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It was Reassiel's birthday, her sixteenth actually, and she'd been expecting a lot of people to show up for the party Aaran had planned for her. He even had told her he had a special present for her. She was giddy with excitement, and as the time of her party grew near, she went to her room to get ready. Father, even though he wasn't really her father, he'd raised her as his own daughter after killing the slavers that had killed her parents and taken her as a slave when she was a mere child, had told her to wear something exotic, and her maids had been going through all the clothes she had for something to fit the bill. They found something, but kept quiet as she took a bath, and her body was scrubbed by the two girls until she glowed. Her hair had been washed thoroughly and dried with the softest of towels, making it gleam in the candlelight. Finally, they let her rise, and they started drying her off before she even stepped from the claw footed tub. They sat her at her vanity and used her wooden hairbrush for the last time on her hair. She knew that someone had a silver hairbrush set for her, since it was a standard sixteenth birthday gift for a female elf. Of course, Rea, as everyone called her, wasn't an elf, but an Elidril, the race elves descended from. Her hair was done in loose tendrils falling from a crown of dark green on top of her head, her skin oiled and scented, softer than rabbit fur to the touch.

Finally, the maids slipped a pair of shoes on her feet, then had her stand up and lowered the dress onto her. It was sheer, almost completely see through, except for strategically placed opaque designs that hid her nipples, slit and the crack of her ass, but the rest of her body was revealed by the sheer fabric. And her dress was white, symbolizing her purity and innocence. Both of which would be gone before the night was over, though she didn't know that. It was time. She headed from her room, her skirts held up in her hand, and she moved to the top of the stairs, looking down at the crowd that had arrived for her birthday. Switching her dress skirt to her other hand, she lightly placed her now freed hand on the banister she'd slid down many times in her youth, and waited for Aaran to move to the bottom of the steps. He was supposed to present her for her birthday.

In the middle of the ballroom, a head turns to look at her, and he smiles. Gently pushing his way through the crowd, Aaran slides to the bottom of the grand staircase. His black hair swishes a bit as he looks up at her, locking eyes. His clothing is all of black and silver, soft velvet and inlaid with lines of the precious metal. With a bow of the head, he extends his hand to the girl standing there, capturing his entire attention. He had never seen anyone as beautiful or wonderful as she looked at that moment. And in his own mind, he knew that she was the one for him, and before the evening was out, she would be entirely his.

Rea smiled as Aaran moved to the bottom of the stairs and held his hand out to her. She gracefully walked down the stairs, her eyes on him, then switched hands holding her dress skirt up and slipped her left hand into his, taking the last steps down into the ballroom. She gracefully inclined her head to him and smiled as they walked into the crowd.

He took the moment as she was walking down to him to admire the dress that her maids had chosen. He could see nearly every part of her, but in such a way that was teasing him. He took her hand when she reached the bottom, giving it a squeeze, and then escorted her into the middle of the crowd of people. They were all smiling and laughing, but as they walked through, they would become quiet and OOH and AHH over her. Several people wished her a happy birthday, and then they reached the middle of the room, where the great banquet table had been prepared for the occasion, Aaran leaned over and whispered, "Nervous Rea?"

Rea smiled and nodded, doing her best to hide her nervousness around the crowd, whispering back, "Very, Aaran. But I know that it won't be too bad." She'd never been around this many people, but Aaran had always kept her calm when she was exposed to something new. As usual, her seat was between Aaran's and Father's at one end of the table.

He gave her a reassuring smile back, making sure that he conveyed a sense of calm... he always did. He was calm... very rarely did he get overly excited. Still, he was especially happy tonight, and very excited. He gave her hand a squeeze, and pulled her chair out for her, allowing her to sit before he took his place next to her, with his father on the far side. A well dressed man stood at the far end of the table, and tapped his staff on the floor, "Let the banquet begin... take your seats!" and so it did... food was brought, consumed, and taken away. After the main course, Aaran stood and waved to a pair of servers near the kitchen door. The doors separated and a giant birthday cake was brought in; it had three layers, with sixteen multicolored candles, and thirty-two Green roses adorning the top. They brought it forward and set it on the table, then retreated as Aaran picked up the jeweled knife and cut the cake, putting the first piece on a plate and handing it to Rea, "Happy Birthday Rae..." and winked.

Rea blushed as she saw the cake, green roses being her favorites. And she knew that Aaran had something to do with them being on the top of her cake, since he knew how much she loved them. "Thank you, Aaran," she replied, then took a bite of her cake, savoring the flavors in it. She gave a slight nod, signaling her pleasure in it, and then waited for everyone to get a piece before eating the rest.

He simply gave a nod to her as she thanked him, and he had the servants cut the rest of the cake and give it to the other guests. He sat with his, and looked over at her, watching her eat. He ate his in silence, and then the servants cleared away the dishes and the presents were brought in for her. There were quite a few. Aaran whispered, "Popular" with a wink

Rea giggled at his whisper, and started opening her presents, finding the first to be from an older couple that were friends of Father's. It was the silver hairbrush set she knew would be coming. Looking at the couple, she smiled, "Thank you both for the lovely hairbrush set." And on it went, opening present after present, thanking the giver for each one, and yet, she hadn't found one from Aaran or Father yet.

Aaran smiled at each present she got, loving how her face lit up and hearing her voice thank each person. He sat back in his chair, mostly not moving, except his eyes. At last, she put the last one down, thanked the last person, and had a confused look on her face. He grinned and reached over the arm of his chair, picking up the jeweled box from the floor at his side. This was it... his present. He handed her the box, cherry wood, inlaid with emeralds.

Rea smiled as Aaran handed her the box, relief in her eyes, glad he hadn't forgotten her present. She stroked the box, savoring the texture of the inlaid emeralds against the cherry wood. She lifted the lid slowly.....

He watched as she ran her hands over the box. The rest of the guests had gone quiet, watching the Son of the house present his present. As she lifted the lid, Aaran's hands met hers and finished opening it for her. Inside, set in white silk, was a golden ring of metal with a large emerald gem in the front, silver lettering around the outside and a small clasp on the back. It read, "Reassiel, Forever His"

Rea smiled, tears springing to her eyes, and she looked at Aaran, not blinking them away. "It's beautiful, Aaran. Would you help put it around my neck?" She looked up at him, only those close to her seeing her love for him in her eyes. In the ten years she'd been raised by Father, as Aaran's sister, almost, she'd fallen hard for the quiet young man. But she couldn't say anything yet. Or at all, unless alone with him after this party. Though she didn't know that yet.

He nodded to her and reached into the box, bringing the golden collar out and unlatching it. There was a small padlock on the clasp, which he unlocked with a set of keys. He held it up for a moment to show to everyone, and then he stepped to her, and wrapped it around her neck. As it closed, he snapped it shut, and he smiled, "Forever mine..." he said, looking into her eyes.

Rea looked up at him, not really understanding what he meant by those words, and Father gave the servants the hand signal to do a quick clean of the table as Rea still looked up at Aaran, unable to look away from him. Father turned to them, "Rea, I have a little story to tell you before you get my present. It's time you learned a little about the family history. You see, my dear, when a girl turns sixteen in our family, the oldest son has a special task to do. He is to make sure she is ready to step in and fill a vital role in our family. So my present to you was given years ago, my son, Aaran. And now, I give him to you for this task. It's time you joined the women before you in the family path, Reassiel. It's time you learned how to please your new Master." He bowed, and smiled at the two of them, giving Aaran the signal to start Rea's training.

Aaran continued to gaze down at her for a long moment after his father had finished speaking. Then he smiled broadly, and set the box down in his chair. As he stood again, his eyes swept her body in the dress. He stepped closer and whispered, "Happy Birthday Rae" and he kissed her on the lips. His hands went to her waist, feeling the fabric of the gown under his hands, and her flesh beneath. He lifted her bodily, and sat her down on the end of the table.

Rea blushed at Father's words, looking up at Aaran, wondering what Father meant exactly. She soon found out as Aaran's lips met hers and he kissed her. A small tremor raced through her as she felt his hands sweeping around her waist. She gave a low gasp as he suddenly lifted her, her hands moving to his shoulders to hold on, even though it was a short trip from the floor to having her sitting on the table. Her eyes wide, she looked at Aaran, wondering what was going on. All she knew was his lips felt so good, so firm, pressed against hers.

