The Bridal Hunt (30 page)

"Kirch refined! Kirch read better now!" he huffed.

Yeah, I was shocked to discover he
could
actually
read, despite Dorothy insisting that she'd taught him.

Apparently, Dorothy had taught him years ago with the few books she owned, but he hadn't cared for it much.

Now that he's felt there's a vested interest in doing so, aka me, he's been reading avidly, picking up things here and there, inhaling my books, mainly my romance novels.

The ones the men had found stuffed with the things George had brought with him, for me, that were mine.

Lovely phrases like 'pussy whipped', 'cock block' and 'mama's boy', for example, are a few of his choice favorites.

Oh, the joys of literature!

It's been much more interesting, to say the least, since he's ‘enhanced’ his vocabulary.

"Go argue elsewhere, would you? But leave my babies here," I yawned tiredly, "they're probably going to want to eat again soon and I'm not in any kind of position to get up and run around right now, trying to figure out where you've run off to with them."

I closed my eyes and started to drift off.

A thought occurred to me and I peeked one eye open.

"They're too little to take outside, so don't get any funky ideas."

They looked insulted.

"Don't look at me like that! I had to make sure it was said, alright. Some of the crazy ideas you guys get into your heads... who the hell knows what you'd think up..." I grumbled groggily, letting sleep over take me as they all chuckled at my surly mutterings.

Epilogue

Three years later...

I walked into the bedroom and
plopped on the bed.

"They're asleep," I announced happily, sighing when warm lips latched onto my neck and sucked.

"Meanie want to play?" Kirch purred.

It's been
so long…

…t
oo long.

I'd been ready to make a little love to my eager mates for the past few days, but things had been hectic around here and every time I managed a bit of free time, I was so exhausted I'd fall right to sleep.

I think this is the longest I've gone without sex in years.

One of the babes started to fuss and I groaned.

"Nooo," I whispered mournfully.

"Daddy! Daddy!" came the voice of my sweet little Charlotte.

Kirch kissed my nose and let out a sigh that matched my tone.

"Kirch's princess cries. Kirch get her. Meanie rest."

"You know you're the best, right?" I told him gratefully.

"Meanie show Kirch when Princess Lottie sleeps."

I giggled as he waggled his brows at me suggestively.

"You know you're going to give Charlotte a complex if you keep calling her that," I told him teasingly.

He puffed out his chest.

"Princess Lottie
is
Kirch's little princess," he said haughtily, raising a brow at me, like he was waiting for me to argue.

"Bia was right, you
are
a total sucker," I snickered at him.

He snorted and left.

Tarnk walked in a moment later with mud caked all over his hands.

"What happened to you?" I asked propping myself up onto my elbows.

He stopped on his way to the bathroom and did a double take.

"Where my babies?" he asked curiously.

"Zeb and Berk are sleeping and Kirch is putting Lottie back to sleep for me."

He grinned and walked over to me.

"Don't you dare," I whispered, mindful of the little ones sleeping close by.

His eyes danced as he approached the bed.

I tried to scramble off, but he grabbed me around the waist and picked me up. He tossed me over his shoulder and stopped as he reached the bathroom.

I cursed him very quietly, tugging on his fur as he happily toted me around. He
washed his hands quickly and detoured the bathroom, headed straight for the back door.

"What are you doing?" I whispered indignantly as he started towards the woods.

"Take Meanie for a swim," he said chuckling.

"A swim!" I yelled once we were a distance away from the house, "Oh, no you don't! You are going to make love to me on a bed! Not in a pond of water with fish hovering around. I... are you even listening to me? Tarnk!"

He ignored me and purred as he reached up my dress and tugged at my pants.

I squirmed, but it helped him more than it helped me.

Once he'd gotten my pants off, he ran his hands over my bare bottom.

"I should never have taught you how to swim," I grumbled. "I swear I am never teaching any of you anything," I said on a gasp as two fingers rubbed over my sex. "Ever," I said breathlessly as his ve
nturous fingers circled my clit. "Again!" I cried as his fingers dipped and slipped inside, his knuckles rubbing against my clit.

We'd reached the pond by this point and I tensed, waiting for him to throw me in like Kirch was so fond of doing.

The darned beastly baboon!

Instead, however, Tarnk walked along the bank to where it sloped and eased us both in.

The warm water felt wonderful on my skin and I sighed and closed my eyes for a moment.

He slowly slid me off his shoulder and down his torso. He tugged my dress up and I let him yank it up and over my head
, my boots and pants following with a wet slap as they were tossed off to the side.

I gripped his shoulders as he gripped my hips, positioning me so he could rub the head of his cock at my entrance.

I shivered and moaned in response.

My nails dug into his shoulders and he grunted, his shaft jerking excitedly against my core.

I wiggled, getting just the head inside and released his shoulders to tug on his hair, pulling his face down to mine, bringing us nose to nose.

"You have three others after you," I taunted, just to egg him on, "You might want to make this...
memorable
."

I sucked his lip and bit it, nipping it enough to get my point across.

He growled and his eyes grew hot with want, his chocolate brown orbs melting me even more.

