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NOTE: This story was a collaboration with another SoFurry user, Eirene. Couldn't have done it without her, so please let her know too if you like it!

PRESENT DAY~

Aaran came out of the bathroom, drying his hair with a soft towel. He glanced over at Rea, laying on the bed, and smiled before tossing his towel in a chair and moving over to his wardrobe. He searched through it for a few minutes, and then brought out a nice suit of soft brown cloth and a black leather vest. He sat down on the end of the bed and began to dress himself.

Rea lay on the bed, Voran stretched out next to her. She looked at Aaran as he sat down and started dressing himself. "I wish you would take me with you, Aaran. You're not being yourself. I can tell when you're keeping something from me, and I know you are now. If you just have to meet with this lord whatshisname, why can't you take me"

He smiled softly to her, "Rea... i told you, I don't want you traveling in this condition. I have to see Lord Forsyth, and Lord Granth told you that you needed to stay in the room and rest." He patted her leg, "I won't be long, and Voran will be here to keep you company"

Rea's temper flared and she growled at him. "You're just ashamed to bring me anywhere now. Ever since you claimed me, you've not taken me anywhere. Granted the first week was out honeymoon, but this week, I barely even leave the house to go to the rose garden any more. If I don't get out and soon, I'm going to explode!"

Aaran's brow furrowed, "Rea... please settle down" he scooted up and kissed her cheek, "I'm not ashamed of you, why would I be? There will be plenty of places we can go after the babies are born.. and I promise that when i get back, I'll take you for a walk out of the room, ok? " He ran a hand through her hair, lovingly

Rea pulled him down to her, kissing him soundly, her tongue slipping into his mouth as she relaxed. Breaking the kiss, she licked his lips and smiled. "I'll keep you to your promise, Aaran. And Voran heard you promising me. So there's no backing out of it. And that kiss was to ensure that you hurry home, to your waiting bride."

He smiled at her, "That's my Rea... I'll be sure to hurry back." He turned to Voran, "You take good care of her boy, I'll be back soon" and with that he walked over to the door and out of it, blowing Rea a kiss as he left. He quickly told his Father that he would be going out for a while, to visit Lord Forsyth, and then he headed down to the stables, where his black stallion was already saddled. He mounted, and rode down the lane and out of the gate, pausing for a moment to wave to the window that was in His and Rea's room, where he knew she could see him. He spurred his horse on after that, riding down the main rode for some miles before arriving at the gates to the home of Lord Forsyth and Lady Bellistria. He informed the servants of his arrival, and they went to summon the Lord and Lady.

Lord Forsyth came down, his wife following behind him, naked. It appeared that Lord Forsyth was also a first son, though whether or not he had a harem was no one else's business, he claimed. In reality, his wife was more than enough for him. "Ahh, Lord Aaran Terefin. It's good to see you. Come in, have a seat. What can I do for you today?" Lord Forsyth was a very outgoing man, and as he claimed his seat, his wife perched herself on his lap.

Aaran nodded to the older man in respect and seated himself in a chair along the side of the table, He looked briefly at his wife, but did not let his eyes linger too long, "Thank you Lord Forsyth. I've come to see you on a matter of some importance, both to myself and to you and your wife." he leaned back and relaxed, "It concerns your daughter Sir."

Lord Forsyth looked at his wife, knowing her feelings about this, then back to Aaran. "And what has, or hasn't, Dear done? I hope it wasn't her looks that caught your attention, Lord Terefin. My wife is of the belief that looks are not everything, and a marriage should not be based on them alone."

Aaran sat forward, "Perhaps you misunderstand my intentions....Daerpantwen hasn't done anything, and while she is beautiful, I am already happily married, two weeks past. About a month and a half ago, I met Daerpantwen in the forest while hunting. We chatted for a bit." he chose his words carefully, asking a lord to give his daughter as a member of your harem was a delicate matter, "At that time, I had yet to take my birthright as eldest son of my family. When i spoke with Daerpantwen then, she expressed interest in my future harem. I have come to formally get your permission and ask your daughter if she is still interested." He paused, leaning back again, and waiting for their reaction.

Lord Forsyth nodded, listening, then looked at his wife, giving her a nod. Lady Bellistria looked at him, and in a very soft, very cultured voice, asked, "You said you chatted with Dear. May I know what it was that draws you to her, besides her looks? This is something very important if you are going to make her a part of your harem, since you cannot make her your bride."

He nodded, "I agree. Daerpantwen and I talked about some of her particular... " he paused, searching for the right words, "Fantasies and things she likes. We share interests in a few areas that are not commonly held to be tasteful in public circles. It is these interests that draw me to her, as well as her nature, which I can tell is naturally submissive."

The lady nodded to her husband, then rose from his lap, going upstairs to find Dear. She brings her daughter down, the younger elf clothed while her mother is naked. Dear's eyes brightened as she saw him, and she smiled widely. "Master Aaran. It is good to see you again." Lord Forsyth smiled at his daughter's choice of words. "I see you made a decision, Dear." She turned and looked at him. "Yes, Father. I made it when Master Aaran and I first met."

Aaran saw the subtle nod pass between the husband and wife, and waited patiently while the lady disappeared upstairs. Shortly, she descended, with her daughter in tow, smiling as she saw him. At her greeting, Aaran smiled and nodded to her, then turned to Lord Forsyth, "I see that she is still interested, and as long as you and your wife have no objections, I shall claim her as my property."

Lord Forsyth nodded and sat back, patting his lap for his wife. "We have no objection, Lord Aaran. We just ask for the normal consideration in your claiming. That you claim her here in front of us." Dear looked at her father, a little startled by his words, but then went over to Aaran, her stride graceful and easy as she walked, making it seem like she was gliding over the floor.

Aaran nodded to the Lord, "Of course, I wouldn't dream of it otherwise." he turned to her as she approached him, and waited until she was quite close before putting a hand on her shoulder to stop her movement. "As is my right, and with the permission of your parents, I claim you, Daerpantwen, as my property, body and mind." He looked into her eyes, his entire manner speaking of his dominance and command, "remove your dress"

Dear nodded, reaching behind her to unfasten the top loop-catch button, then drawing the zipper down, letting the fabric pool around her feet. Underneath, she wore a thin shift which she proceeded to lift over her head, her generous breasts lifting up as she pulled it off, leaving her in nothing but her stockings and heels. Her silver hair flowed down her back, hiding nothing from her new Master. She slowly turned around, letting him look over her entire body, lifting her hair to show him her pert rump before facing him again.

His face remained passive as she divested herself of her garments, her body slowly coming into view. Yes... she was beautiful, but in his eyes, she didn't compare with the beauty of Rea. He knew no one ever would. Still, as a member of his harem, her body belonged to him, in all of it's beauty, and he would enjoy that. He reached a hand forward, touching her pale skin and feeling her breasts, giving them a squeeze before sliding a finger across her stomach and down to her slit, "You will forgive me If i check to make sure you are indeed a virgin..." he said, beginning to push his finger inside of her.

Dear spread her legs some, giving him better access to her slit, then tilted her head. She knew better than to fight against what he was doing. This was the first time her parents had seen her naked since she was a child, and he was the first male to see her body naked. As his finger entered her, he could feel how tight she was, and quickly, he found the proof he needed. She was indeed a virgin.

With a nod, he removed his finger from the tight wetness of her hole. He took her arm, walking closer to the table, and pushing her against it, her ass sticking out at him. His cock was already hard, the sight of her body had made sure of that, and so he quickly unbuckled and dropped his pants to his ankles. His hands roamed her back for a moment, then slid to her ass, feeling the flesh below them. He spread her ass cheeks and squeezed them, before positioning his cock at her entrance.

Dear bent over the table, looking over her shoulder at her Master. "There's nothing to forgive, Master Aaran," she said softly, feeling his cock poised to remove her virginity from her. The position she was in was loud and clear, she was not his bride, she was his slave, one of the many he would have in his harem. But she was his first harem slave, and therefore, highest rank of the harem, other than his bride.

He again nodded, "I know, but for the sake of your parent's honor, I had to check that what you had told me was true. If you had been found to have not been a virgin, I could not accept you and they would have been shamed." He said this quietly, and then became silent. His hardness was pressed against her folds, and he knew that her first time would probably be painful, judging how her walls had gripped his finger. But the pain would make her remember all the more that she was his slave. With a small movement, his hips bucked forward, splitting her folds around his cock and sending the head straight to her hymen, but not breaking it.

Dear gasped out, her tight entrance parting as he entered her slick passage, her walls gripping his length tightly. "I will have no other in me, Master Aaran," she said softly, meaning every word. "Unless you have specifically told me to."

He grunted, "Of course, I will expect no less devotion..." he grabbed her hips, ready to make the final thrust that would seal her as his, forever. He looked briefly at her parents, then braced her against the table and thrust into her. He felt her hymen give way, and her walls gripped him so tightly that it almost felt as if he wouldn't get in, but he did. His groin hit her pussy, his balls slapping her clit, and he was embedded completely in her.