Aaran released her lips from his for a moment, only to kiss her again, harder this time. The feeling of her lips against his made his entire body throb with love, anticipation, excitement, lust... His hands traveled down from her waist, across her legs and to the bottom of her full skirt. Sitting her on the edge of the table had already placed him between her legs, so he wouldn't have to spread them. His hands found the bottom of the skirt and slipped up inside it, running up her legs. His touch was firm, but gentle.

Rea took a breath as his lips left hers for a brief moment, then returned to hers, harder, forcing her to open her mouth, which she did, giving him access as she felt his hands sliding down her legs to the hem of her dress and then under, slowly moving up his length, sending more tremors through her, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she felt something inside her suddenly flare into a flame, one that would be hard to put out.

He felt her gasp against him and give in with her mouth, which he took full advantage of, pressing his tongue into her mouth. His hands didn't stop their upward movement, finding their way completely up her legs until they found her center. His hands played with her skin above her slit for a moment, and then a finger made it's way down her folds. He smiled into the kiss and opened his eyes to look at her. His other hand left her leg to unbuckle the front of his pants, and free his cock from it's confines.

Rea gave a low moan as she felt Aaran's tongue sweeping into her mouth, taking possession and control over her mouth while his hands slid further up her legs, over her thighs, making her tremble. Her eyes had closed, and then flew open again as she felt his hand over her slit, a finger running through it while his other hand moved to free his cock from his pants. Looking into Aaran's eyes, she pleaded with him, begging him not to do this; Especially not in front of other people. But inside, she wanted him, no matter what, she wanted him.

He finally released her mouth and looked deeply into her eyes before standing straight once more. Behind them, the entire crowd was quiet, except for a few whispers. Father remained standing where he was, smiling at the couple. Aaran's hands found their way behind her, to rest on her ass, which he used to pull her down the table a bit, until her slit was nearly touching the tip of his cock. His penis was rubbing against one of her legs. One of his hands slid farther up her dress, to caress one of her soft breasts, while the other slid up and down her asscrack. He smiled at her.

Rea looked up at him, her eyes wide, her head shaking slightly, saying no, though her slit was damp and burning hungry for him. "Aaran, please, don't... not here..." she whispered, too soft for anyone else to hear. Her body trembled as she felt his hands running back over her body again, not wanting to leave her alone.

Indeed, he couldn't leave her alone. She was his now, and he was going to show her that, albeit in a loving way. Her comment made him all the more ready to do the deed, and he leaned in for a whisper, "Rea... trust me..." and then he pulled her down farther. His cock was now pressing against her slit completely; ready to impale her to the hilt. He gave her right breast another squeeze, and then his hand on her ass pushed her down while he pumped his hips forward. His large member found her hole, and began to spread her tightness around itself.

Rea couldn't believe he was doing this, at her party, in front of everyone. She didn't realize this was completely normal for the entire country, and especially the family. That it was a ritual, similar to a wedding ceremony, binding her to Aaran completely. That in everyone's eyes, she was his bride and his slave at once. But he had asked her to trust him, and he'd never shown her he couldn't be trusted with anything she had to offer. So she trusted him, not fighting, but not helping yet. Her body trembled more as he slid her down more, pressing against her heated entrance, then pulled her to him as he thrust up into her, his hard length sliding easily into her entrance, only to find her hymen a little ways inside her.

Aaran bent to her neck and gave it a small nip, "Rea? do you love me? Do you trust me?" he asked her quietly, halting his thrust for a moment to wait for her reply. His hand continued to massage her breast, and his other hand her ass, but his cock was still.

Rea looked up at Aaran, seeing his warm brown eyes, almost losing herself in their depths, as she usually did. She saw the strong, firm features she grew up around, and had fallen in love with, and his long black hair, almost as long as hers, as most elves grew their hair long, like the Elidril. Her hands slid from her sides, up his arms, and slid over his shoulders, smiling at him as her eyes shown with her love for him. "Yes, Aaran. I love you. And I trust you," she said, loud enough for everyone to hear in the silence of the room.

With a nod, he accepted her answer, his eyes saying more than he did. He laid his head on her neck as he readied to force himself through her hymen and into her, taking her virginity. He could smell the perfumes from her bath, the lotions they used, but more than that, he could smell her. She had a certain smell that he had grown to know and love, from all the times he had hugged her, or cuddled her. He inhaled deeply, and then gave his hips a final thrust, tearing her hymen away as if it was nothing but a wisp of a spider web. As he did so, he nipped her ear and his hand tightened on her breast.

Rea arched her back, the rest of her body stiffening as he pushed forward, tearing through her hymen as his cock pushed deeper into her, hilting inside her. Her mouth opened and a low cry slipped from her, signaling to all the onlookers that the consummation of their 'marriage' was in fact taking place, and that she had been a virgin before Aaran took her. A flush crossed her cheeks as low murmuring could be heard rising from the onlookers as they discussed the deflowering of Reassiel, as if it wasn't continuing in front of them.

Aaran gave his own low groan as her inner walls clenched around his cock. He noticed her flushing both from her deflowering, and from the comments of the crowd behind them, and he shook his head, "it's alright... ". His hands left their places on her body and went to her back, helping him get leverage to begin thrusting into her faster and deeper. He grunted as he delivered a particularly hard thrust. His mouth latched onto hers again.

For Rea, the crowd soon became a thing of the past as her focus zeroed in on two things: The feel of Aaran inside her, stretching her young body around his thick shaft, and his lips against hers, to which she responded with her mouth opening, giving into him. Low moans slipped from her throat as he thrust into her, but that hard one was met with a low cry into his mouth.

He smiled against her mouth as she opened to him, He felt his tongue brush hers and he ran it around in circles. She moaned and cried into his mouth, and he just pressed herder, sealing her into him. He continued to give her long thrusts, grunting with her, and his hands again slid across her warm skin. This time though, they went for her clothes. He lifted the dress up her legs, and lifted her off the table to slip the dress off of her ass. Once it was free, he broke the kiss to begin lifting the dress off of her.

Rea kept moaning, feeling his tongue circling hers in her mouth, and hesitantly followed suit, her own circling against his, flicking out to lick at his before retreating to tease him a little. She was too lost in the building of the fire inside her that she barely registered Aaran lifting her from the table, her legs circling around his waist as he pulled her dress over her ass before setting her down again. This was the other part of the ritual, the revealing of the bride's body to the crowd of witnesses, so they knew she was without flaw. She heard the noise of the murmuring grow louder as her ass was revealed, but was too busy kissing Aaran to pay attention... at least until he started lifting her dress higher, and broke the kiss.

He lifted the white, sheer cloth over her beautiful breasts and to her underarms, "Rea... you have to lift your arms..." he whispered. His hips continued to thrust slowly, keeping them coupled together in the first of many intimate sexual episodes that they would have. His brown eyes watched her face, and his mouth was in a smirk... not a mean one, but a playful one. Personally, while he was extremely excited over the whole thing, he was also getting very warm in his black clothes, and sweat was beginning to bead on his forehead. Unfortunately, he thought, undressing the groom isn't part of the ceremony

Rea looked at Aaran, her eyes wide as she gave a nod, knowing things would be fine. She trusted Aaran and loved him with her whole heart. Slowly her arms lifted from around his neck, her blush deepening as he pulled the dress over her head. She wasn't comfortable being naked in front of all these people, who she felt were just here for her birthday, not realizing it was also her wedding as well. She'd always been considered too young for events like these, so she didn't know.

He tossed the dress behind him, into her chair, and took her chin in his hand, smiling at her. He knew that she loved him, knew that she trusted him, and he loved her in return. He kissed her lightly on the lips and then his hands traveled down, and one pressed her against him, the other rubbed her clit. The third part of the ceremony, of course, was for the groom to climax inside the bride, and then let the mixture of blood and cum stay in or on the bride's body until they were alone as a sign to all the guests that the consummation was complete. He knew that his climax was going to come quickly, now that she was naked, the whole situation was just too damn arousing. He focused entirely on her, though, determined to also bring her to a climax. He increased his speed.

Rea looked up at him, the murmuring behind them getting louder as the onlookers commented on the bride's body, but to her, the only thing that existed was Aaran. She licked her lips after he kissed her lightly, then let out a low moan as his hand found her clit and started rubbing, fanning the fire inside her to a raging inferno. She trembled in his arms, then felt herself tumble off the cliff, her orgasm sending her flying as she arched against him, crying out loudly in pleasure, her young body bucking gently against his and her walls clenched his length tightly.

