’re not going to believe what I heard at the market today!”
Setting my bag down, I skip into the living room and flop down on the sofa, glad to be off my feet for a bit.
I’m still not quite used to walking everywhere since I’m one of the few wingless people in our village.
Ahstahl walks out of the kitchen, wiping his hands on a rag before tossing it on the dining room table, and Aereck emerges from his weapons room.
Ahsthal reaches me first and sits beside me, pulling my feet into his lap to rub them.
“What’s got you in a tizzy, amica mea?”
My heart melts every time they call me my love in their native language. I haven’t told either of them that I love them out loud yet, but there’s no doubt in my mind that I do. I’ve decided that today’s the day I’m going to tell them, but first there’s tea to spill.
“Ofeig, Ketil, and Eyjolf just got back from their latest trip to Earth… and they have a mate with them! It’s all anyone can talk about at the market.”
Aercek joins us on the couch, draping his wings over the back and putting his arm around me.
“Really? That is excellent news. Those three eejits have been looking for their mate for many seasons.”
Smacking his chest with the back of my hand, I chastise him. “Be nice. Outside Ahstahl, those three are your closest friends, whether you’ll admit it out loud or not.”
He huffs and rolls his eyes. “I’ll admit nothing of the sort, amica mea.”
And that’s the perfect opening. “Speaking of having something to admit.” Placing one of my hands on each of their chests over their hearts, I look up at both of them with all the love I feel.
“I love y’all more than I ever thought I could love someone after losing Wayne.
There is a part of me that will always love him, but he wouldn’t have wanted me to be alone and loveless for the rest of my life.
I may have been his first and yours second, but this love of ours—it’s ours forever.
You two have opened my heart back up, and it’s full of the love I feel for you both. ”
Their chests freeze under my hands, and trepidation fills me when neither of them immediately speaks.
Ahstahl, in an uncharacteristic display of dominance, grabs me and tosses me over his shoulder—as Aercek is so fond of doing—and stomps through our house to the master bedroom.
Leaning over, he drops me off his shoulder and rips my clothes off in a savage display, yet deliberately leaves all my turquoise and silver jewelry in place.
Not long after we arrived, they explained to me what wearing “their colors” signifies, and that my scale and color-streaked hair mean our mating is gods-blessed.
Since I’ve never been a minimalist, I stack on as much jewelry as I can every morning so that it accentuates my altered body.
It’s another visible statement that I belong to my mates, and honor them anyway I can.
That knowledge, added with Ahstahl’s latent dominance, sends shivers through me, and I can feel myself dripping with slick already.
Another perk of my changes is the increased libido that matches my mates.
Shoving my thighs apart, Ahsthal plunges his tongue deep inside my pussy and starts eating me like a starved male.
Gripping his horns in my hands, I wail out my first orgasm in less than a minute.
Much to my mates’ delight, they discovered that my altered body developed the female Dewlvrkgnari version of a clitoris, located deeper inside my body than my human g-spot.
So, when they do this to me, my G-spot and new sex organ are simultaneously stimulated, making it a challenge to see how many times and how fast they can make me climax.
Ahstahl doesn’t stop at one. By the time I’ve come for the fourth or fifth time, he withdraws, baring his teeth at me in a facsimile of a smile as he pants.
Aercek gently picks me up, turning me to face him as he licks the bite scars on my shoulders before dragging his tongue across the ones on my left breast. Shuddering at the sensation, I wrap my legs around his thick waist and start to sink onto his girthy cock.
The thick head barely kisses my opening when Ahstahl’s hands grab my hips and stop me.
Looking over my shoulder, I bare my teeth at him and hiss.
“The fuck, Ahstahl?!”
Curling a lip over a far more impressive set of teeth, he tsks me. “Be a good little female, and do as your mates tell you.” His comment is followed by a sharp crack across my buttcheck, and I clench in reaction as the pain blooms into heated pleasure.
Aercek grabs my chin, forcing my face up to his, and I greedily open my mouth.
His massive jaws part, and the sinuous forked length of his tongue invades my mouth, plunging down my throat as he fucks my oral cavity.
While I’m distracted by Aercek’s tongue, Ahstahl moves in behind me, notching his breeding cock to the opening of my pussy where Aercek’s breeding cock is still lodged.
Aercek withdraws his tongue, and they let me catch my breath for a second as realization dawns, but before I can articulate my suspicions, Ahsthal’s tongue replaces Aercek’s, and he literally takes my breath away.
Both of them notch their breeding cocks at the opening of my pussy, and slowly push inside.
Clinging to them, I have one hand wrapped around one of Aercke’s horns and the other around Ahsthal’s.
They’re taking turns shoving their thick tongues down my throat, only allowing me short breaks to breathe before beginning again.
Aercek’s pleasure cock is rubbing across my clit, making my hips jerk in reaction.
One set of calloused hands lifts my heavy breast, tweaking my extremely sensitive nipples, and I moan in response.
A second set of rough hands pulls my butt cheeks apart, and I screech around the thick tongue in my mouth when Ahstahl’s pleasure cock pops into my ass without warning.
I’m completely at their mercy, a vessel to be used for their pleasure and to breed.
Because this is what this is.
My verbal vow of love cemented my place here with them, and their bestial instincts have taken over to breed their mate.
Fertilization requires two Dewlvrkgnari males to ejaculate inside their mate, while she’s ovulating. Considering I still have a human-ish cycle—without the bleeding part though—I’m probably ovulating right now, which means they’re about to breed me.
I could stop this with one word if I wanted to… but I don’t.
The new beasty part of me wants to be owned, wants to be bred, wants to be dominated.
So…
I relax into their embrace, I accept what’s happening to me, and I submit to the will of my loving mates.
They feel the second I surrender and go absolutely feral.
The tips of deadly talons emerge and dig into my scales, holding me in place as they rut into me over and over. Their combined girth is hitting both my g-spots, and I can feel my orgasm building low in my pelvis. Whining, around the flesh in my mouth, I strain to cum.
Two sets of hands grab me. One at my waist and another on my shoulders as they shove me down onto their dicks and violently thrust their hips up.
Aercek rips his tongue from my mouth, and they both bite down on either side of my neck, holding me perfectly still as they knot and breed me.
Their combined releases are filling me to the brim, and their knots have stretched me to capacity—all I can do is submit and accept the pleasure they’re inflicting on me.
Long moments later, they tenderly release my neck, and I know without looking that I have new mate marks on either side of my throat. Pride fills me at the thought of the visible proof of who I belong to and how loved I am.
Chuffing, Aercek tilts his head down and licks me from jaw to temple, effectively getting my attention before wrapping his massive wings around Ahstahl and me.
“Never doubt that you are loved, amica mea. You’ve made me the happiest male on Undatfonyh, and I will never take advantage of your feelings for me. I’m truly blessed that you accepted us into your life. I love you with all my hearts.”
Ahstahl’s eyes are wet at the overt affection Aercek is showing us, and he blinks away his tears of happiness. Not to be outdone by his frater, Ahstahl nuzzles my cheek lovingly.
“You never cease to amaze me, amica mea. Thank you from the bottom of my hearts for taking a chance on us and accepting everything that being our mate entails. I, too, love you with all my being.”
Wiggling on their shafts, I make all of us groan at the sensation before I smirk at them. “If y’all are trying to knock me up. We’d better do that again… just to make sure.”
Crimson red and verdant green gazes flare at my statement.
And then they do it all again.
I’m not sure if it was the first or second breeding session that sealed the deal, but one of them was successful, because six months later, our twins are born.
The End.