Dear let out a cry as he tore through her hymen, the sound proof that she was indeed a virgin, as was the blood running down her thighs. She felt violated, but also protected. She knew Aaran would never let anyone touch her if he didn't want them to, and while she didn't want any other elven cocks in her... just her Master and the animals he would breed her to.

Aaran continued to pound her slit for a few minutes, feeling her grip him, hearing her moan and gasp as he fucked her. It wasn't a required part of the harem claiming process to release inside the slave, as it was with the bride, and although Aaran knew he would have plenty of energy later for Rea, should he need it, he had never fucked or cum inside another woman. He was unsure if he wanted to cum in her, yet... he would later of course. Giving her a few more thrusts, he pulled out of her, and pulled her backwards, saying, "on your knees"

Dear gasped as he pulled out of her, her tight cunt aching from the pounding, but she dropped to her knees after he'd pulled her back from the table, looking up at him, but not looking him in the eyes. She'd wait until he told her she could before she did that. But her face was upturned towards him.

Tapping the side of her mouth, he pushed on her jaw, forcing her mouth open and he pushed his cock inside, making her taste him, her juices, and her blood. He clasped her by the back of the head and forced himself into her mouth and throat. He knew it wouldn't take long for him to cum, and he would have her both swallow, and he would leave some on her face.

Dear opened her mouth at his urging, trying not to gag as she tasted blood on his cock, her own blood, her innocence. The rest didn't bother her too much, at least, not until he pushed further when he pulled her closer to him, forcing his cock deeper into her mouth. Her throat rippled over his length, her gag reflex kicking in.

He held himself there for only a moment, mentally noting that he would have to have her practice on her deepthroating. He finally pulled back and began to fuck her mouth, not roughly, but steadily until he was ready to let her have his load. He began to tense, and then shoot into her mouth. He let three or four spurts flow into her and then pulled out of her mouth and let the rest go on her face.

Dear was grateful he didn't try to go down her throat too much after the first time, thrusting only in her mouth until his cock thickened in her mouth, then she felt something hitting the back of her throat before he pulled out of her mouth, cumming on her face. She swallowed what was in her mouth as he finished off on her face, coating her in his seed, marking her as his, completely.

He groaned as he finished cumming, then put it back into her mouth for her to clean up his cock. He waited for her to do so, and then pulled his pants up and buckled them. He motioned for her to stand next to him, and turned to her parents, "Lord and Lady Forsythe I have claimed your daughter, and I thank you for giving her to me. I should be returning to my home now, unless you have anything you wish to say. Dear will be properly taken care of when we reach my residence, she will have no need of any of her possessions, unless there is something that she wishes to bring that has a special meaning to her."

Her parents nodded, smiling. "Dear, we wish you all the happiness you could ever hope to find in your new home and station in life," her father said, then Dear looked up at him. "There is one thing, Master Aaran, if I may get it quickly?"

Aaran listened to their benediction on their daughter with a slight smile on his lips, and then he turned to Dear at her question, nodding, "Of course Dear, hurry" and he watched her dash off. Turning back to her parents, he asked, "Does she have a horse of her own?"

She raced up the stairs, somehow still holding her gracefulness and dignity while running in heels and stockings, went into her room and gathered her knitting items and the small stuffed animal she'd made and sat it on top of the bag. She looked around and spotted her hairbrush and picked it up, putting it into the bag as well. She'd need it to keep her hair clean and straight. Downstairs, her father nodded, "She does, she has a young white mare. I'll send a servant to get her mare ready." He turned and called for a servant, telling him to have Dear's mare prepared for her trip to her new home. Dear came down from her old room and entered the front room and walked to her Master, stopping with her bag in hand.

He smiled and nodded, "Thank you." he turned as Dear came back down the stairs, and he admired the way she managed to keep her gracefulness, and didn't trip with those heels on. as she came up to him, holding her bag in one hand, he addressed her, "Dear, I have a cloak in my horse's saddlebags that I'll have you wear on the way home, are you ready to leave?"

Dear nodded, smiling up at him. "I'm ready, Master Aaran." She followed him out the door and to the horses, hooking her bag on the side of her mare's saddle while waiting for her Master to get the cloak out of his saddlebag.

Aaran pulled the long cloak out of his bags, holding it so that she could step into it and then he wrapped it around her. He lifted her onto her horse, and then mounted his own. With a final wave to her parents, he rode out of the gate, with her following. They traveled for a ways, before he motioned for her to ride beside him, "Dear... I want to make something very clear to you right now."

Dear followed her Master as they headed back to his home, then as he motioned her forward, she moved up, looking up at him. "Yes, Master Aaran?"

"I want you to understand that while you are my slave, and I will protect you, and care for you, and love you as such... you are second to my wife. No one is more important to me, do you understand? No matter what, she gets my first attention... as the second of my harem, but the first of my full slave girls, it will eventually be your duty to make sure that all the others obey that as well." he looked over as they rode, "You understand?"

Dear nodded. "Yes, Master Aaran. I remember you telling me before that your heart was spoken for, and I still think she is a very lucky woman to have your full attention. I will not let any of the other girls try to get between you and her, and I will not come between you two. For myself, I am happy that I've been claimed, and no one else can touch me without your permission, and will finally get to be mounted in the program you are starting up."

He smiled and nodded, "Good, very good. I've already begun the program on a small scale, when we get home, you'll see what I mean. After I introduce you to my father and Rea, I'll get the other animals ready and introduce you to them too. Remember, this is a breeding program, so you will be getting pregnant." He grinned, "I still find it amazing that the fates threw us together." he shook his head as they kept riding. At last they arrived at the Mansion, two servants rushing forward as they reigned in, and Aaran told them to put the horses in the stables.

Dear smiled at him and nodded. "Fate has a way to bring those together that should be together, Master Aaran." She waited as the servants came out to take the horses and was helped down, then took her bag from her mare and slipped the cloak from around her, and handed it back to him. "Thank you, Master Aaran, for the use of your cloak as we traveled."

He smiled at her and took the cloak back, packing it in the saddle bags before the servants took them away. He turned to walk up the steps and into the mansion, directly into the great hall, so recently the location of Rea's deflowering. With a smile as he remembered it, he walked across the room to the staircase, leading up. He glanced back to make sure she was following.

Dear followed him, her movements still as graceful as ever, despite her nudity as she walked. Her eyes took in the path they walked, learning the layout of the house. She knew that her Master could summon her at any time, to any place in the house, and she had to know where to go.

They reached the top of the stairs and he led the way down the hall, turning the familiar corner and approaching his room. He reached the door and laid a hand on the knob, "This is our room, my wife's and I that is. I want you to meet her and my father, then I'll show you around. Wait here for a moment" he turned the knob on the door and pushed it open, stepping inside and closing it.

Dear nodded, standing in the hall outside the room. Rea looked up and smiled, carefully getting out of the bed, and running to him. "You're home!" Flinging herself into his arms, she felt the baby kicking inside her, hard enough for him to feel a slight thump against his belly.

With a joyful laugh he caught her as she flung herself at him. His arms closed around her reflexively, and he kissed her all over her neck and face, "Yes, Rea, I'm back" he said, "and your not the only one happy to see me..." he laid a hand on her belly, rubbing gently. He chuckled as he felt the baby kick at his hand. "gods Rea, it was hard to be away from you..." he kissed her on the lips, passionately. After they broke, he licked her ear and whispered, "There is someone I want you to meet..."

Rea kissed him back just as passionately, so fully in love with her husband/Master. She trembled as he licked her ear, he knew it was one of her most sensitive spots. She nodded, slipping her hand into his. "Okay, Aaran."

He gave her hand a loving squeeze as she slipped hers into his, and he smiled at her, "And if your ready, I'll take you for that walk afterwards..." he kissed her nose and gave her a wink. Turning, he placed a hand on the doorknob, and then opened it slowly, revealing Dear standing there, patiently waiting for them. "Rea... Meet Dear... the first of the Harem."

Rea looked at Dear, the older elf looking back at the young Elidril, a smile on her lips. Rea's eyes flashed briefly, then she turned on Aaran and smacked him hard on the arm. "You bastard! You think I'm fat! And ugly! And to prove it, you bring home a young beautiful female to throw in my face!" She tugged, pulling her hand from his, before storming back into the bedroom, and going to the window seat. How could he do this to her? How? Tears streamed down her face as she looked out, then leaned her forehead against the cool glass. "How could you do this to me, Aaran?" she whispered, not really expecting an answer.

Dear looked at her, surprise flashing across her face at Rea's outburst, then she entered the room, walking gracefully to Rea's side. Kneeling down beside her, she took her hand in hers. "I'm not here to replace you, Rea. Master Aaran and I met about a month and a half ago. We talked about the breeding program. And I told him I would love to be a part of it. I love animals, and want to experience the feelings of having my body filled with male animal cocks."