Aaran knew that she was close when she moaned deeply as his hand found her clit. The men and women behind them began to get louder, and his hearing managed to catch a few words, "beautiful" "amazing"... He paid no attention... he didn't need to hear what they said. All he concentrated on was the fact that his bride had just reached her first orgasm. She clutched onto him, crying out. Her walls clenched him, making him groan as his own river burst it's boundaries and gushed out of him. His cum flowed into her, filling her hole and coming out a bit. It continued to throb for a good two minutes, gush after gush, before it finally stopped throbbing, and he sighed.

Rea looked into Aaran's eyes, ignoring everyone to focus on him, feeling the fire inside her subside as he came in her, filling her with his seed. She had a feeling that things were not over for her in this ritual, but also felt the rest would be done in private, away from prying eyes. But soon enough, the sounds in the room grew and she was again aware of the crowd that had watched Aaran deflower her on the great dining table, and blushed deeply.

He kissed her a final time and drew his fingertips across her cheek, then he lifted her off of his cock, and held her to him as he sat down in the chair at the end of the table, the one in the middle, that had been hers. He adjusted her so that she was sitting on his lap, off to one side, and facing out. His mouth was at her ear and he whispered, "love you Rea"

Rea's blush grew as Aaran sat with her in his lap, both her naked body and his bloodstained cock on display so later no one could say he hadn't followed the ritual to the letter, letting those in attendance see the evidence of her deflowering on both of them, and that for the time they were downstairs with the guests, his cum and her blood had remained inside her young, flawless body. She turned her head to snuggle into the crook of his neck and whispered softly, "I love you, Aaran. You are the master of my heart, and have been for a long time." Her words struck her, though, and she smiled, lifting her head a little as she whispered into his ear, "No... I don't love you, Aaran... I love you, Master Aaran." She was giving him everything in those words.

He laid his head over on hers, listening to the voices of the people and a few of them clapped as they finished. His right hand rested on her side and stomach, his left had hers clasped in it, their finger's intertwined. He smiled as she whispered into his ear, "And I love you Rea, I always will, no matter what else goes on... your my special girl... the collar signified that..." he paused as an elderly elf approached them, "Your lordship," he addressed Aaran, who raised his eyebrows, "Sire... i wish to bestow another gift, upon both of you... if I may be allowed to touch your new bride"

Aaran gave him a nod, and the elderly elf reached a finger down and ran it through the small stream of blood and cum leaking from her freshly deflowered slit. He lifted his hand and formed it into a fist, turning his back and holding his hand beneath his cloak. He whispered a few words in a foreign tongue and then turned around again. He brought his hands from his cloak holding three things. The first was a bracelet, a silver band with a pendant shaped like a teardrop filled with a swirl of red and white that constantly moved, as if it was filled with liquid. The second, a small statue, one of them standing together, her naked, him clothed. And the third, again of red and white, an exact replica of his cock, fashioned in what appeared to be glass.

Rea trembled as she felt the older elf slide his fingers through the blood and cum staining her thighs. The chant the elderly elf spoke caught her attention, the words being Elidril in origin. But even before that, one word he spoke had caught her attention. "Bride?" she whispered to Aaran, a little confused. She looked at the three items in the elderly male's hands and her mouth dropped open, looking at them, awed by the perfection in the creation of these items.

The elf kneeled and presented the items, "Take them sire, as gifts from my house to yours..." Aaran nodded to the elf, and took the three items, setting them in his lap so that Rea could look at them too. He heard the question that she asked him and he looked over to her, "Yes... the ceremony was not only for your birthday Rea... "

Rea leaned forward and offered the elderly elf her hand to help him rise again, always being one with a kind heart towards the elderly, and their stories and memories of the past. Then she leaned back and looked at the items a little more carefully, taking in the details. She looked up at Aaran and smiled. "Don't you think it would have been nice to tell me that this was for more than just my birthday, Master Aaran?" she whispered to him, her love shining brightly in her eyes.

Aaran nodded in thanks as Rae helped the elf to stand and he bowed again before walking away to take his seat. A few of the guests were just beginning to leave, and Father was saying the farewells. He looked down at her, seeing her warmth and love in her green eyes, "why would I do that" he asked with a playful smile, "It would spoil the surprise..." he licked her ear as he finished whispering.

Rea's long pointed ears twitched as he licked the tip after whispering why he hadn't told her what was going on beforehand, a low giggle slipping from her and she nodded in understanding. She gently lifted the red and white glass-like Aaran-shaped cock, and looked at him. "What is this for, Master Aaran?"

He let a chuckle escape his own lips at her giggle, and he licked the tip of her ear again, then looked down to where she was holding the glass object, "what do you think Rea? It's for when I'm not around and i let you have some fun by yourself... or if we are playing together and I want to use it on you." he winked... and then noticed something. Where her hand was touching it, it was glistening as if it was wet. He took it from her palm and ran his hand over it, letting out a low noise as it became wet from the heat of his hand, "This is indeed a gift..."

Rea blushed at his word, then licked his lips lightly. "I hope I don't have to use it much by myself, Master Aaran," she whispered to him. Then she picked up the statue and looked at it, seeing how others saw her tonight. "Let me guess, this is to commemorate our union, Master Aaran?"

He nodded, "yes it is... Lord Granth has given us some very valuable gifts." he paused and nibbled her neck, "oh, and earlier you asked if you were my bride? You are, but this was for far more than that... but I'll tell you all later" he said, his hand on her stomach rubbing back and forth.

He had her curiosity spiked and she couldn't wait for the rest of the guests to leave so she could find out what he meant. But she had learned patience a while back and knew better than to rush things. Finally, she picked up the bracelet with the teardrop pendant and looked at him. "And what does this do, Master Aaran?"

"I imagine that it is also to commemorate our union... I believe it contains the combination of your blood and my juice that he collected from your thigh...perhaps it has other uses... but I'm not sure." he looked at it closely, "Shall we put it on you?" he said, holding it up.

She offered her wrist to him to put it on, smiling up at him. "Yes, Master Aaran," she whispered, leaning her head on his shoulder, a low, content noise slipping from her. She watched as he put it on her, and the swirling combination moving a little faster.

As they sat there together, her head on his shoulder, and his head on hers, he simply enjoyed having her close to him as he never had before. He loved the feel of her tucked under him, protected by him, always his. Most of the guests had left as they were talking, and as the last couple passed their father, he waved for the servants to close the door. He walked down the length of the table, stopping to sit on the end, "Well... that's it, the party is over..." he looked at them, "Or maybe it's just beginning?" he winked, "Ah well, I'm going to my study... and I'm sure you two have some place you want to go... did you have a good party Rea?"

Rea smiled and nodded. "I did, Father. Thanks to you and Aaran. And Father, thank you for my best birthday present ever." She looked up at Aaran, adoration in her eyes. She was more than ready to retire with her new husband.

Father nodded and smiled happily, His son was finally married... finally ready to collect his harem and move on as head of the house when he turned over the 'reigns' to him. He went through a door in the side of the hall and disappeared. Aaran kissed Rea's ear again, and then lifted her, one hand under her back and one under her legs. He walked smoothly but at a moderate pace, gently cradling her in his arms. He mounted the grand staircase, turned at the top, and entered the suites of rooms that were the private domain of the family. He followed the molded halls with the precision that only comes to one that has lived there his whole life. He reached the door to his room, nudged the door open with his foot, and then closed it behind him. The room was already lighted, no doubt by the maids in preparation for their arrival. He carried her directly to the bed and sat her down before slipping his shirt over his head and flopping down next to her with a sigh that spoke of extreme contentment.

Rea held the statue and red and white cock in her lap as Aaran carried her up to their new room together, Aaran's room. She gave a soft purr as he opened, then closed the door with his foot and carried her to the bed, and pulled his shirt off. Her fingers ran over his chest lightly as she leaned closer to him and licked his chest lightly.

Aaran tossed his hair behind his head and laughed as she licked him. He played with her hair, and sighed. Alone at last with her, his very own, "Rea?" he whispered, "You still curious or did you just want to play some more?" he laughed.

She looked up at him and smiled, a happy sigh slipping from her as he played with her hair. "Both, Aaran. But we have the rest of our lives to play and explore and sate my curiosity. But we only have one wedding night."

