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Evie joins Jenni in the kitchen, hungry for details.

“What are you doing, little mama?” she asks.

“Making the Kool-Aid, like a good cult wife,” she replies. “Want a glass?”

“Just a little one, thanks. I haven’t had this in decades.”

“Daddy and Freddy don’t like me drinking liquid sugar, but they let me have my little treats in moderation.”

“It’s because they care.”

“I know,” she says brightly. “It matters to me that they want me healthy.”

“So… are you pregnant, do you think?” Evie asks.

Jenni slugs the red sugar water before answering. “I am with Freddy’s baby. Mark and I haven’t done it yet.”

“What?! You two wanted a break?” she asks.

“Well, everyone was thirsty… and Michael and Leitayin are deciding if they want to make a baby together, too.”

“How the hell… that must be some strong magic.”

Jenni beckons her closer so they can speak confidentially. “Leitayin has the parts to carry a baby. He says he’s a female demon. He wants a child with Michael. Mark thought it would be best to press pause so that they didn’t get carried away. The breeding energy was super-strong up there.”

“Your husband is more than just a pretty face,” Evie says.

Jenni nods deeply. “He doesn’t think he’s smart, but he is. Especially about people and what’s good for them.”

“So… how was it with Freddy?” Evie asks wistfully. She clearly misses him sexually, but Jasper is not so comfortable with an open relationship. Evie had surprised even herself that she agreed she wanted to make that work. Bookish, mild-mannered Jasper was the one to finally take her off the market. Jenni hopes it lasts because she loves his company.

“It was wonderful. You know how he is, such a considerate lover.” She doesn’t tell her about how their coupling ended. That feels too personal even for girl talk. She does mention the nipple weights, both because it’s hot and that Evie is the one who pierced him, so she should know he’s getting continued enjoyment from the body jewelry.

“He must have looked like a sexy Christmas tree,” she jokes.

Jenni laughs. “Oh, speaking of that, you know Christmas day is his birthday, right?”

“Why does that seem fitting? It’s true that he’s probably the nicest human being I’ve ever met.”

“Huh. He’s even a carpenter,” the girl says with a shrug and sips her Kool-Aid.

“So who does that make you? Mary Magdalen?”

Jenni sputters and wipes her red lips on her hand. “Well, I’ve learned Inanna does think of me as their whore. I don’t mind being that. And I do have tons of spunk leaking out of me at the moment,” she laughs before clutching her belly with a concerned expression. “Ah!” her breath catches.

“Are you all right? Something hurts?” Evie asks.

She shakes her head no. “It’s Leitayin’s magic body fluids. I’m on the verge of orgasm, suddenly. Oh, fuck.”

Jenni clutches the edge of the counter behind her and uses her little arm muscles to hold herself up as sinks down in her weak knees. She bites her lip, then gives up and exhales a loud sound of suffering to send her Daddy running.

“What’s happening to her?” he asks Evie.

“I think that’s pleasure, hon, all on her own,” his mama replies.

“Aw, c’mere.”

Mark doesn’t ask her to hold on to his neck, just scoops her up to carry her over his shoulder. The scent of all that spunk she’d mentioned fills the kitchen. “Guess it’s my turn,” he says with a mad grin.

“Sure looks like it.”

Mark carries Jenni to the bottom of the stairs. The other men are seated in the living room laughing about some funny thing Lucien just did. “You guys comin’ up?” Mark growls impatiently.

“Um, do you want me, Sir?” Freddy asks.

“Of course I do! They can come, too, if they wanna.”

Mark flies up the stairs like even he weighs nothing at all.

When his husband and their friends join them in the bedroom, they find them already naked again. Jenni’s in a child’s pose at Mark’s feet, kissing them. He looks down with bewildered glee at his mate’s spontaneous show of devotion. Freddy walks up behind him to wrap his arms around him. Mark shimmies subtly against his chest to accept the submission of both his spouses. Like anyone, he has his moments of self-doubt, but when his dick’s hard he’s quite comfortable to be adored.

“Get up now, baby girl,” he commands.

In her haste to obey him, she bumps her head into his hard-on. “Sorry!” she squeaks.

“That’s okay. Damn thing’s always in the way. Get on the bed.”