Aaran stood in complete shock in the doorway, his face showing confusion, hurt, sadness. Rea hadn't ever acted like this before... he loved her, and he thought she knew it. "Ugly? Fat" he whispered to himself, "never..." his hearing picked up her whispered question and he held out a hand to her, although she couldn't see it. He was about to speak when Dear glided across the room to talk to Rea. Aaran closed the door, his shoulder's slightly bowed, the tips of his ears drooping. He walked across to the bed and sat, watching Rea at the window. There was a noise from the adjoining room and Voran came bounding out, skidding to a halt next to Aaran as he saw Dear. The wolf looked between Aaran and the girls, then laid down at his master's feet.

Dear took a breath, and smiled at Rea. "When I met Master Aaran, he told me he was taken in a manner of speaking. And this was before you and he got married. I've never had much interest in male elves. Just ferals. I've agreed to be part of the harem for the animals, but I know that when you are unable to be with Master Aaran, he may seek me, or any of the other girls, out. I cannot compete with your beauty, Rea. I may look beautiful and exotic, since I am a moon elf. But you..." she reached out, stroking the younger Elidril's hair. "Your beauty is one that cannot be compared to. You are an Elidril, Rea. It's not often that your people are seen among us elves. Master Aaran has a beautiful, loving wife in you, and I will not come between you, nor will I allow any of the other slave girls attempt to get between you and Master Aaran. It is easy to see that he loves you with his entire heart, and on the way here, he spoke of his love for you." Dear stood up, gently pulling Rea up with her, hugging her gently. "And I can see in your eyes your love for him. I love Master Aaran as well, but not the way you do, Rea. And I could never hope to compete with your love for him, nor take his love from you." She looked over her shoulder at Aaran, then back at Rea. "Since I was old enough to get claimed, I've had males interested in my beauty, but never my mind, or my heart. They wanted the outside only. But Master Aaran spoke to me, his words reaching my heart when he mentioned the breeding program. He was offering my life's dream. To be mounted by animals, any animal I could wish for. And I grabbed for it."

Rea looked at Dear, tears still falling down her face. "You aren't? You really just want the animals, and not my place in Aaran's heart?" Slowly, a watery smile crossed her face, and she looked at Aaran. "Aaran? I...I'm sorry." She left Dear's arms and walked to him. "I guess I'm just overly emotional, and feeling a little crazy staying in here, and I shouldn't have snapped at you. I just don't feel as beautiful as I used to. It's hard for me to walk a lot, but I should, if only to make myself feel better, like I used to." She caressed his ears, lifting them then leaned down to kiss him. "I love you, darling. You mean everything to me, and I guess I just got scared. Dear is a beautiful girl, and I just don't feel as beautiful. Just fat." Looking back at Dear, she smiled. "I think we will be the best of friends, Dear."

Aaran watched the two girls talk to one another, his mind whirling and a tear in his eye. He loved her so much and didn't really understand her reaction. He heard Dear explaining how she felt and what he had told her, and he waited. All he wanted was Rea back to how she normally was, happy... It took a moment, but she finally stood up and approached him. He looked up at her as she did, and then felt her hands on his ears and her lips on his. He leaned into the kiss and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close and sitting her on his lap. He released her, looking into her eyes, a hand placed on her belly, "Rea... I love you more than words... I will never leave you. I would rather have you then all the slave girls in the world, Dear included." He kissed her cheek, "You're not fat, you're pregnant, and you're beautiful..." he looked down for a moment, "Will you forgive me as well? I should have told you where I was going this morning..."

Rea snuggled against him, her arms wrapping around him as she felt his hand rubbing her belly. "Dear, is it?" she said, a soft teasing tone in her voice. She looked over at the moon elf and motioned her over. "You have to get properly introduced to the family, and that means Voran as well. It takes him a while to get used to new people, so the sooner you meet him the better."

Dear walked over, a faint hint of longing in her eyes, but when she looked at Voran, that look grew stronger. It was evident she wanted a feral in her, more than anything else.

Aaran chuckled, "Oh Rea... her name is Daerpantwen..." He licked her ear and then released her from the hug to watch Voran as Dear approached. The lustful look in her eyes as she saw the wolf made Aaran raise an eyebrow, she was defiantly wanting him. Voran growled as she approached, baring his teeth and rising to his feet. He slowly approached Dear, and Aaran motioned for her to freeze. Voran sniffed her, beginning at her feet and moving up her legs and to her ass. He poked his nose at her asshole, and then walked around to her front, to sniff her slit. His tongue flicked out briefly to taste the remnants of her juice on her leg and then he padded back to Sit at Aaran's feet. Aaran looked up, "He's accepted you... Dear, meet Voran"

Rea shook her head. "No, darling, Dear is her name, at least, it will be what the family calls her." She watched, seeing the look in Dear's eyes and Voran's growl, chuckling a bit. "Aaran, I would like that walk. While we show Dear around and introduce her to Father and the animals she's allowed to be mounted by." Her tone brooked no argument that Voran was hers. None of the other girls would get to feel Voran inside them.

Dear looked at her, giving a slight nod of understanding, then said in a low voice, "Master Aaran said he has had some success with his breeding program, and I can only assume he meant you are carrying feral young. Am I correct?"

Aaran smiled at her and looked at Rea, his love for her shining in his eyes. He placed a hand on her belly, "She is Dear, it has been confirmed that she is carrying one child and four puppies, Voran's puppies." He tickled Rea's ear and then stood, taking her hand and pulling her up too, "Come honey, let's go for that walk."

Dear smiled, nodding. "Congratulations. I'm hoping I get as lucky as you when I get pregnant."

Rea smiled, and pulled Dear into a hug. "Thank you," she whispered softly. Rea looked at Aaran, the love she felt for him obvious in her eyes. "Aaran, I want Dear to be second over the harem after me. Well, I guess that actually makes her third, since you're in charge, then me, then Dear. I don't want any of the others to think that they can get away with anything if you and I aren't here for some reason."

Aaran caressed Rea's hair, "I was already thinking that my love... being the first of the slave girls, she is also the highest 'rank'. And I believe that she will do a marvelous job in the position." he kissed her gently, and then turned back to Dear, "I'm sure it won't take you long to get pregnant Dear... from the look in your eyes when you saw Voran, you'll be spending plenty of time with the animals." he smiled, opening the door, "Let's go"

Rea smiled and slipped her arm around his waist as he opened the door, leaning up to kiss Aaran again, then she and Dear followed him out the door. Looking over her shoulder, Rea called out, "Come on, Voran. You need to stretch out your legs too."

Voran gave a happy bark and bounded across the bedroom, placing himself strategically between Rea and Dear, right behind his Master and Mistress. He licked Rea's ankles when he got there and panted happily. Aaran put his hand on Rea's shoulder and smiled, then led the way slowly to his father's door, giving it a light knock. While he waited, he played with one of Rea's ears, tickling it gently, knowing they were sensitive.

Rea was content in her husband's arms, her petite frame perfectly fitting against his taller one. She let out a low giggle as she felt Voran licking her ankles and reached to his head, petting him, then followed Aaran to Father's room. Her head tilted to rest against his chest as he played with her ear, causing it to flick back and forth rapidly while he tickled it.

Dear stood behind them, her hands behind her back as she waited for the knock to be answered.

Finally, the door opened and Father stepped into view, "Ah Aaran, Rea, Voran...and who's this?"

Aaran smiled at his father, "The first of my slave girls Father... she is the daughter of Lord Forsythe, Daerpantwen, or Dear"

Father smiled, "The first slave... let me look at you.." he said to her.

Rea looked at Dear, and nodded, a grin on her lips. "Father doesn't bite. If he did, with all the mischief I got into growing up, I would have been torn to strips by now." Dear nodded, then stepped around Aaran, Rea and Voran to look at him, and let him look at her.

Father eyed her up and down, then motioned for her to turn. When she did, he looked her backside over as well, and then nodded, "Very good Aaran, a beautiful slave you have for yourself." he looked at Rea, then leaned over and whispered, "Well, your mischief isn't my problem any more" and then winked at her.

Aaran smirked at his comment and then turned back to the matter at hand, "Dear is very interested in the breeding program, I'm going to take her out back to the animal pens... and I'm going to take Rea for a walk around the garden."

Father nodded, "Go ahead, and have fun" and with a smile he closed the door to his room.

When he motioned for her to turn, Dear did so, letting him see every inch of her body, still only clad in the stockings and heels. As he finished with her, she stepped back, taking her place behind Aaran and Rea.

Rea giggled at Father's comment, then winked back. "No, he gets my pregnancy hormonal temper tantrums to deal with too. And I must say, there was a little help from Dear but between her words and Aaran's love, we made it past that." She looked down, stroking Voran's head as she waited for her husband and father to finish so she could get her walk. The gardens had always been her favorite place to go to, and wanted to go back there.