He gave a chuckle and nodded, "Of course! in that case I need to lose these!" he said, slipping his pants down toward his ankles and kicking them off. "now I'm ready" he said with a bit of a wolfish grin, "Are you?"

Rea sat up, placing the cock and statue on the nightstand, then grinned back at him, crawling up his bed, her pert little rear wiggling at him. "Always, Aaran."

"Oh you think so?" he asked with a smirk. He rolled his shoulders, and then pounced on her from behind, grabbing her about her middle, his hands on her breasts, his cock rubbing along her pussy. He nipped the tip of one of her ears, "You sure you're ready?"

Her back arched as he reached around her and grabbed her breasts while rubbing his cock against her wet slit. "Mmmm, Aaran, please, love... please take me... I want to feel you inside me again."

"Well... I guess you are.... I may not be so gentle this time though" he whispered as he licked her ear. He reached down for a moment to line his cock up with her hole directly, and then his hand was back on her breast again. He lost no time in burying himself into her, this time doggy style, and he growled in her ear as he penetrated, "So love... this good?"

Her back arched as she cried out, feeling him filling her, taking her as she'd asked..no, pleaded. Just being with him kept the fire inside her, the one he'd created, going, the one she knew would never die. She would always love him. She felt him sliding deep into her, hilting her with one stroke of his cock. "Oooo, Aaran.... so good, love.... so good..."

He licked her neck and began to drive his cock into her at a rapid pace. Faster, yes... rougher, hell yes... even more loving... definitely. There was no one else in the world as far as he was concerned. She was the only one for him, and he was going to make sure she knew it, if she didn't already. His hands claimed their hold on her breasts, clamping down on her sensitive nipples, and his cock hit her cervix with almost every thrust.

Rea moaned and cried out softly, every sound one of pleasure as her husband fucked her, making her ride on the pleasure train a longer one this time. It built slower, the harder, rougher thrusts driving her higher and higher as he moved inside her.

Aaran's cock drove into her with a rhythmic squelching sound, driving his senses up, and he could tell it made her even more hot and wet. He was going to keep her going as long as possible this time, make her have as many orgasms as she could. He licked down her spine, and his fingers gave a twist to her nipples. Her husband was going to keep her in heaven, keep the fire burning...

Rea moaned as he thrust into her wet slit, the soft squelching noise just making her grow wetter as her husband's cock made her moan. If it hadn't been the fact that their first time was in front of everyone, she would have enjoyed it much more. But this time, they were in the privacy of their room, and she gave a low cry as he twisted her nipples and licked down her spine, her body trembling. "Oh, gods, Aaran... This feels even more amazing.."

He felt her tremble beneath him, and his cock throbbed at the vibrations. He heard her moan, and began thrusting faster than he had. The new sensations cause him to moan himself, and he knew that unless he did something, he would be cumming soon. Knowing this, he decided to surprise her. On the next thrust he pulled completely out of her and slid his hands down from her breasts to her hips. Using he new leverage, he flipped her to the side, then lifted one of her legs so that it was up and the knee was over his shoulder. This put his cock back in line with her pussy, and he instantly pressed back in, not able to stand being separated from her for long.

The new position enabled Rea to feel his cock inside her at a different angle than before, and caused her to moan loudly. Her first, and only, love was showing her new ways to please him, and she would remember everything. Including how it made her feel. The public sex earlier had been amazing, but this.... being alone with her new husband was even more amazing, taking her to new heights of pleasure. But in this position, she couldn't do much to encourage her lover, her husband, other than moan and cry out with pleasure.

Her moans and cries were enough for him however, he needed no more encouragement than that. Just the sight of her body in that position, trembling as his cock speared her, knowing that she was moaning because of him, was enough to almost make him cum. He licked her leg where it was next to his head, and while one hand was holding her leg, the other flew to her clit, pressing into it with one fingernail on the tip.

She moaned for him as he licked her leg, holding it against him with one hand, while his other flew to her clit. She felt his fingernail pressing against her sensitive clit and gave a low cry, her tremors getting stronger as jolts of pleasure raced through her body, sending her into another orgasm. "Aaran!!" she cried out in bliss, her juices coating his cock as he buried himself in her over and over.

He felt her cum, felt her clench around him, felt her juice cover him. As if the sensations alone weren't enough, what pushed him over his own cliff was her scream, calling his name, screaming for him. He released her leg, letting it flop to the side, and he fell on top of her as his own climax came, his cum again filling her pussy , his cock still buried deep within her. Because of his position, his head ended up between her breasts, and he gasped, "Rea... gods Rea..."

Rea's arms rose and slipped around him, holding him to her, feeling him filling her with his seed. She tilted her head down and gently placed a kiss on his forehead. "I love feeling you cumming in me, Aaran. And I truly meant what I said earlier about you being the Master of my heart. And now, my body as well."

The young man smiled with just a hint of weariness on his face, "Rea, there is no feeling like cumming in you... and I promise to you now... I will ALWAYS protect you, ALWAYS love you..." he sighed, and kissed both of her breasts, nuzzling them before bucking his hips out of her and crawling up to his normal position, his head above her. It was his turn to pull her close, "Rea... you understand that the ceremony wasn't only a wedding... you are also legally my slave now... the first of a harem"

Rea froze, looking at him for a minute before saying, "Slave, Aaran? And if I'm the first, does that mean you marry the others? Or am I your only bride? And among the harem you'll be building, will I be the one to handle most of the issues? Or will I have no say over the other girls?" To someone who didn't know her, these would be foolish questions, but she was serious, wanting to know exactly how and where she would fit in. It was something left over from the attack that had killed her parents before Father rescued her and brought her here.

He looked back at her, knowing that she was serious with her questions, knowing that she was probably a bit confused, "Yes, Rea, Slave... Slave meaning that I can do anything i want to you or with you, and no one can oppose my will, because I own you. But I love you Rea, and I swear that I shall always treat you as more than a slave...you are my wife." he kissed her tenderly on the forehead, then, "I will not marry the others, You are my only bride... they will be but slaves, although I will have sex with them too. And as my wife and bride, you will have some authority, but must still, of course, default to me.... In the eyes of others, you may be on the same level as the rest of the harem, even if you are my bride."

His words reassured her and she nodded. "Then from now on, unless we are alone or with Father, I will call you Master or Master Aaran. But alone, I would like to still be able to call you Aaran." She lay on his chest, lightly running a finger over his chest. "And I love you, Aaran. And I always will. And I can promise you, I will never do anything to bring shame to the family." She stretched against him, kissing his lips lightly. "I haven't seen Voran today, Aaran, and he usually comes to see me. Is he ok?"

"of course you may call me Aaran" he said, "I wouldn't have it any other way..." he felt her tracing her fingers around his muscles on his chest, and he hummed a bit. Then she asked about Voran. Voran was his pet wolf, aside from the family dogs of course, which there were many. He had saved Voran when he was a pup from being eaten by a large bear, and the wolf had attached itself to him. He had trained it, molded it, until it was his own personal pet, it wouldn't listen to anyone else in fact. It knew family of course, Rea and Father, and it tolerated the servants, but no stranger could get close to him. "Voran? oh, he's fine... I kept him locked in the other room during the party because of all the guests, and he's getting remarkably good at opening closed doors." He chuckled lightly, "If I let him out, he'll probably smell me on you and lick you to death" he grinned.

She nuzzled his chest lightly, licking his nipple with her moist tongue. "Well, why don't we let him out, Aaran? I mean, he knows me, and I'm going to be spending more time around you, so it might be a good idea if he got used to me being in here early on."

He chuckled as her tongue tickled his nipple and he rolled away from her. He stood at the edge of the bed and walked over to a door to another room, where he kept Voran. He unlocked it and pushed the door open, then kneeled, calling to him, "Voran boy... get out here!" There was a scuffing sound and then the large black and silver wolf bounded out of the room and straight into Aaran's arms. Aaran laughed as the canine licked his face. The wolf sniffed and suddenly turned toward the bed, growling loudly as he saw her on it. Then he seemed to realize who it was, and jumped directly onto the bed, licking Rea's face.

Rea giggled and tumbled with Voran, her hands scritching his ears and neck. A few of his licks caused his tongue to slid into her mouth, and with the first, she froze a moment, before relaxing. Voran wouldn't hurt her, she knew, and he was only excited about being out of the room he'd been locked in and all the guests out of the house. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she nuzzled into his neck, then let go of him, letting him smell her all over.