Jenni crawls into the center of the giant bed. Mark joins her to lie close. He kisses her and caresses her face with his, finds escort bayan çapa the rapid pulse in her neck and nibbles.

“How far we’ve come,” he whispers. “You’re really mine and we’re part of each other now.”

“Yes, Daddy. I love you more than anything in the world.”

Understandably, this is not a sentiment he can say back to her, but his kiss is fierce enough for her to feel what’s in his heart. He claims her cunt with his fingers. Even through the glaze of male and female cum, he finds the textured part of her that turns girly whimpers into womanly groans. He can almost feel her buzzing inside from desire and the demon’s bodily magic. “I’m gonna make you squirt tonight,” he says into her ear.

“I want you so much! You haven’t been inside me since yesterday!”

“I know – poor, neglected you,” he teases. “Ready now?”

“Please,” she says and attempts to pull his broad body on top of her.

“Be good, now,” he says in his Daddy tone, “or I’ll give ya a time-out.”

Neither of them could stand another time-out. He’s only pretending he can wait another second, too.

He nudges against her flooded cunny. Slick as she is, she’s tender from the pounding she just took. It hurts to accept him inside her until he breaches the delicate opening. She pants through it and the sound sends her Dom’s blood racing south in a dizzying surge. They both pause to adjust, loving how sex between them can never be mindless; her body is small and she’s as broken in as she’ll be, unless, of course, she has these babies naturally. “I hurt ya?” he whispers. “Yeah,” she responds adoringly. It’s a little private game between them.

He goes deeper and she plants her feet flat on the bed like a good breeding whore. He moans and tosses his hair from his eyes. “Mmm, you’re not allowed to cut your hair, Daddy,” she teases.

“Okay, baby. God, you feel good.”

Then Mark stops moving. Jenni can feel why. The remaining demon seed that still coats her inside has the same effect on Mark it had on Freddy. He hardly needs it.

The rush of body euphoria swamps him, then he feels the bizarre sensation.

“Are you clenchin’ me real tight?” he asks.

“Uh-uh. It makes you bigger,” she giggles.

“Oh no. Fuck. Do you want me to stop?” he asks.

Her eyes widen. “No! That could really hurt me. You can’t pull out like this!” she says, no longer playing their little game.

“Don’t worry, baby, I won’t. So… we’re knotted together like dogs?”

She licks him. “We’re mating, right?”

“Jesus. It’s fuckin’ weird. It does feel incredible,” he rasps. “Good to you, too?”

“Yes! I always wanted you to fist me, but your hands are too big, Daddy.”

“Oh, fuck…” Mark’s spurred by his slut to move gently through her. She strokes up his sides to coax him to make love to her as if she’s not fragile. The feeling is intense but intensely pleasurable, like when he took her virginity… or her brother’s. There is nothing canine about his undulations even though his enlarged “fist” can’t be withdrawn without tearing her introitus. Being trapped inside her is a paradisiacal state for both lovers.

Leitayin and Michael have returned to their part of the bed. Leitayin can’t take his eyes off Mark’s graceful body as he experiences the sensations he helped give him. That’s okay with his boyfriend, who loves submissive girls. He’s rock hard at Jenni’s shameless desire. The couple’s breeding pheromones add to his lust to give Leitayin what he’s asked of him. He’s gasping to fill him with his cum. Already, very subtly, they begin the mating motions with their whole bodies, though Michael’s not even sure yet how to put a baby inside his new lover. Whatever it is, his body needs it badly.

Mark and Jenni moan like porny singers. It’s a song unheard in most hot sexual encounters, not even theirs.

“Baby girl…”

“My Love…”

“I want more. Can ya stand any more?”

“Wh-what?” she asks.

“I want you to be so full you’ll never forget this.”

“Daddy! Oh, god… I feel you everywhere…”

“I want my boy inside you. Can you take him, too, baby?”

Jenni wails her answer. In his strong arms, Mark carefully takes her with him when he rolls onto his back so she’s impaled on top of him. She folds her legs into the same pose she’d taken to worship his feet. She kisses his sensitive neck and collarbone. She notices something for the first time.

“Daddy, you have a bump here,” she says with concern.

“Yeah, it’s where it was broken and it healed funny. Ya never noticed?”

“No, Daddy. Sorry.”

“You’re just blinded by escort bayan topkapı love, ain’t ya?”