"You're so sexy when you look at me like that," I
purred, giving him a sultry smile.

His grip on me tightened.

He pushed my hips down and thrust upwards, his shaft fighting for entry as the thick mushroomed head of his engorged erection rammed inside.

He pulled out a lit
tle and rammed back in, then stopped and pulled out a little, teasing the mouth of my sex.

"Tarnk wants baby too," he whispered huskily, circling my entrance with the head of his shaft.

"You want a..."

He rammed back in, all the way to the hilt and I let out a keening cry as I took in all of him, my pussy clamping down on him as it tried to accommodate his girth.

"Meanie out of blossom root," he purred, moaning when I ground myself against him.

"And how did it run out
, I wonder?" I panted, my voice oh so sugary sweet as I gripped his nipple and twisted.

"Yooow!" he exclaimed when I twisted a little more and wouldn't let go.

I gave him a stern look.

I'd known they were up to
something
... I just didn't know it was
this
...

"You could have just talked to me about it, you know. I knew something was up! You four
never
leave me alone.
Never
... and suddenly everyone is too busy for almost a week!
A week!
Do you have any idea what that does to someone who's used to getting some regularly every day for the past however long? Huh? Do you?"

"Yes," he growle
d as he yanked my hand away from his tortured nipple and pinned them behind my back. "Tarnk know. Tarnk wait too."

He made his point clearer by leaning me against the muddy bank and thrusting into me.

"Well, bully for you," I said breathlessly, "I didn't get any more Lo denaii blossom for birth control because I was going to tell you I was ready."

He released my hands and purred.

"Really?"

"Yes, really," I said petulantly, "but I think I've just changed my mind."

It's silly to argue like this when I'm sitting on his raging hard on, impaled on him the way that I am, but it didn't register to
him
that I hadn't hopped off yet or tried to get away.

Let's just let him think what he wants... shall we?

He gripped me tight and pushed my back into the muddy sloping ground harder.

Tarnk nipped my shoulder and used his hands to keep my hips in place as he thrust up into me, keeping me right where he wanted me, his thick cock tunneling in and out of my eager pussy.

Water sloshed around us, making my nipples hard tight tips as I bounced on his cock, the chill of the air and the warmth of the water sending gooseflesh pebbling all over my body.

I was close,
so close
, my legs wrapped tightly around his hips, trying to fight the grip of his meaty hands as they kept me in place, held me captive, torturing me sweetly, most wonderfully, as he let me know, right here, right now, that this time
he
was in charge.

His breathing became harsh and choppy, his pace growing frantic, his body tightening and coiling, readying for his impending climax.

I knew he was close.

So close...

I cupped one of my breasts in my hand and pinched the nipple, crying out as he slammed his groin against my clit.

His lips latched onto my nipple as I cupped it and I let go to grab his head as I went over, screaming my release, tugging at his hair, urging him to suckle at me.

I kept him held tightly to my breast as I creamed all over his cock, slamming myself down on him, prolonging my own orgasm.

He shouted, pinning us groin to groin as he ground himself against me, into me, the head of his shaft hitting the mouth of my womb as he spilled himself deep inside me.

When things started to cool down, the high from our orgasms fading, he cuddled me close and inhaled deeply at my neck.

He pulled back and cupped my face, giving me a huge, happy smile.

"Mmmm, my Meanie," he said sweetly, possessively, taking my lips ardently.

****

"You know," I said as I eyed the mud caked on my arms dubiously and felt it squish beneath my back, "we still could have just done this in the bed."

Tarnk smiled and nuzzled the side of my face, chuckling against my skin.

"But Meanie can't be loud in a bed."

"Oh?" I asked interestedly, trying to keep
the laughter out of my voice, "And you like when I'm loud?"

"Mmm, hmm," he said on a purr.

"And the others?" I prompted.

"Yes."

Hah! I knew it!

They're all working together!

He never would have vouched for the others, ever. He would have come up with some kind of silly response, something macho, or growled in irritation at me, then tried to 'distract' me from further thoughts of Veck, Kirch or Bia.

This just totally proves they're all in cahoots with each other!

"Okay, guys!" I called, "The jig is up! Come out with your hands up!"

I waited a few minutes and sure enough, a very sheepish looking Bia, unrepentant Veck, and a smug looking Kirch came out from different hiding spots around the hot spring.

"Kirch said Meanie figure it out," Kirch said smirking.

He winked at me and ran, jumping into the water.

He disappeared as he dove in, slicing through the water effortlessly.

Tarnk flew under a moment later as he was dragged down and Kirch resurfaced
, right in front of me.

"Meanie," he purred, sidling up to me.

"You're terrible," I said halfheartedly, wrapping my arms around him, rubbing my hands down his back, sliding down to caress his furry ass.

He shrugged, purring at my touch.

"Kirch needs more princesses to spoil and Meanie said she's ready."

Tarnk yanked Kirch up and I jumped back as he tossed him over his shoulder.

I squeaked as he flew past, but it was just a gut reaction, not from any real worry for safety.

I was grateful that they always had the forethought to be careful of me when they pulled stunts like that.