Aaran came to sit on the bed as he let Voran play with Rea. The wolf gave a "ruff" as she hugged him and then licked her face again before he began to sniff at her incessantly. His wet nose sniffed her neck and down her chest, smelling Aaran on her skin and trying to figure out why she smelled like him. His sensitive nose also hadn't missed the fact that the smell of rampant sex and hormones was in the air, and being an animal, his cock was reacting, although slowly. He licked each of her breasts where Aaran had kissed, and then licked her stomach as he moved lower.

Rea gave a low moan as Voran sniffed and licked her, going from face to neck to chest then stomach, her body quivering. She tried to remain, more or less, upright, but as Voran licked lower on her, she lay back, her arms falling to her sides, though she felt she should cover up. She turned to look at Aaran, her love for him in her eyes.

Aaran winked at her and bent to kiss her on the lips, scooting closer so that he was right next to her head. Voran, meanwhile, had finally discovered where the center of the smell he was looking for could be found. His nose brushed over her pubic areas, and then down over her clit while his tongue lashed out to taste the juices flowing freely from her slit.

Rea's eyes widened as she felt Voran licking her, his tongue lapping up Aaran's seed and her juices from her slit, while his nose brushed against her clit, making her moan loudly, her legs parting to let him lick some more. Most people would see what was happening as wrong, but she was not most people, she was Elidril, and she was her lover's slave bride. She didn't know, though, what her Master had planned for her....

Aaran ran a hand through her hair as she shuddered and moaned from Voran's attention, "Since he likes it, why don't you roll over and give him a better angle..." he whispered into her ear, nibbling on the end. Voran was still happily licking, but had his head at an awkward angle for doing it.

Rea nodded, scooting up a little and pulling away from Voran, then rolling over and got to her hands and knees, spreading her legs enough for him to find the right angle to lick her. Her body trembled as Aaran nibbled on her ear tip. He knew how sensitive she was to that.

He not only knew how sensitive, he loved to play with that sensitivity. He licked her ear from top to bottom as she trembled. Voran backed up away from her as she turned over, and then when she had finished, he managed to come around directly behind her and instantly pressed his nose against her slit, licking and probing her folds with his tongue. His cock was growing rapidly now, this was a female, and she was definitely ready to mate.

Rea trembled from both Aaran licking her ear and Voran licking her slit. The sensations made her moan and cry out in pleasure as the two males licked her most sensitive, most private places, and she was soon writhing in pleasure, on the brink of another orgasm.

Aaran stopped licking her ear, and looked back at Voran. Seeing that the wolf's cock had come out of it's sheath, and knowing that he was going to mate Rea, after All Aaran had trained him for that too... He looked back at her and whispered, "Rea... there is something else about Voran... you see... he's going to be very special to you too..." The wolf increased it's licking, and then stepped back for one second.

Rea gave a soft whimper as Aaran stopped licking her ear and Voran stopped licking her slit. The licking had driven her to the edge, and now she came down some and looked up at Aaran. "He is already special to me, my love."

He raised his eyebrows, "even..." as he began, Voran suddenly mounted her, coming up to rest on her back, with his cock between his legs pointing at her pussy, rubbing on the very outside, "more special..." Aaran finished. Voran wiggled his hips, and got ready to thrust.

Rea's eyes widened and she looked over her shoulder at Voran, then back at Aaran. "What's Voran doing?"

Aaran opened his mouth to answer, when Voran decided he had had enough waiting. He thrust his hips forward, slamming his cock fully into her waiting and slick pussy. His cock slipped through her folds, down her tunnel, and almost into her cervix before the wolf began retreating and forcing his way back in. Aaran took Rea's head in his hands, "He's mating you Rea...This is another thing that will be happening..."

Rea let out a cry as Voran thrust into her, filling her tight young pussy with his hard cock, driving into her, then pulling out only to drive back in. She looked up at Aaran, confusion in her green eyes as well as her love for him, and the pleasure that had built up before returning inside her.

Aaran hated to confuse Rea, he wanted to explain it all, but decided that it would be best to let Voran finish his ravaging of her pussy before trying to talk to her. After all, he doubted that the pleasure running through her would let her speak much. Still, he had to do something to let he know that it was ok. He bent low, looked into her eyes deeply, and placed a kiss directly on her lips. As he pulled away, he stroked her ears and whispered, "everything will be ok"

The feeling of her ears being stroked sent a thrill of pleasure through her as Voran kept thrusting into her, driving deep into her tight pussy. Rea looked into Aaran's eyes, then gave him a slight nod, understanding that he would tell her when Voran was done. The two of them had always been able to understand each other, even if they didn't speak. It was as if they were two halves of one soul or mind. But she hadn't been created by his father for him, just found and raised with him, knowing him on every level, just as he knew her. This marriage just cemented their relationship for life.

Aaran knew that she understood, he didn't know how, he just knew. He saw her give in more fully to Voran as the wolf's thrusts began to shorten and become more like jabs. Suddenly, there was a swelling at the base of his cock, where he was inside her. He stopped moving and for a few moments the only sound in the room was his panting and their breathing. Then his cock began to jump inside of her, pouring his own sperm on top of his master's inside the willing slit before him. He gave Rea a few licks to her back as his body continued to fill her with several more jabs before it stopped pumping and he was left coupled to her by his knot.

Rea gave a low cry as Voran's seed filled her, unaware that all the seed, both Aaran's and Voran's, was finding fertile eggs inside her, and joining with them. She was pregnant, not just with Aaran's child, but also Voran's pups. The teardrop on her bracelet swirled faster, indicating that she'd conceived, though neither Aaran nor Rea knew what the swirling did, just what it came from, her blood and his cum.

Aaran ran his fingers through her gorgeous green hair, soothing her as she moaned and cried out. He patted Voran on the head and then the large animal began to wiggle his hips out of Rea, pulling the knot out and stretching her pussy wide. Finally, he managed to pop free, and the mixture of cum flowed out of her hole, running down her pussy and thighs in thick rivulets. Voran barked once, happily, and jumped off the bed to curl up and lick his shaft off. Aaran smiled down at her and pulled her up into a hug.

Rea snuggled against Aaran's chest, her body spent from all the excitement of the day. She lay her head against his shoulder as her eyes closed and she tried to catch her breath. Her cheek rubbed against his shoulder as she whispered, "What was that about, my love?"

He laid back himself and sighed deeply, cuddling her with his hands wrapped around her soft skin. He closed his own eyes and then opened them to stare at the ceiling. "well, Rea, love... several things I suppose..." he smiled, "first, he was officially accepting you as part of the 'pack'. Plus, it was the first of many breeding sessions you'll have with him because, yes Rea, I believe you can have puppies" He smiled at her, "And I think it is incredibly exciting to see you fucked by him" he kissed her, full of tenderness, "I should have told you sooner..."

Rea looked up at Aaran, then down at Voran, taking in Aaran's words. "I guess it's too late for me to say no," she said on a soft giggle. "It was a good thing I enjoyed it too, my love. And now that I know it turns you on to watch Voran mating with me, I won't hold back next time. I always wondered what it would feel like to be ravaged by a large wolf, and now I know."

He chuckled with her, "I'm glad you did enjoy it... i wouldn't force you to if you didn't..." He rubbed her head and kissed her cheek, "although you know... Puppies bred by a woman will be extremely valuable." He sighed and laid his head back, "I'm tired..." he tickled her ear, "are you?"

Rea nodded, trying to hide her small yawn. "It's be a long, exciting, wonderful day, my love, and I hate to see it end, but all the extra activity has me a bit worn down. If you agree, my wonderful, darling husband, I think it would be best for us to retire for the night."

His eyes closed as he nodded and clasped one of her hands in his, "Well my beautiful wife," he yawned himself, "I do agree with you, Although for me, the extra activity wasn't as much of a surprise, "he laughed, his voice showing his happiness and contentment, he scooted lower so that his head was on one of the pillows, and drew her down next to him.

Rea snuggled next to him, but she'd always been a stomach sleeper, and she shifted to lay on his chest, her head tucked up under his as her legs splayed to either side of him, making it easier for him in the morning when he went to wake her up.