“Must be that. I’m glad it’s nothing to worry about.” She resumes kissing the old injury like she’s trying to kiss it all better years later. The hard lump under her Love’s skin had scared her. Now she can tell by his tone his father had done it and it just makes her feel maternal. He cards his fingers through her sleek short haircut. “You don’t have to worry about me no more. I got Goddess protection now.”

“Worry is not what I feel right now… Master,” she gasps.

“Good. Freddy? Where are ya?”

His husband has been seated on the floor in perfect posture in front of the altar. When he has a lot on his mind he prays/meditates. Tonight is such a night, knowing he’s created a new life. Nevermind the debauchery on the bed – he could bring some order to his swirling thoughts with a candle flame and a deck of worn tarot cards.

“Yes, Sir?”

“You’re too far away. Come here.”

Freddy goes to the opposite side of the bed to tower over the lovers.

“You’re still dressed?” Mark asks.

“It’s chilly, Sir. And I didn’t know what you wanted of me.”

Mark strokes down Jenni’s spine while she grinds on him. “I wanna share her with you… if ya want more sex, sweetheart.”

Ownership is a reality in their relationship, but commanding him to fuck on demand has never felt right. It would be okay, but not right.

Freddy answers by stripping quickly. “Thank you, Sir. You mean I should…”

“Yeah. That’s what we want.”

Mark spreads his legs to make room for him and his right shin ends up tangled with Leitayin’s and Michael’s as they make out. They trap it there and rub against it in their patterned courtship movements.

Freddy goes to the foot of the bed and his cock springs up at the sight of his husband’s thicker shaft nearly splitting his wife in half and balls engorged with his essence. He gets the anal lube and touches a greasy fingertip to his sister’s anus. He can remember when it was rosy pink, but they’ve played with her enough it’s now a grey/blue like a permanent bruise.

“Okay, Jenni?” Freddy asks tenderly.

Mark feels her teeth against his chest as she smiles. Her back is arched and she’s offering him her spread ass to fuck, just waiting for it. Still, he asks for consent. It’s sexier than being taken because it puts his sweetness and inner strength on display.

“If you want to, please,” she says, trying not to laugh from the delight of how lucky she is to be with men like this.

Her husband’s moan drowns hers when Freddy penetrates her. The boys make love to each other inside her as much as to her and this turns the girl on more than they know. Her husband’s demisexuality is a gorgeous part of the complicated man. Freddy’s brawny, but also beautiful and Mark is stunning, but strong, too, so they make an irresistible image, even with a slightly homely girl between them. She doesn’t detract from the visual beauty and she enjoys that she doesn’t have to look at herself. Even if she had to look right into a mirror at this moment it couldn’t diminish the joy of being stuffed so full of hard male sex.

It is more than physical pleasure. It’s love, too, that fills her and flows over her. The three move together like a machine that generates life-giving shringara. Well, that and loads of goo.

Jenni lies on Mark’s chest, being slid up and down by her brother who grasps her hips. It’s a wonderful massage on her swollen tits. She whispers a request to Daddy.

“Damn, girl. You’re really takin’ this temple whore thing to heart. Yeah, that’s okay with me if you have your fun – think I got the best part.”

He looks over at Michael enjoying some heavy petting with his hircine and hermaphroditic partner. “Leitayin, is your boy allowed to get his dick sucked by anyone else?”

“You want him?” the demon asks jealously.

“My girl wants every hole filled since she’s so full already. She always wants the fullest experience. I know she likes his body and her mouth is real sweet,” he drawls in a sultry tone. “Nnghh…” It’s getting hard to speak. His glans is like a juicy red apple and his submissives conspire to torture it together. The heat and pressure and friction and wet are driving him mad. He barely moves except for his roaming hands.

“I’ll allow that,” Leitayin says. “The good girl should get what she wants.”

Michael kisses him with his passionate new technique. Leitayin smiles proudly. His pretty and unusual boy embodies everything he covets in human men and has a demonic flair, too. escort bayan fındıkzade Their babies will be beautiful. Michael positions himself for Jenni to take him in her mouth and for his lover to watch.

Freddy opens his eyes. He’s been lost in the sensations of his sister’s tight passage around his cock and of his husband through the delicate veil. It’s been shocking to feel from the inside how Mark fills her, but he’s magnificent and it makes him feel greedy, too. He watches as Jenni wraps her lips around Michael’s smooth, straight cock. Then, he makes a request of his own.