Aaran turned from the door, leading the way down the hall and instead of down the main staircase, he took a smaller flight down toward the back of the mansions. They passed the Kitchens, and then he led them off down a side corridor. Pushing open the door, they were met by a large, stable-like room. From one end to the other it was filled with pens, most of them occupied by dogs of various breeds, the last pen was home to a large Lion. Aaran turned to look at Dear, "These are your mates... all of them are males" He smiled, "I know your going to want to just jump right in, but I have a surprise for you outside in the stable."

Dear looked around and smiled, her pussy dampening at the sight of all the male ferals she was going to get to be mounted by. She couldn't wait to get started with them, then looked up, her eyes bright. "A surprise, Master Aaran? For me?"

Aaran looked over at her, "Yes Dear, a surprise... I decided on it after I saw the way you looked at Voran. Rea has her own special animal, and you will too, come along. I'll show you the surprise first, and then something else..." He took Rea's waist and gently led the way down the hall, patting the dogs that were close enough to the fence and scratching the Lion under the jaw. Then he pushed open the far doors, the sunlight beamed through and illuminated the hall.

Outside, a wide green lawn separated the pens from the fields beyond. The gentle hills behind the Terefin estate were covered in green, waving grass and wildflowers. A stream cut it's way through the fields from left to right, studded with trees from time to time. Closer at hand, off to one side, was the stables, where the horses of the family were kept. Next to it, a large fenced in area provided a place for the horses to run and frolic. Aaran took them over to the fence and whistled. From the stable, Aaran's horse emerged, a large black stallion, his coat gleaming and his eyes sparkling. He raced across to Aaran and nudged him with his nose, "Dear... meet Diablo"

Rea smiled, then looked up at Aaran, a soft giggle slipping from her lips. "Except when Engel is in heat, my love. Then he is hers." She turned to look at Dear, smiling. "Engel is my white mare. She's been with Diablo since they were born. But since she only goes into heat once a year, it shouldn't be a large hassle for you to let him mount her." She chuckled, the shook her head. "I should say, Engel is Aaran's white mare that he's designated as my mount when we go riding, but since I got pregnant the night we got married, I've not been riding."

Dear stared at Diablo, her mouth drooling in anticipation. "I can't wait to get mounted by him, Master Aaran. He looks like a fine stallion to breed any female."

Aaran laughed at the look on Dear's face, "I can see you are completely taken with him Dear... a word of warning though, I'm the only thing that has been inside you, you were a virgin before today... I wouldn't go letting Diablo fuck you just yet... The name Diablo means devil... and sometimes he can be a bit devilish. I don't think any other mare but Engel would let him mount her." He smiled, looking at Rea for a moment before turning back to Dear, "But don't worry, I'll let you do any of the dogs that you wish... none of them will hurt you beyond making you sore... don't go near the Lion though, without me." He saw that she was almost quivering in anticipation, "Do you want me there your first time?"

Dear smiled and shook her head. "No, Master Aaran. You go ahead and take your bride on that walk. I'll find the one I want to mount me today."

Rea smiled at her, and watched, seeing Dear practically run back to the breeding room. "I think she'll give the dogs a run for their money, Aaran. She'll want to get ready to take Diablo inside her as soon as possible." She twined her fingers through Aaran's while Dear indeed had gone to the dogs, climbing into the pen with a Doberman. She stood still, her legs spread, as he sniffed her, his nose burying itself in her pussy, a few long strokes of his tongue catching her wetness.

Aaran watched for a moment as Dear dashed back into the dog shed, and laughed as she immediately chose the Doberman. "Yes Rea... I can see that... I get the feeling that several of the dogs may be almost out of energy by this evening at dinner..." he chuckled and then sighed as she played with his hair. He ran his fingers through hers and then took her hand in his and led her off, along the fence, toward a path that disappeared into the garden.

Meanwhile, the doberman had continued to pay very close attention to Dear's pussy, his rough tongue thrashing her lips, trying to get all of the juices he could. He repeatedly licked her clit, feeling her quiver as he did so. His nose remained between her folds, sniffing her deeply, inhaling her scent. All of the other dogs had gone mostly quiet, watching them, tails wagging. The doberman finally stepped back slowly, breathing deeply, inhaling the scents of a female in heat. His body knew what that meant and his cock came out of it's sheath, ready to mount her. And he did just that. He hopped up onto her back, locking his legs around her waist, his claws extended to press into her sides and get himself a solid purchase. His hips began to thrust even before he had found her hole, making the boy shaft impact her leg a few times before it suddenly sank into her moistness. The tightness of her walls clenched around the Dog, urging him into a frantic rhythm of thrusts to bury himself completely in her and begin to pump his seed. Unlike humans or elves, or even Voran, who could choose when to cum, feral dogs didn't need to wait until they were ready to begin to cum, they began to cum as soon as they were erect and thrusting. The doberman wasted no time before he began to thrust into her harder.

Dear stood still as the Doberman licked her pussy, waiting for the right moment, and as he stepped back, she dropped to her hands and knees, her legs spread just enough to give him room between them. She gave a low "Unngh" as he mounted her, his hips thrusting. It only took a couple thrusts before his cock found it's target and speared into her wet pussy. She cried out softly, loving the feel of the Doberman inside her, his cum already leaking into her wet slit. His forepaws had gripped her hips, pulling her back against him as he thrust into her, fucking her wet hole, filling her repeatedly with his canine cock, which stretched her recently deflowered sex. She pushed herself back against him, wanting the whole experience. It was heaven for her, being the Doberman's bitch for now, and afterwards, she would go to another dog, and then another. She wanted to get filled with as much dog cum as she possibly could. She never thought about getting pregnant by a feral, but knowing Rea had gotten pregnant by Voran, she was eager to get pregnant by one of the dogs. Maybe Master Aaran would send her parents one of her offspring pups. Suddenly, the thrusting Doberman found a spot inside her that made her cry out in pleasure, her walls contracting around him, her juices coating his cock.

The Doberman howled as she orgasmed, her walls clenching his cock and her wetness increasing. The sensations on his dick only made him growl and thrust faster and harder, powering his hips into her as she shook from the forces of her orgasm. He slobbered a bit, the spit falling on her back, as he continued to pound his willing bitch. He finally felt her begin to get calmer, her walls not squeezing as hard. His dick was still like a rock however, and his knot had begun to form. Sensing that she might be finishing, he slammed his hips into her again, this time his knot slipping between her folds and into her hole, instantly swelling up to seal her pussy off as his sperm began to jet into her.

Dear gave another cry as the Doberman's knot slammed into her, stretching her entrance even more, then holding him in her as his hips still pistoned into hers, though in shorter, harder thrusts, his seed filling her eager passageway. She felt his slobber hitting her back, his forelegs holding her pinned against him as he came inside her, spurting his sperm as deep into her as he could. Her head turned, since the Doberman was fully over her, his head was close to hers, and opened her mouth, giving her feral lover a chance to kiss her, his tongue welcome in her mouth. Every shot of his seed into her body sent a thrill of pleasure through her, and she cried out again, another orgasm rippling through her, her walls clenching around his knot, forcing more dog sperm into her body. She'd already picked out her next lover among the dogs.

The Doberman took full advantage of her open mouth, his tongue darting in to taste and lick her tongue. His hips continued to thrust frantically, now unable to pull himself out of her for a while as his knot was buried deep inside her. She was the tightest bitch he had ever taken, and his balls continued to empty inside her for at least ten minutes, as her orgasm again pulled more out of him. At last, he began to wiggle his hips, pulling the knot against her still small hole, stretching it painfully before finally coming out of her with an audible pop and letting a gush of fluid fall on the floor. The doberman panted as he licked her ass and then walked away to a corner to clean himself.

Dear smiled, then climbed to her feet, her pussy clenching to hold his seed inside her, then climbed out of his pen and padded to the Dalmatian, and climbed in with him. Seeing his cock was already out, she got to her hands and knees and crawled to him, licking his cock a few times before slipping her mouth around him and sucking. She loved the taste of dog cum as he spurted into her mouth. She slowly pulled her mouth from his cock, licking him as she turned around, giving him access to her slit, her Doberman cum filled hole aching for more dog cock inside it.

The Dalmatian began to hump her mouth as she sucked him, and then whined as she pulled away. He sniffed and followed her around as she turned, finding her ass quickly and burying his nose in her pussy, then he began to lick frantically, covering her pussy and asshole in his wet kisses. Finally, he jammed his snout into her hole, so recently stretched. He opened his mouth to drive his tongue deep into her pussy, trying to drain as much from her as possible. His teeth nicked her lips an and clit as he tried to get every last drop. Finally he stopped, ready to be satisfied himself, and hopped up onto her, driving her forward as he landed on her. His longer, lanky frame laid completely across her, his forelegs over her shoulders as his cock slipped directly into her dripping snatch. It was longer than the Doberman's, more pointy on the end, and had no trouble reaching her cervix, the tip pushing against the small hole in it, demanding entrance that she couldn't give. He began to thrust hard, the tip impacting each time, slamming against the cervical ring until it finally gave way and his cock slid into her womb.