He put his arm on her back, snuggling her head under his chin. His other hand rested on the outer thigh of her leg that was over him. He sighed once more, and closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep. Voran watched them and then got up, padded around the bed, and laid himself across the doorway, making sure that no one would disturb them.

Rea also fell asleep, but being unused to sleeping with someone else, woke a couple times during the night, making sure who she was in bed with before falling asleep again. But her moments of wakefulness were never enough to wake Aaran or alarm Voran. But each time she looked at her bracelet and noted the faster swirling of the red and white liquids in it. She made a note to show it to Aaran in the morning.

Aaran woke the next morning, and yawned, lifting his arms to stretch as he normally would. The first thing he noticed, of course, was that he was sleeping with Rea, and that Rea had moved just a bit, and had one of her arms clasping his. He couldn't move it without waking her, so he kept it still. He looked down at her, sleeping peacefully, her breathing slow and deep. He smiled at her, wonderful, beautiful her. He snuggled his nose into her hair and smelled her. The second thing he noticed, was that her slit still had a bit of wetness on it, the amount of fluid not letting it completely dry the night before, and that his cock was hard. A smile crept it's way to his lips, and he rotated his hips a bit, to align himself with her welcoming hole. Gently, he eased his tip inside her.

Rea moaned softly, still sleeping as Aaran slid inside her, and shifted her hips slightly, taking a little more of his length inside her.

He welcomed her adjusted angle, and rolled his hips, wiggling the cock in farther, before raising them slowly to push himself deeper into her. He looked over at Voran for a moment, who was already looking at him. Aaran nodded toward the floor to ceiling curtains that hung over the window, and the wolf languidly got up, padded across the floor, and pulled the drapes open, throwing light through the glass and onto the bed. Aaran nodded at the welcome sign that it was indeed morning, and he placed his hands to her hips to steady her as he pushed in even farther, careful not to go too fast with his sleeping beauty.

Rea gave another moan, the soft sound encouraging her husband to take advantage of her wet, hot slit, and as Voran opened the curtains, her eyes scrunched up and she gave a little groan, not wanting to wake up just yet. She snuggled against her mate, her lover, and tried to block out the light. Another moan slipped from her as his hands slide to her hips and held her steady as he pushed up with his hips, sliding deep into her.

The moans of pleasure from his new wife made Aaran all the more excited and ready to wake her up in a special way. He began to pump his hips up and down inside her, shoving himself deep and pulling back almost to the tip. His hands on her hips slid to her ass, moving the soft flesh between his hands.

His thrusts into her did what he wanted them to do, they woke her, low moans slowly getting louder yet more breathless as she blinked a couple times, her eyelashes brushing against his skin before she lifted her head to look him in the eyes. A soft smile crossed her lips as she moaned and shifted her hips a little against him.

He smiled at her, feeling her wake and seeing her look at him. Her hips wiggled, sending sensations across his dickhead and making him moan as well. His hands found their way to her breasts, and he brushed his fingers across her skin. With a grunt, he picked up his pace, hoping that they could cum together.

Her back arched, keeping their lower bodies connected tightly and freeing her breasts for his hands to play with them. She turned to look at Voran and got an idea. Her husband liked when she was Voran's bitch and getting bred by the large wolf. Maybe he would like this. "Voran, come here, sweetie," she cooed, licking her lips slightly as her hips rocked against her lover's.

Aaran began to play with her breasts as soon as she freed them from his chest. He gave her a slightly confused look as she called Voran over, but said nothing, waiting to see what she was planning.

She smiled down at Aaran and leaned down to give him a good morning kiss, then sat back up some as Voran jumped up on the bed and she turned to him, licking his nose submissively. Her hands rubbed the wolf, slowly moving to his sheath, stroking him, wanting to get him hard and out of his sheath.

Aaran kissed her back, and then rested his head on the pillow as Voran hopped up on the bed and vibrated the mattress, at which point he laughed. He decided to let her show him what she would do, giving her control of the situation a moment. Voran cocked his head to the side as she kissed him on the nose, and licked her face. His nose twitched, again smelling the heat and odors of sex, and her ministrations caused his cock to begin hardening.

She gave a satisfied murr as she felt Voran's cock hardening under her ministrations, and ducked her head down, moving her mouth to the tip of his sheath, her hands still stroking him as she licked the visible tip of his cock, and tasted her first cock.

Aaran chuckled as she moved her head down and licked the tip of Voran's cock as it came out of the sheath, "How does it taste?" he kidded. Voran ruffed as he felt her lick him, and looked underneath to see what she was doing. After he saw her, he moved his hips a bit, making his cock come out of it's sheath more.

Rea smiled, looking at Aaran, and when Voran looked, at him. "Voran tastes good, Aaran. I figured I ought to give to both my pack alphas at once. After all, I do have more than just my pussy to play with and I figure if you like watching him mounting and breeding me, you should like watching me suck on him, too," she said softly, then slipped her lips around the wolf's cock and started sucking on him while her husband thrust up into her.

Voran felt her mouth close around his shaft and his instinct's kicked in, he began to thrust himself into her mouth and throat, as if he were fucking her. Aaran groaned as he watched her suck his wolf, he did indeed love to see her suck him, almost as much as he liked to watch him fuck her. Aaran increased his own speed, fucking her pussy nice and hard. His hands twisted her nipples as he fucked her.

Rea moaned as Voran started thrusting into her mouth, his cock emerging further to slide more of him into her mouth, soon pushing at the back of her throat, then down into it as she sucked him. Her tight pussy dampened as Aaran fucked her, his thrusts gaining in force and speed as he watched her sucking off her four legged mate as her two legged one took her slit. Her back arched as she moaned, feeling her lover playing with her breasts as she sucked his wolf off. Both males were her alphas, and she knew it. But she loved both of them, and loved being fucked by both of them. So why not show her love by sucking her wolf mate while her Elven mate fucked her?

To Aaran at that moment, there was nothing better than the feelings of seeing her suck off his wolf, and get fucked by himself at the same time. They were dominating her, yes, they were both her masters... but she loved them, and wanted it. Aaran slid one hand off of her breasts and down to her ass, using it to force her down on him harder as he bucked into her. His fingers played along her crack, and around her asshole. He looked at her, "You like this Rea? You like being fucked while you suck?" He had a mischievous look in his eye, he knew her answer, but he wanted her to say it.

Rea couldn't speak, not with Voran's cock buried in her mouth and throat. So she did the next best thing. She nodded, moaned, and wiggled against Aaran, making his cock shift inside her. Her walls clenched around Aaran's cock, teasing him, as his hand slid to her ass and pushed her down harder against him and played around her tight little asshole.

"I'll take that as a yes" he said, feeling her tensing around his cock. He brought his hips up to meet hers on her next bob, forcing his cock into her pussy far enough that it hit her cervix. Voran's cock came to it's fullest length, and his knot swelled to it's full size. The wolf was panting, and bucking his hips against her mouth. Aaran's hand on her ass helped to force her farther down each thrust, and his finger began to press against her ring.

Rea let out a louder moan as Aaran pressed against her cervix and his finger pressed against her tight anal ring, demanding entrance to her last untouched hole. She sucked harder on Voran's cock as he thrust into her mouth and throat, his thick lupine meat filling her tiny mouth as his knot formed just outside her lips, beating against them for entrance to her warm, moist cavern.

Aaran knew that he was very close to cumming, and he looked up to where Voran was pounding her mouth, forcing his cock down into her throat. From the state of his cock, he knew that the wolf was going to cum also, any minute. Aaran switched his hand from her ass to between his legs, where he found her pussy and rubbed her clit as hard as he could. Voran suddenly tensed, and his seed began to shoot out into her mouth.

Rea moaned as Aaran slipped his hand from her ass and started rubbing her clit, making her tremble on him. She felt Voran tensing a moment before his cum shot into her mouth and down her throat, cumming so much she had no choice but to swallow down his seed. Her walls clenched hard around Aaran, her own orgasm hitting her as she was swallowing Voran's seed, her juices splashing against Aaran's cock as she gurgle-cried out around Voran's cock.

He moaned as he saw her swallowing down Voran's seed, and she went into the throes of her own orgasm. As her walls clenched him, his own orgasm rose, and he couldn't stop it if he wanted too. He gave a cry and humped up into her, releasing his own cum into her waiting depths.