“Mark?” he croaks.

“Yes, baby? What is it?”

“May I please have a plug?”

“Mmm… jealous of your sister? Sure, sweet boy. Ask Leitayin… ohhh… god.”

He doesn’t need to ask. Leitayin heard and is pleased to be asked to participate. He knows already where they keep their toys and doesn’t feign ignorance. “Any particular one?” he asks Freddy.

“The glass one, please.” That’s the biggest and heaviest. It’s a handcrafted pretty thing with color swirls inside. Leitayin brings it over and applies the slick to it.

“Ready?” he asks.

“Yes, please!”

The demon doesn’t ease it in as Mark would. He shoves it.

“Eii!” Freddy shrieks.

Mark raises up on his elbows. “Freddy, are you good?” he asks with an angry edge for Leitayin.

“Yes, Sir. He’s just faster. I’m not hurt.”

“Well… okay.” Mark scrutinizes the demon with his narrowed blue eyes before lying back again.

Leitayin strokes his friend affectionately. “I’ve made Daddy mad again,” he whispers, sounding actually sad.

“No, he’s just extremely protective. And you’re both alphas; you’ll butt heads, but look at him now. He won’t even remember,” Freddy pants.

Mark needs to come. So does Michael, who gently pushes Jenni away. She looks up at him with doe eyes that are hard to resist. “You don’t like it?”

“Of course I do, honey. I want to save it for him. You must understand that, right?”

She grins at him then her Daddy. “I’ll help you with the baby. You can leave him with ours when you work.”

“He’ll be a lucky baby,” Michael says.

The breeding lust floods her and she and Mark kiss ecstatically. He pushes his hand between them to layer a sweet clitoral orgasm on top of the more complex ones brewing deep inside her. “Daddy!” she wails right into his face to hurt his ears and make his cock jump within her.

“Ready to make a baby with me?”

“Ohhh… want it in me!”

Her husband coughs; his laugh and moan collided in his taut throat.

For the first time during this fuck, he really fucks her. He bucks up into his girl and it makes his boy come, too. Freddy pulls out because she’s told him she doesn’t enjoy the feel of fluid in the back door, but she loves it splattering heavily on her skin. Freddy decorates her back with love.

“Oh, oh god, Daddy!”

Mark doesn’t need to wait any longer. Daddy paints her walls white. He remains within her until his breathing slows and he detumesces to his normal massiveness. When he can, he rolls her off of him and holds her legs aloft, tickling her feet.

“Let’s see if you can feel mine, too.”

After a minute or two, Jenni rubs her tummy. “It worked,” she says with her radiant and goofy smile. It’s the one only Mark sees, homely and honest and true.

Her back is fusing to the duvet. “Can we get under the covers?” she asks.

“Sure, baby girl.”

Leitayin and Michael are surprised to be invited under the covers, too. “Ya don’t have to sleep, but you can be warm.” They accept.

The husbands cuddle their baby mama between them.

The demon and the demon-esque boy decide that they’ll mate.

“So how do I…” Michael asks.

“Touch me behind my testicles. You’ll understand.”

Michael finds a wet patch of fur. “Oh!”

“You can put your finger in. Go ahead.”

It’s a human vagina with a teenage tightness. The demon moans like a long-neglected woman. “I like that. You know how to touch me, my darling.”

His boy shudders at the word. He’d been horny and frustrated lately, wanting the right girl. Now, he’s actually in a romantic relationship with the “experience” that inspired him to modify his body. When he’s on top he asks, “Does this hurt your wings?”

“No, the bed is soft. It’s nice like this.” Leitayin crosses his cloven feet at Michael’s tailbone.

As he’s about to enter him, he has another concern. “Does our baby go back and forth between the worlds?”

“Well, that’s not really safe for a baby. Maybe I’ll just stay…”

“Come live with me and be my love…” the boy says passionately.

“You remind me of someone I used to know,” Leitayin says.

“Who?” Michael asks, displeased.

“His name was Christopher and he was a poet. We were just friends. I only have eyes for you,” he says, blinking his huge yellow peepers.

“Okay.”

They gloriously make the most extraordinary of babies as the Fairbairns snore.

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