Drogan
I didn’t need the sight of Leah naked and strapped to the breeding bench to want to pump my seed into her. I grew hard at the sight of her walking stiffly back from her session with Tor. I knew she must have a very large plug filling her ass and couldn’t resist either the smile that spread across my face or the thickening and lengthening of my cock. Knowing she was so eager, so willing and obedient to accommodate our needs made me hard as a rock and eager to fuck her again.
Hell, knowing she was only a short distance away was all that kept Lev and me from rushing to her to relieve the strong pull of the seed power. But we had to remain hidden, to let anyone who saw us at the fuck huts believe Leah was just another Viken female with her new mate. In our own hut though, with the privacy screens drawn, we could do with her as we chose.
We spent the week fucking her everywhere but the spanking bench. We only used that apparatus to slip a consistently larger plug into her ass or for Lev to spank her… just because. By the end of the week, all three of us were confident we could take her at once without hurting her, even with the extra arousal the seed power provided. It wasn’t just about breeding her, although filling her with seed was no hardship.
Every time one of us took her away from our hut, we reminded her of her need to be our naughty girl. She’d reveled in this, forcing Tor to give her a bare-assed spanking out in the main area where anyone walking by could witness. I’d taken Leah to see a mentor on eating her out. I was quite confident—and so was Leah—that she could respond to my mouth on her pussy, but we needed to maintain the facade.
While she had enjoyed my tongue torturing her for the entire hour, she hadn’t been pretending when I told her she would be tied down and spread open for me, her every reaction monitored by the mentor. As I tied one knee open, then the other, she’d resisted, requiring me to spank her before we could even begin. The fact that she came from her spanking alone only added to her humiliation. But I rewarded her quite t
horoughly with my tongue and fingers, the mentor praising my mate’s ability to submit.
The knowledge that she enjoyed our domination had Lev tying her to the bed or over the table on occasion to assuage her needs. Whatever she wanted, whatever her body craved, we gave her. We pushed her sexual boundaries and pleasured her into exhaustion every night.
“It has been a week, Leah, and we have delayed as long as we could.”
We stood over the bed where she lay, resplendent with her red hair and nothing else covering her curves. She sat up, no longer shy about her body.
“Oh?”
“You must be seen by the doctor. All new mates are seen on arrival for any signs of physical problems, but we stalled for you.”
“Your breasts are different,” Tor said.
Leah looked down at herself. I could see the change, too.
“Her nipples are larger,” Lev commented.
We moved as one to sit on the bed, surrounding her.
Sure enough, her nipples were a bright pink and the usually small circles were larger. They didn’t tighten into tight little gems as was normal, but remained puffy and full.
“Everything is larger.” Lev cupped a breast in his palm and looked to me. I cupped the other and sure enough, it was heavier. Fuller.
Leah’s eyes slipped closed as we played.
“We now have reason to see the doctor.”
Her eyes opened. “I do not need to see a doctor because my breasts are larger. It’s just PMS.”
“Larger… and more sensitive,” Lev commented, brushing his thumb over the nipple, ignoring me entirely.
We each added the changes we saw—and felt.
“Our seed has taken root,” I assumed.
Pride and very heady arousal coursed through my veins. We’d certainly fucked her enough. I felt virile and powerful at the early signs of her being bred.
She shook her head. “It is too soon. As I said, I’m sure it’s just PMS.”
“I do not know what this PMS is. If it is bad, you should have told us about it sooner,” I told her. Had she been unwell all this time and we hadn’t known?
“It’s not bad. It just means I’m getting my—”
Her face and neck turned a delightful shade of pink. Even after everything we’d done to her, all the ways we’d claimed her body, she could still be embarrassed.
“Your courses?” Tor asked.