Dear moaned as the Dalmatian licked her, his tongue sweeping from clit to ass in frantic licks, then gave a low yelp of surprise as he buried his snout in her pussy, opening his jaws to drive his tongue deep inside her, licking as much of the Doberman's seed from her as possible. Her body trembled with each grazing of his teeth against her clit and inner lips, soft cries of pleasure tearing from her as pleasure rippled through her. Indeed, heaven was here with the dogs. It was her turn to whine as he stopped licking her, but she didn't get much time to whine as he mounted her, his forelegs over her shoulders, pulling her back against him as his cock drove straight into her sex and found her cervix. She cried out softly as he battered against her cervix, demanding entrance to her womb, then yelped as he pushed through, his cock filling her completely. She knew she would get pregnant by him. She just knew it.

Her soft cries only engorged the dog's cock even more, making it swell a bit more and the knot on the end began to fill. With a vicious thrust, he popped his knot inside her, his cock driving completely to the back of her cervix and shooting cum. His balls throbbed, his knot jumped and his cock pulsed again and again, emptying his sperm into her womb, the knot trapping the river inside of her, ensuring that her eggs would be fertilized. Something else had happened though... his tongue hadn't managed to completely clean her from the Doberman's cream, and the Dalmatian's cock pulled some with it into her womb, mixing his and the Doberman's in a fertile mixture. He panted and whined, then barked as his cock gave a last pump and he relaxed on top of her, his tongue lolling out of his mouth.

Dear cried out as the Dalmatian thrust deeper into her, filling her completely, his knot locking him inside her as his tip hit the back of her womb and his fertile seed found her eggs. She didn't know the Dalmatian hadn't gotten all of the Doberman's cum from her, and that she would have Dobermans, Dalmatians and crossbreeds. Not that it would have bothered her anyway. She wanted to get pregnant by the dogs. Again, she turned her head, looking at the Dalmatian, her mouth parting as the Dalmatian lay on her back, his cock locked inside her well cummed in hole.

The Dalmatian panted hard from his exertions, but licked her vigorously on the face when she looked at him. He barked happily and then jumped off of her, twisting around and pulling roughly on the knot still embedded in her pussy. It wasn't down enough to slip from her easily, and it took him a moment before it finally slipped free, making a tiny tear in her skin

Dear cried out as the Dalmatian turned around on her, then tugged until his cock popped from her, tearing her. She'd have to remember to grab their hind legs before they pulled out, not wanting to get torn to shreds on accident. Before he could lick himself clean, she turned herself towards him, her head going under him, licking his cock and cleaning the mixture of Doberman, Dalmatian and Elf cum from his length.

The Dalmatian woofed as he felt her mouth close on it's length, and bucked his hips into her throat. His cock was rapidly shrinking, since he was tired from the fucking, but her mouth made it begin to harden again. The tip started to leak once more, oozing precum and a bit of semen into her mouth. Because of her position, the Dalmatian's head was at her bottom. He began to lick her ass and asshole, his tongue scraping along her crack.

Dear kept sucking, tasting the Dalmatian's cum in her mouth, and swallowing as she sucked on him while he bucked into her mouth. She was enjoying the taste of him in her mouth, and sucked harder as he licked her ass, between her crack and over her asshole.

The Dalmatian began to hump his hips again, feeling like his cock was once again in the depths of a vagina. His cock returned to it's length, and pushed into Dear's throat, the tighter passages making him howl with his own feral pleasure. His forelegs found her ass, forcing her deeper onto his cock, and not releasing as he continued his relentless thrusting. His balls slapped her chin with each thrust, and it wouldn't be long until he began to jet his cum again.

Dear gagged as the Dalmatian pulled her closer to him, his cock sliding into her throat, making it difficult for her to breath as he thrust into her, moving out of her throat just enough with each thrust to give her a chance to grab a breath before filling her throat again with his length. She moaned around his cock, loving the feel of the Dalmatian using her like this, his balls slapping her chin as spurts of his cum, not yet filled with his seed, flowed from his tip and down her throat. Her hands came up, one to gently rub his balls while the other worked his reforming knot, keeping him from pushing it into her mouth as well.

The massaging of his balls finished him... the Dalmatian's cock began to swell and spurt again, his cum filling her mouth and gushing down her throat in stream after stream. He continued to hump, fighting her hand to try and get his knot into her throat. His claws gripped her ass slightly, drawing one or two drops of blood as he violently came. The other dogs in the nearest cages were at the fence, watching her get used.

Dear moaned and choked and swallowed as the Dalmatian came down her throat, his seed filling her mouth and coating her tongue as he spurted his hot seed down into her stomach. The hand she had on his balls moved to join the one on his knot, both surrounding him and stroking his hard knot, giving the illusion of being in her mouth as well. She could feel his paws clutching her as, holding her to him as he came, and the couple drops of blood running down her ass. She couldn't see the other dogs watching her and the Dalmatian, but she could hear their whines and whimpers, their need for release inside her as well.

At last, the Dalmatian gave a final thrust, and jumped off of her, pulling back away from her mouth and turning his head to look at and suck off his cock. After he did so, he ran over to her again and licked her face, slobbering all over her in his almost puppy way.

Dear giggled and opened her mouth as the Dalmatian licked her face, her tongue licking his as he gave her puppy kisses. Unaware that her eggs were being fertilized by the Doberman's and Dalmatian's seed, she scritched the Dalmatian's ears, then stood up, looking at the other dogs, padding over to the fence for the Dalmatian's pen and hopping over. She looked around, debating, then hopped into the pen with the Rottweiler. Once she got in, she got to her hands and knees, facing another pen, and whistled to the dog in it, licking her lips. This time, she was going to take one in her cunt and one in her mouth at the same time.

The Rottweiler behind her took one look at her and dashed forward to her side, his muzzle quickly find her snatch. He didn't take more than a second sniffing her, not wasting any time like the previous dogs, and instead hopped directly onto her back. His cock was already erect, bigger than either of those before him, but not nearly as long as the Dalmatian's. His cock soon found her hole, the tip squeezing between her lips and into her depths. The other dog, a husky, hopped his fence, rushing to her as quickly as it's legs could carry it, eager to be in on the mating. It ran around behind the rott, sniffing at the other male's cock, before rushing back to her head to lick her face.

Dear cried out as the thicker cock of the Rottweiler slid into her snatch, giving the husky a chance to tongue her mouth before trying to fuck her mouth. This was pure heaven for the young elf, her body singing in pleasure as she immediately came for the Rottweiler. "Fuck me, boys," she moaned, loving the feel of their canine cocks filling her.

The feeling of her tight pussy spasming on the cock of the rott made him Buck his hips harder, eager to tie her to himself and pump her full of his seed. He had no compassion or sense of what she might want, only his wanton need for released in her depths. His thrusts became longer and harder, trying to get his knot up. The husky plunged it's tongue into her mouth first, tasting her, before he moved forward and presented her with his cock, trying to fuck it into her mouth.

Dear moaned as the Rottweiler thrust into her, full strokes, hard and deep inside her. She wanted what he wanted, his cock buried deep inside her, his knot tying him to her as he filled her with his seed, finding his release in her wet snatch. Her mouth opened and she took the husky's cock into her warm, wet mouth, sucking on him as he fucked her mouth, her hands stroking the base of his sheath. She knew he'd want to tie her mouth, and she wouldn't let them tie her there.

The black and brown Rott growled deep in his throat, the pleasures on his cock welling deep inside and his knot finally beginning to form. He slammed his hips into her, and shortened his thrusts, becoming more like jabs as he pounded her slit. The husky panted and his tail wagged as she sucked on him, his hips beginning to buck and fuck her mouth, his balls waving in front of her nose, and his knot forming at her lips. His wild thrusts made the knot bump her in the mouth repeatedly as they both fucked her, forcing her against each other.

Dear moaned as the two males fucked her, both thrusting, each one pushing her at the other in a near-synchronized fucking. Her body was as relaxed as possible as she was soundly fucked by the males, her slit parting with every thrust of the Rottweiler against her until his knot slipped into her tight cunt, tying her to him. She moved her hands up on the husky, keeping his knot from entering her mouth, despite his repeated efforts to get it in.

As soon as the Rottweiler felt himself slip inside of the willing female, he began to squirt, not stopping his thrusts the entire time. The husky came seconds later, filling her throat with another load of cum, coating her throat and mouth with another layer of dog cum.