Rea moaned around Voran's cock as she felt her lover, her Master, her husband, filling her with his seed. Her back arched and pushed her pelvis against his as she didn't want to lose a drop of his seed. Slowly she pulled back, her mouth sucking the last of the wolf's seed from him, licking the tip of his shaft before lifting her face. She smiled at the wolf, scritching behind his ears as she murmured, "Good morning, Voran." Then she leaned down and licked her husband's lips, love shining in her eyes. "Good morning, Aaran, my love, my Master."

Aaran moaned as she shoved her pussy against his groin, sealing them together in their climax. He sighed as his body came down from the high of his orgasm, and as she licked him, he grabbed her tongue in his lips for a moment before releasing and kissing her, "Morning Beautiful, for that you are Rea" he said to her, meaning every word. His eyes shone with love, and then he looked at Voran, who was watching them, "Good Boy" The wolf barked and licked their faces before jumping off the bed and going about his morning routine of smelling the entire room for anything new. Aaran hugged Rea and slipped out of her, holding her in his embrace.

Rea smiled a his words, and leaned her head on his shoulder as he got out of bed, still holding her in his arms. She knew this week, their first as husband and wife as well as Master and slave would be a wonderful week, spent learning each other's bodies fully, and for her, the duties her husband and Master expected of her, including her breeding for Voran. Every morning, if she woke after Aaran, he was deep inside her and she sucked Voran off. But if she woke before him, she slipped her mouth over her husband's shaft, waking him with her mouth, and he would call Voran up to mount her. They only left the room to eat dinner, but even Father was absent on those times, giving them their 'honeymoon'. It wasn't until the last day of their first week together that things changed. They'd risen in the morning, and Rea felt a little off.

Aaran had awoken, and Rea was not in bed, she was standing near the window, looking out. He watched her for a moment, to see if she noticed that he was awake, and then he kicked his legs out of the bed and quietly crossed to her. Voran was laying in the corner, watching them both, but not moving save for his ears, eyes, and tongue. Aaran moved up behind her and wrapped his hands around her , under her breasts, "Rea? Are you alright?"

Rea leaned back against Aaran for a moment, then her eyes widened and she slipped from his arms to run to the chamber pot, bent over and threw up. She gave Aaran a look, whispered "Water," then threw up again.

Aaran nodded and quickly went to the side-table, pouring a glass of water from the pitcher kept there. He brought it over to her, laying a hand on her back and rubbing, worried about what was happening to her.

Rea, arched into his hand as he rubbed her back, the feeling helping her as she took a sip, swished it around, then spit it out into the chamber pot. She did that a few times before actually taking a drink of the water. She lifted her hand, the one that had the bracelet on her wrist, and the two colors had combined in a violent swirling. "I think I know what this bracelet is for, Aaran. And truly, nothing is wrong with me. But I will be sick every morning for a week or two." She looked over at Voran, and smiled, calling him over, hoping he would listen to her like he did Aaran.

Aaran could not hide the worry in his eyes as she finally looked at him and told him that she would be ok, but sick for a while. He looked into her eyes, "What do you mean Rea? your sure your alright? I can get a doctor." Voran looked at her when she called, and plodded over, sitting next to Aaran, his head cocked to look at her.

Aaran smiled and hugged both of them. "I'm sure, my love. And in a few months, you'll be a father. Both of you will be. I'm pregnant. And I'm not sure, but I think I'm having puppies and a baby. You can get me a doctor if you want to confirm, though, Aaran. And the doctor would tell if I'm having puppies as well."

Aaran's face went blank for a moment as her words hit home. Voran looked over at him, and then at her, licked her face and wiggled free from her embrace, walking back to his corner to lay down, panting. Aaran was still silent, and then he broke into a smile, "Pregnant? A baby?" his grin widened and he hugged her, "Oh Rea! Already? And Puppies?" He pulled away from her for a moment, staring with love into her eyes, his hand running across her jaw and lips, his face wearing an expression of awe, "gods Rea..."

Rea blushed, hugging him back, then kissed his hand as it ran over her lips. "There's not other reason for me to be throwing up, Aaran, and I just feel like staying in bed today. If you don't mind, that is. And I'm not a hundred percent certain about the puppies yet. But as I said, a doctor could confirm everything. But from the feel of things, I'm going to be giving birth in about two months. And you know elves, and from what I've read up on, Elidril as well, take about seven months to have babies. That's why I think I'm having puppies as well. I bet even that nice elderly elf, Lord whatshisname, the one who gave us this bracelet at our wedding could tell us as well."

Aaran gazed into her face, feeling her lips brush his fingers, and he listened to what she said. It only made sense of course, but he almost couldn't believe that she would be pregnant already. He nodded, "Lord Granth... I'm sure he could tell... he is half Elidril you know, and skilled in many things. I will have Father send a message to him immediately!" he gave a nod and kissed her on the lips, "Of course you can stay in bed... I'll insist..." he stood and helped her over to the bed, gently putting her in it and covering her with a light sheet. "I can't believe it Rea... and Voran will be happy too..." he turned to leave the room and talk with his father, but when he got to the door, he turned to Voran, "Watch her Boy... I'll be back soon." Voran looked at his master, and bobbed his head, like a nod, then moved over to lay by the side of the bed closest to Rea, laying his head in his paws. Aaran nodded and with a giddiness that he didn't usually have, walked out of the room.

Rea let out a soft giggle as Aaran left and looked down at Voran. "I bet the maids are getting a kick out of this, Voran. He's so happy, he forgot to pull on a pair of pants." And soon they heard some of the maids squealing as they caught sight of his naked glory. Of course, Father's suite of rooms wasn't too far down the hall, and the noise the maids were making had caught his attention. He opened the door and looked out. "Aaran, what's got you this excited that you forgot to get dressed?"

Aaran dashed out into the hall, heading down to his father's rooms. He hadn't gotten more than a few steps from his door, when a fit of giggles broke out behind him. He spun to see the maids standing there, hands over their mouths, laughing. He looked at them for a moment, and then at himself, realizing that he hadn't gotten dressed. With a chuckle and a huff, he ran to his father's room. The maids followed him, laughing all the way, and when he got there, his father was looking out the door asking what was going on. Aaran's face was aglow with happiness and he put his hands on his father's shoulders, "Father! Rea's pregnant!! She thinks its a baby and puppies! Please call for Lord Granth, I know he can confirm her Pregnancy!"

Father looked at Aaran for a minute, uncomprehending, then realization dawned on his face. "Rea's pregnant? That is wonderful, Aaran! Come in while I write the missive to Lord Granth. This will go by falcon wing to him. Tell me, when do you think she conceived the baby and puppies? I didn't know you'd put her to breed with any of the dogs." He moved to his desk, and wrote out the missive, asking for Lord Granth's presence and his perceptiveness in a matter that had come up. Father was no dullard to detail the information in the missive, knowing others may see it.

Aaran followed his father into the room, closing the door behind him, shutting out the Maids and their giggling. He ran a hand through his hair as his father questioned him. "I don't know father, but it can only have been the wedding night..." he sat on the corner of his Father's bed while he wrote. "She bred with Voran Father... he will most likely be the only dog that i'll have her breed with. She's almost as much his as mine." He smiled softly and became quiet as his father finished the letter. "Father? Is there any danger to Rea if she is pregnant with Puppies?" he turned to look out the window of his father's room, his face bearing the mark of concern.

Father looked at Aaran and shook his head. "That is one thing I don't know, Aaran. But Lord Granth should know. I never had a harem of my own, nor have I tried to breed females to wolves before. But I believe Lord Granth might have in his younger years. Maybe it takes Elidril blood and not elven blood. I just don't have those answers. I would suggest that you not have her do anything strenuous until we know. I'd hate to lose Rea." Father walked to the window, and removed a hood from a large falcon. He fastened the missive on the falcon's leg, then whispered something. The falcon hopped up on his arm, and Father carried him to the window and opened it, sending the falcon into the air.

Aaran remained quiet as his father spoke, his eyes moving aimlessly around the room, his mind thinking. He couldn't bear to lose Rea... he didn't know what he would do if he did... His heart ached at the thought of spending a minute without knowing she was alright. He shook his head, "We will just have to wait for Lord Granth then..." he whispered, "I know that female and animal breeding is something that is not common, which is why the offspring will be extremely valuable. If there is no danger to a woman for her to mate with animals, then perhaps as my harem grows, that can be my foremost source of income." he ran a hand through his hair again, "But all that must wait... Thank you Father, please let me know as soon as the Lord arrives."