Dear moaned, swallowing the husky's cum as the Rottweiler came in her passage, their orgasms triggering another from her, and she cried out around the husky's cock, her walls clenching around the Rottweiler, her grip tight around his knot as he shot as deeply into her as he could. Dear felt like a slut, doing all the dogs like she was, but she was loving the feel of their cocks inside her, filling her with their cum as they tied with her.

The Rottweiler squirted again as she clenched around him, and then stopped thrusting, panting hard as he came down from his orgasm. His knot remained inside her, but he turned and jumped off of her, ready to pup the knot out of her pussy as he did so. The husky had also stopped thrusting, his tongue hanging out of his mouth and breathing hard as she milked his cock with her mouth.

Dear's hands let go of the husky's knot and shot behind her, grabbing the Rottweiler's hind legs, holding him from pulling out of her. His knot was way too thick for him to pull out just yet. She'd be in severe pain if he did. She sucked the husky, milking his seed from him. She thought about it, and an idea formed in her mind. She wanted to try something more... something... new..

The rott growled as he was prevented from freeing himself from her, but he stayed put, not moving again. The husky finally stopped thrusting and backed away from her, moving to lick his cock clean from her slobber and his cum.

When Dear felt the Rott had softened enough, she let go of his legs so he could pull free of her. She looked around, her body not quite sated yet, and thought about what she wanted to do next. The decision wasn't too hard to make and after the Rott pulled out of her, she turned around, licking the Rott's cock, her cum filled cunt facing the husky.

The Rott's cock jumped back to full erection as she applied her moth to it's shaft, and he began to slowly hump her mouth. The husky ignored her for a minute, and then noticed her cunt facing him, dripping cum like a stream. He jumped up and ran over, burying his nose and muzzle into the mess, licking rapidly

Dear moaned as the husky licked her, her lips wrapped around the rott's cock as she licked and sucked on him, feeling him moving slowly into her wet, warm hole. She gave the husky a little while to lick her, then patted her ass, telling him to mount her. The moment he did, her other hand slid up under her, blocking him from taking her cunt and guiding his cock to her virgin asshole.

The husky finished licking and hopped up onto her ass easily as she patted it. He was about to impale her slit when she intercepted him, moving his cock to press into her anal ring. Feeling another, tighter entrance, the husky barked happily and pistoned his hips forward, not waiting for her to get accustomed to his cock before impaling her with it.

Dear cried out in pain and pleasure as she felt the husky filling her tight ass with his thick hard cock, her cry giving the rott a chance to push deeper into her mouth and throat, and before she could stop him, his smaller knot, still reforming, had slipped into her mouth.

The rott felt her mouth open in a cry and instantly thrust his hips into her, embedding his growing knot in her jaws and thrusting her meat down her throat. The husky impaled her at the same time, forcing her farther onto the rott's cock, as he pistoned her newly deflowered ass. His cock began to swell in her asshole, spearing it's new found hole

Dear tried to pull back a little from the Rott's cock, not wanting his knot to do any damage to either her jaw or worse, himself. Her slit was soaking wet as she was anally and orally fucked by the two dogs, the scent of her arousal driving the other dogs nuts. It wouldn't take long for one of them to jump his fence and take her slit.

And indeed it didn't A German shepherd from across the hall, his cock hanging down from his sheath jumped his pen and dashed across, clearing the Rottweiler's cage in a single bound. He ran about for a moment, trying to figure out how to get under the husky that was fucking her ass, and then he laid on the floor and wiggled between her and the husky's legs, rolling over at the end so that his cock was up. His mouth was near her tits, swinging around his head. He managed to lift his cock up, and soon had it sliding into her pussy, although he couldn't go far because of the angle.

Dear gave another cry, feeling her slit being taken by another dog, though not much of his length got into her with his position, and she crouched down at little more, almost, but not quite sitting on him, forcing the husky to crouch further over her to keep thrusting into her. But this position gave the shepherd a chance to thrust up into her as the husky repeatedly thrust into her ass and the rott fucked her mouth.

The shepherd, now with her pussy on his cock farther, bounced his hips to embed himself into her snatch. By some unknown force or by simple instinct, the three dogs almost instantly fell into a rhythm, all three of them fucking her at the same time, thrusting as one and pulling out. It wasn't long until the husky's not reappeared, and he drove his hips forward, shoving and pounding at her asshole to get it inside. The shepherd's knot was already forming, and at the next thrust, it also popped inside, filling her pussy entrance as the fourth dog of the night squirted into her.

Dear gave a low cry as the husky's cock pushed against her anal ring, demanding entrance to her tight tunnel and the shepherd's knot popped into her cunt, his seed spurting into her sex. She reached behind her to grab her ass cheeks and pulled them apart, helping the husky pop into her ass, making her cry out in pleasure while still sucking the Rott off. Her walls clenched around the shepherd and husky, her cum coating the shepherd's cock as he spurted into her. Four dog cocks and her Master's cock inside her today, with a fifth cock in her ass, the first that's been in that tight hole. She was truly a slut... a slut for ferals.

The Husky barked happily, feeling his knot slip inside her recently virgin ass, her walls incredibly tight on his cock as he did so. The knots of the Shepherd and Husky were pressing together as they both fucked her holes, the intense feelings causing them both to cum harder and longer. The rott was already cumming, her throat having done the work of getting him ready. His balls swelled and his cock throbbed as he pumped his hot cum down her throat even as the others filled her

Dear could feel how the two dogs were pressed against each other, their knots only separated from each other by a thin membrane as the husky and shepherd filled her holes and the rott came down her throat. She knew the husky would try to pull out of her after cumming, but she wasn't going to let him, her hands ready to hold his hind legs until he softened enough to pull out of her. With her laying on the shepherd, she could keep him inside her until he was soft enough.

The husky didn't try to pull away though, the tightness of her anal ring convincing him to stay put until he could slip out on his own. The thick ropes of cum continued to pour into her though as they continued their thrusts. Around the same time, all three dogs stopped their thrusting, relaxing as their knots began to shrink, one at a time. The shepherd licked her tits from under her.

Dear moaned as the Shepherd licked her breasts, his tongue sliding over the soft flesh and her hardening nipples and she reached down to scritch at his ears as a reward for licking them and filling her with his cum. Her other hand, unneeded to hold the husky in her, moved from husky to rott to scritch behind their ears as well.

The dogs panted and licked her wherever they could, showing their happiness with her scratching, leaning into her fingers. At last their knots finished swelling, and first the husky, then the rott and finally the shepherd came out with popping sounds. Their cum immediately began to leak from her two used holes, pouring down her thighs and stomach.

Dear moaned as the dogs all popped from her holes, their cum leaking from her. She tried to clench her pussy tight, unaware that she was already pregnant by the Dalmatian and Doberman. Her efforts failed and a lot of dog cum ran from her, her knees having a pool of cum forming around them. After recovering form the foursome with the three dogs, she got up and looked around. She'd fucked every dog in here at least once.

The dogs that she had just fucked all looked tired, panting and breathing hard, but very happy. The shepherd and Husky obediently returned to their pens, cleaning themselves and using the bowls of food and water that were supplied for them. The Rott stayed around her legs, licking up the puddle of cum on the floor greedily.

Dear was exhausted herself and walked over to a low laying table and laid down on it, curling up. She would wait patiently for her Master to return and find out where she was to sleep with the other slaves.

Meanwhile, while Dear was having her fun, Rea slipped her arm around her husband's waist, holding onto him as they headed to the gardens with Voran padding after them. Rea couldn't walk much, but even a little walking was good for her, and the babies, and definitely her state of mind. She didn't need to snap at Aaran like she had earlier.

Aaran walked along next to her, his arm around her, helping support her, and his other hand on hers at his waist. The gardens of the estate were large, but they both knew the paths through them by heart. Rea's Favorite spot was one with a bench, near the back of the garden, where they had built a trellis, and Aaran had planted a special flower for her there when she turned 10. From the bench you could see both the entire fields behind the property, and the flowerbeds of the inner garden. It was there that Aaran led her, tenderly helping her with every step.

Rea smiled as Aaran led her to her favorite spot, then to the marble bench, the stone cool as she sat down on it, her bare flesh against the smooth stone. Now she knew why the bench was marble. It was made for a special slave, one with wife status as well, to sit on and not get her ass roughened from the usual stone benches. She smiled up at Aaran, then pointed at her special flower bush, a hybrid rose-hibiscus, which was blooming like crazy this year. Usually it only gave a few flowers, but this year was different... special in the fact that she'd been married and claimed as Aaran's slave, mated and bred to Voran, and was carrying babies for both her Masters. And her flower was blooming, the fragrance of the flowers subtle and sweet. "Look, Aaran. Look how our flower is blooming this year."

Aaran sat next to her, his arm slipping around her waist to pull him close. He looked over at their flower, although he always thought it was hers. He smiled, "Yes Rea, it's more beautiful this year than ever, like you" he kissed her on the cheek. A bird chirped as it flew overhead, and a warm breeze wafted around them. "I love you Rea... I just can't stop telling you..."

Rea blushed and leaned against Aaran, her soft body pressing against his harder one, the babies inside moving around a lot. Her hand rose to caress his strong jaw line as she looked up into his warm brown eyes, feeling like she was melting in them all over again. "And I love you, Aaran. And I'm sorry for calling you a bastard earlier. Again, the only excuse I have is the pregnancy hormones are rising in me, and seeing you bring home Dear, without any warning, made me think you thought I'd gotten fat or ugly. I know you don't, but that's just how I felt. And I'm half afraid that as we get closer to the due date, I'm going to get worse. So please, forgive me in advance for anything I say or do that seem off. It's just the pregnancy talking, not me." She leaned up against him, lifting her full lush lips to press them lightly against his in a loving kiss.

His eyes met hers as she kissed him. He felt her lips, soft, warm, press against his and he leaned into it, his hands caressing her back and coming to rest on her hips. He broke the kiss for a moment, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you Rea... I could have saved a lot of trouble if i had..." he took her mouth again in his, his tongue flicking over her lips and slipping inside. If there was one thing you could say about them, it was that their passion for each other would never die. He felt belly pressed against his, and a kick told him that the babies felt it too. He smiled into her mouth before releasing. "Someone in there is anxious to get out" he laughed.

Rea smiled, her hand reaching for his and brought it to her slightly swelling belly so he could feel the babies moving more inside her. "You know, if it had been anyone else telling me that we still have 6 more weeks of the babies growing, I would have laughed at them. But I know Lord Granth knows things we do not, and has powers almost unheard of among elves. So I believe him, but these babies are making me think they're going to be huge when they're born. I mean, I'm only two weeks pregnant in an 8 week pregnancy, and they're already so active and ready to come out. And I swear, that kick was your son. Despite the fact that he feels us making love every night, he has to kick you every time he feels you against me." She laughed softly, a light, airy, tinkling sound, one that soothed and calmed his frayed nerves in the past. "I swear, Aaran, your son is jealous already!"

He laughed in return, along with her. He felt any of his remaining reservations or worries fading away with the sound of her voice. "When he grows up he'll have to get his own girl." he chuckled, "Your not for sharing" He rubbed her belly gently, His hand moving slowly down to rub between her legs. She was slightly damp, as she always seemed to be when he was around. He smiled at her, and then looked down at Voran. Voran laid at their feet, looking up at them as they talked. His tail flicked back and forth, brushing Aaran's legs, and he licked Rea's feet. Aaran looked down at the wolf, "I think Voran is happy as well... though he doesn't say much..." He laughed. He realized then that Rea didn't even know that Voran could speak, he had never told her, and Voran had never spoken to her. With a mischievous smirk, he asked the wolf, "So Voran... what do you think of your children being birthed by Rea?"

Voran looked at him and instantly talked, attesting to how excited he really was. He projected his thoughts to Aaran, and Rea also by accident, "Aaran, You know my feelings on this... For a wolf, Children are the pride of any pack, and mine are no different... " he suddenly stopped with a growl on realizing that Aaran had tricked him into talking. With a wolfish huff, he dropped his head to his paws and looked away.

Rea gasped as she heard Voran speaking, her sparkling green eyes wide with wonder. "Voran? You can speak?" she asked, amazed, her hand reaching down to scratch behind his ears. She carefully slipped from the bench to kneel in front of Voran, her heated sex just inches from her wolf mate's muzzle. Her left hand reached up to hold Aaran's hand as she leaned down towards the wolf, flicking her tongue lightly over his nose. "I'm honored to be carrying your pups, Voran," she said softly, nuzzling him. "You and Aaran hold my heart, and I wouldn't trade my new life for my old." She winked at the wolf, a playful smile on her lips, then schooled her features into seriousness as she looked up at Aaran. "But Aaran, I am for sharing. After all, I do have two loving, wonderful Masters who can't help but to find release in me, night after night. Not to mention at least a few times during the day too." She giggled, the sound delicate and ladylike. "But I will have no others inside me that are not babies or pups being nurtured before birth. Only my two lovers. My Aaran. My Voran."

Aaran held her hand in his own, listening to her and nodding at her words, "That's what I meant my love... I almost see myself and Voran as one. He is almost like my twin..." he smiled, his eyes soft as he looked at her, "At least our son will have a good example of the kind of woman to look for as a wife..." Voran looked up at her as she licked his nose and he sniffed, "Thank you Rea..." He scooted forward and his tongue lashed out across her wet folds, collecting the wetness there, "Mmm" he hummed. Aaran got off the bench and knelt behind Rea, his arms around her, holding her close. One of his hands slipped to her breasts.

Rea's legs parted more, giving Voran access to her damp slit, her juices running higher than last week, a testament to the love she felt for her master-mates and the pregnancy. She leaned back against Aaran, her arms slipping around his neck as the warm sun beat down on her and his hand slipped to her breasts. Her body arched up some, the movement pushing his other hand up to her other breast as her sex, so wet, so needy, ached for one of her lovers to take her. She softly whispered, "Our son will have plenty of girls to choose from when his sisters are born, whether he wants one that I birth, or Dear births, or even one from one of your other slaves, when you get them. It makes no difference to me who he wants as his wife-slave. But only when she's at the right age for him to take her, though he may talk to you, or us, about which one he wants before then. But I want all our daughters to know they are cherished, not just the one our son chooses to be his slavebride."

He nodded as Voran licked her slit again, sucking the juices as fast as they flowed. Aaran whispered, "They will know Rea... we'll love them as much as we do each other." Aaran felt her arch against him, and knew she was ready for them, no matter which wanted to take her slit. But He had another idea. Aaran smiled, "Rea... i want to try something new today..." he whispered in her ear. The sun was warm on her skin, and the breeze was blowing.

Rea moaned softly as Voran licked her, his tongue sweeping over her slit, dragging her juices from her, which just made them flow faster, preparing her for one of them to take her. The cool breeze made her nipples harden under the warm sun, the contrasting temperatures keeping her body slightly off balance, but feeling good. "What's that, Aaran?" she asked, a low gasp of pleasure slipping from her as she felt Voran's teeth nipping her sensitive, tender inner flesh slightly. Voran had discovered that she liked the slight nips he gave her when he licked her slit, especially since he was always careful not to actually hurt her. But the nips made her hips buck and her juices flower better.

Her husband rubbed her breasts gently, paying special attention to her nipples, sticking out so alluringly. He licked along the length of her ear as Voran licked, sucked and nibbled at her clit and lips. He reluctantly took one hand off of her breasts to slide down her side, over her hip and ass, until he rubbed around her asshole, "Rea... I want to try your ass...your still a virgin there..." he kissed her neck, "That way both of us can have you at the same time..."

Rea moaned softly as her husband rubbed her breasts and Voran licked and nibbled on her aching slit. A shiver raced through her as she felt her husband's hand sliding down her body, bringing more moans from her while her ear twitched from his licking, jolts of pleasure racing through her. Finally, she felt his finger teasing her tight asshole, her body trembling in need. "You mean, that hole can be used for this too, Aaran? And we haven't tried it yet?" She shook her head slightly, her long green tresses brushing over his stomach. "I've been missing out on feeling both of you inside me because you forgot to mention we could use my ass for this too?" Voran could see the twinkle in her green eyes, and she fought to remove the twinkle before looking over her shoulder at Aaran. "Well, then, my love, what should be done about this situation? Because I definitely want to feel you and Voran taking me together."

He chuckled as she teased him about forgetting her third hole, "I didn't forget... I wanted to wait for the right moment, and i think this is it..." he licked her neck as his finger began to press against her hole, forcing it's way inside., "It might hurt for a bit" he warned, "But I know you'll love it". He looked at Voran, "keep up the licking boy.." he slipped away from her for a moment, standing to remove his clothes and lay them on the bench by their side. His body slowly became visible, tanned and toned, his muscles rippling in the sunlight as he moved. Finally, nude, he sat back down behind her, taking her by the hips, "Let's lift you up a bit."

Rea gave a low moan as she felt her husband's finger working its way into her tight hole, trying to get her to relax and enjoy what was happening. Her hips gently bucked as Voran kept licking her, her eyes turning to watch Aaran stripping down, her green hues taking in every inch he bared to her until he was fully nude. She licked her lips, enjoying the sight of her husband-master nude. A low content sound escaped her lips as he returned to sitting behind her, his hands on her hips. She followed his lead, letting him lift her hips so he could slide under her.

From the new position, Aaran moved her slowly until she was laying back on him, her tight rosebud directly above his cock. He slowly scooted her down until his cock was poking into her, not slipping in yet because of her tightness. His hands remained where they were, but he licked her ears, relaxing her with his tongue and his whispers, "Shhh Rea... relax... give in..."