Father nodded, and smiled. "Go wait with your bride, Aaran. I will send a maid to get you when he arrives. Hopefully, you have enough time to get dressed before he arrives. While it's normal for your bride to remain naked, I would appreciate if you, at least, wore clothes around the house. And if you both are up for it, I would love some company for dinner tonight. It's getting lonely eating by myself."

Aaran nodded, with a small smile, "I'll find some clothes... the room is a bit of a mess" he smirked, "And I'll ask Rea if she feels like coming down for dinner later." He went to the door and opened it, "Thank you Father." he said, before leaving and jogging back to his room, thankful that the maids had gone about their business. He opened the door to his room and entered softly, unsure if Rea was sleeping.

While he was gone, Rea had gotten bored of lying in bed. She was used to being active, and wanted to go do things that she knew she needed to, but she wasn't about to make either Aaran or Voran upset with her. But she did get up and move to a chair, pulling a light blanket with her, and called Voran up with her. She'd spoken to Voran like she would have to Aaran, like he was going to answer her back. When Aaran came in, he found her in the chair, holding and snuggling against Voran, her eyes closed as she had fallen asleep against him, her arms around his neck gently.

Aaran closed the door with a barely audible click. Voran lifted his head and looked at him, then laid back down. A quiet voice echoed in Aaran's head, she's alright... she didn't want to lay around all day, but she didn't want to get up and do too much... Aaran nodded to his wolf. Yes indeed, Voran could speak, but only through his mind, and only when he chose to. As it was, Voran rarely spoke even to Aaran. Aaran walked over to stand next to the chair, putting a gentle hand on his wife's hair and kissing her forehead. He quietly left her side, going to the large wardrobe along the wall opposite their bed, and opening it. He shifted through the clothing, finally settling for some black breeches, and a white, billowy, comfortable shirt. He put on some underclothing, pulled on his outer clothes, and then sat on the bed, picking up a book that he had picked out from it's shelf on the wall.

Rea shifted slightly, her stomach churning again. She could smell Voran's unique, wolfish scent under her nose, and burrowed her face against him. But then, a scent on the air, one of cooking food, made her eyes snap open, and she bolted from the chair, almost stumbling in her haste to get to the chamber pot again. She made it, bent over and retched, her stomach empty as they hadn't had any food yet. Right at the same moment that she was throwing up, there was a knock on the door. "Master Aaran? Your father said the guest was here."

Voran yelped as she jumped out of the chair, and ran to his corner, looking out at Aaran and Rea. Aaran was off the bed in a flash, kneeling next to her, rubbing her back again, soothing her, holding her. After she was finished, he went to the door and opened it, "Thank you, will you please show him up?"

Behind the maid was the guest, Lord Granth, himself. "She does not need to show me up, young lord. I'm already here. If I may enter, I can see how I may be of service to you. Your father said something about your young bride being pregnant?"

Aaran hadn't even noticed the elderly Elf behind the maid, but when he did, he bowed a bit and dismissed the girl, "Please come in Lord Granth" he waited for the elf to enter, and then closed the door., "Yes Lord... This morning Rea woke up feeling quite sick, she... we believe that she is pregnant. But it may not be a normal pregnancy"

Lord Granth looked at Aaran, then turned to Rea. He walked over to her, and offered her his hand. "Come, child. Let's get you back to the bed where you'll be more comfortable." Rea wiped her mouth, and reached up, taking his hand, and gracefully rising to her feet. She moved to the bed and climbed up, laying down against the pillows.

Aaran moved over to sit on the bed next to her, taking her hand in his and giving it a small squeeze, smiling at her, "We believe she may also be pregnant with puppies..."

Rea smiled back at Aaran, her flat stomach slightly bulging out, showing a hint of the baby and puppies she was carrying. "We also think I conceived on our first night together, when Master claimed me." Lord Granth smiled, nodding at them. "I see. And I presume this fine wolf is the other father?" He nodded to Voran before moving his hands gently over her belly. Rea cried out softly as his fingers grazed a very tender spot, and the young inside her moved a bit.

Voran was watching Lord Granth with his eyes, and he padded over, sitting on the floor. As he touched Rea however, Voran growled, upset that he was touching her. Aaran looked over at him and nodded, to show it was alright. Voran stopped growling, but didn't leave the side of the bed. Aaran looked at Lord Granth, "Aye, he is, he also bred with her on the first night" Aaran gave her hand a squeeze as she moaned.

Rea's free hand slipped down to Voran, stroking his head and scratching behind his ears, while softly murmuring to him. She knew he was protective of her, and smiled at him. Lord Granth paid no attention to the growl, knowing Voran was protecting her, though he was a bit too elderly to handle someone as young and vibrant as Rea. He preferred his wife to any other female. Finally he looked up and smiled to them. "Reassiel is definitely pregnant. I would say she's having a single baby and four puppies. Congratulations to both of you. Now there are certain things that Reassiel will need to eat. The baby will like most of this diet and the wolf pups will love it. First, fresh wet fruit is good. especially in the first couple weeks while she's sick. It will settle her stomach. Second, rare meat will be needed, but not until after the queasiness is gone. No highly fattening foods, though, and not much in leafy greens, maybe about once every three days a salad. But not more often than that. Also, keep some bread by the bedside. It will help with the queasiness for now, and later, it makes a good filler. I will come check on her weekly to see how she's doing. And she's due in about seven more weeks."

Gratitude shone in Aaran's eyes as he looked at Lord Granth, "Thank you so much... but I must ask... there isn't any.... danger to Rea is there? Because of the puppies I mean." he asked, almost afraid of the answer, although he was sure Granth would have said something. He held her hand gently, waiting for the answer.

Lord Granth chuckled and shook his head. "Just make sure she takes it easy, and there won't be. She can do light cleaning in the room, reading, but nothing more strenuous. And you can still breed her or make love to her until the day she delivers."

Aaran smiled and looked down, relief flooding through him, she would be alright. He patted her hand and then clapped Lord Granth on the shoulder, "Thank you so much, for coming so quickly, and for your help... are you sure you don't want to remain here? We have many extra rooms." he offered.

Lord Granth nodded. "I might take you up on the offer, but my wife is waiting for me at home. I will talk it over with her, and let you know." Rea smiled up at him. "Thank you, Lord Granth. If I might be so bold, may I ask a question of you?" He looked down at her, smiling kindly. "Yes, child." She held up the bracelet. "This has been swirling faster since the night my Master claimed me. It tells us when I've conceived, does it not?" He nodded. "It does, child. You will know the moment you conceive with it."

Aaran looked over at her, kissing her lightly on the cheek, and then back at Lord Granth, "Thank you also for the gifts that you gave us... they are truly special..." he stood and went back to the door, "well, Lord... unless Rea has any other questions... I believe that I know what I wished to..."

Rea smiled and shook her head, again thanking Lord Granth for coming and confirming what she knew, as well as telling them some things they didn't know. Lord Granth smiled and nodded to her, then shook Aaran's hand before leaving. After he left the room, a small opening appeared and he walked through it, disappearing into it.

Aaran turned from the door and went back to the bed, lying next to Rea, "How are you feeling Honey?" he asked her gently, kissing her cheek. "I feel so much better now"

Rea smiled up at Aaran. "I feel wonderful, Aaran. I love knowing I'm having your baby, and Voran's puppies. Why don't we scoot over so Voran can get up here with us and share in the happiness, my love?"

Aaran looked down at her, love filling his face and he kissed her tenderly on the lips "of course... can't forget him" he slid his legs and torso off to one side, but kept his arm around her shoulders, and his head next to hers. He glanced over at the wolf, something seemed to pass between them, and Voran jumped up, running across the floor, and hopped up on their bed. The black and silver wolf crawled up between them, laid his head down on the sheets and seemed to sigh.

Rea snuggled against both her Masters, content. The center of her world was her elven Master and her wolf Master, and now, the young she was carrying for both. "I love you both so much. I can't wait to see our baby and puppies."

Aaran held her close, and laid a hand on Voran's head. He felt Rea snuggle into him, her head fitting perfectly under his chin. He sighed, and laid over on her. There was no one else in the world that he would ever love like Rea... Voran licked her leg and rolled to the side, lying so that his body was alongside hers. "I love you Rea..." Aaran whispered.