Rea lay on Aaran, feeling his strong body, so hard and muscled, yet so gentle and loving with her, under her back, holding her against him as he held her. She could feel his cock pressing against her tight rear entrance, and her body tensed in reaction. His soft whispers, the licking he was giving her ears and the feel of Voran's tongue lapping at her wet slit made her relax against him, her tiny rosebud giving slightly to his cock head.

Aaran maintained his firm but gently hold on her hips, and he slid her down farther, her back on his chest. He continued to whisper to her soothing words, he knew that the very tone of his voice was calming to her. His cock head began to slide into her back door, and then the beginning of his shaft. He felt her muscles give way, although she was still extremely tight, even tighter than her slit had been. He felt her head against his chest and he groaned as he slipped farther into her. "gods Rea... you feel so good..."

Rea moaned softly, still feeling Voran licking her slit, making her dampen even more, her juices sliding down between her ass cheeks and coating his shaft helping him ease into her a little more. "Aaran... oh gods.. Aaran.. you're so thick... you feel so good inside me..." She was already gasping for breath, feeling his cock pushing into her tight rear entrance, her body relaxing even more as he kept up his soft soothing words, her ears twitching as he licked the tips, sending shivers of pleasure through her. Suddenly, she cried out, cumming hard from the talented licking from Voran and Aaran's teasing of her ears. The resulting fluids gushing from her slit coated the rest of his hard cock, and her body's relaxed state eased him fully into her snug asshole.

Aaran felt her juices flowing down from her pussy, his cock becoming slick and lubricated. Her moans caused him to keep pressing, and as he did, she came, shuddering and gushing more juices. The extra liquid gave him the last bit of help that he needed, and his cock slipped all the way into her ass, her butt resting on his groin. He chuckled and kissed her at the wonderful feeling of her clamped down on his shaft. His cock throbbed and put him on edge just from the process of slipping inside her. He let his hands slip from her hips though, moving up to fondle her breasts for a moment. "Now for Voran..." he said.

Voran had continued to lick her all through her orgasm and at his name, his ears pricked up and he moved further forward, his cock already extended. He hopped up on her, his paws on her shoulders and his tip at her slit. Looking down at her, he licked her lips and then slid his hips forward and bucked his cock into her. His feral instincts too over then, and his hips began to thrust and fuck her rapidly. Aaran was ready for that, and held her steady while Voran began, and once the wolf was in a rhythm, he began to slide Rea up on his cock as well.

Rea's eyes closed, both her holes filled by her lovers, her mates, her Masters. It was a unique sensation, having Aaran's thick cock in her tight rear tunnel, stretching her around his girth, while Voran's more tapered length slid into her. For a brief moment, she felt wonderfully filled, then Voran mated her in the garden, his hips bucking hard against her pelvis, driving his lupine cock into her wet love tunnel while Aaran held her still, not moving in her ass, then suddenly she felt him moving her up along his length. A low cry escaped her lips, her eyes practically rolling back into her head as the pleasure she felt increased, her body trembling on top of Aaran as Voran's silky fur-covered body pressed against hers gently, careful not to put too much pressure on her womb, but enough for her to feel him against her chest with each thrust into her slick heat. It was amazing, the feel of both of them inside her. And she knew she'd been born for this moment, this pleasure, this ecstasy she was experiencing and sharing with her mates. "Ahhh.... oooohhhh... Aaran!! Voran!! oooo goddess.... don't stop...." she moaned, her tongue slipping between her lips and licking Voran's nose before she turned her head and licked Aaran's lips.

Aaran captured her tongue with his lips as she licked him and he pushed his lips onto hers, kissing her even as he began to slide her faster. He continued to pick up the pace, in time with Voran, so that at last they were fucking her together, both of her holes completely filled with their rods. Voran's knot began to grow, and he shortened his strokes, careful not to push it into her. He had heard Lord Granth tell them to make sure he didn't knot her while the babies were unborn because the extra length may hurt her. Aaran trusted his wolf though, and busied himself with sliding his wife up and down his cock in her ass, "gods Rea... You're awesome... your ass is so tight... It won't be long..."

Rea loved carrying the babies, but she missed the feel of Voran's knot tying her to him while he filled her with his wolf cum. Only six more weeks of not being able to tie with him. Well... at least that long until the babies were born. She hoped it wouldn't be long after that before she could feel Voran tying with her again. And the moment she got the go ahead from Lord Granth, who was now the household's private physician... well, the harem's at least.. she was going to find Voran, and have him mount and tie her. But for now, she worked with what she was allowed to get. But this... oh, goddess this felt wonderful... The pleasure built up inside her, and she screamed in joy and ecstasy, "Aaran!!! Voran!!!" Her walls clenched around both their cocks, her ass getting even tighter around Aaran while her cunt wrapped her wet muscles around Voran's shaft, her juices coating him as she came hard, even harder than before, squirting her release onto Voran's belly.

Both of her masters thrust at the same time as she came, her juices soaking Voran's belly and running down along Aaran's shaft and over his balls. There was so much, it made the ground damp underneath them. Neither of them cared though, as her frantic squeezing of her muscles caused then both to begin cumming. Their cocks swelled, and throbbed, gushing massive amounts of cum into her. Aaran's seed shot along her anal hole, pumping deep into her, Voran's seed splashed around in her cunt, unable to enter her womb, and flowed back out of her hole. The wolf Growled and nipped her breasts while Aaran yelled in pleasure.

Rea trembled as she felt them filling her in both holes, her body accepting their seed with pleasure. She slipped one arm around Voran's neck and the other around Aaran's as she felt Voran nipping at her breasts. "Oh, goddess..... that was amazing... I never dreamt... Mmmm.... this was even more wonderful...." Her words were choppy, unable to finish a complete sentence, from all the pleasure she'd just experienced.

Voran happily licked her face as his cock began to shrink and he pulled it out of her. Aaran stayed in her, his arms coming up to hold onto her and give her a squeeze. He kissed her neck, ears, hair... whatever he could reach with his lips. "Rea... I.... gosh.... fuck that was good...." he held her close to him as they both breathed hard.

Rea couldn't move... the orgasm she'd had from having her mates both inside her at the same time had exhausted her. But she loved the feel of them in her together. She looked at Voran, and licked his nose lovingly. "I won't tell anyone, Voran," she promised softly before snuggling against Aaran, breathing heavily and moaning softly to him. A small nod rubbed the back of her head against his chest. "I know, Aaran.... and I agree..." She would have been willing to remain right there, as long as her Master would let her, at least. She bit back a yawn, the excitement of the day wearing on her tired, pregnant form.

He leaned back against the ground, staring up at the sky and then down at her, laying across his stomach, his slowly shrinking cock still embedded in her ass. He sighed and closed his eyes, taking her hands in his and clasping them on her belly. He kissed the top of her head and then his brow furrowed, "Rea? Do you think I will be a good father?"

Rea smiled, knowing her husband was having the same doubts she was. After all, it was their first time as parents. She turned her head to the side, and looked up at him. "Aaran, my love, you will make a wonderful father. I just know you will." She gave a rueful grin and shook her head some. "I doubt I'll be a good mother though. At least to all our babies. Yours and Voran's. I think it's going to be hard to be a non four legged mommy to a litter of puppies and our baby as well."

"Now what are you talking about?" he scoffed, "Not a good mother... Rea... you'll be perfect..." he snuggled against her, "I'm going to have to find a female canine to nurse them though... I'm not sure they can drink your milk" He kissed her neck a few times. "we'll get through it... parents have for ages..." he paused, hearing a noise from the distance, a dog howling, "Shall we go inside?"

Rea snuggled against Aaran as he held her carefully and kissed her neck, her body trembling in pleasure against his. "We'll figure it out, Aaran. But let's see if I'm able to nurse them as well before we get the bitch to nurse them. And we may need more than one bitch if you plan on making this operation work, my love. Plus you'll have to breed them too, to guarantee the milk for the pups. For now, though, I think Dear and I should be enough to breed the pups we need for a few months. I think part of my temper earlier came from how new our feelings were for each other. Will you promise me no more females for about 3 months, after the baby and pups are born?"

He smiled at her, "of course, Love... I don't have any want to make you angry every time I bring home a new girl." he felt her tremble and he rubbed her chest and stomach gently, "I'm pretty sure that Dear would say she could handle all the birthing if I would let her." chuckling, he lifted her off of him and to the side, rolling so that he was facing her. He looked into her face, and stroked her jaw, before kissing her gently on the lips. Voran got up from his cleaning and padded around them, finally going over to the path from the entrance and sitting down, waiting.

Rea smiled and kissed Aaran back, licking his lips as well. "Dear will probably be getting more female birthed ferals than I will, but still, I know you want to make this a large success, though, and we'll need more than just one female to breed the pups. And the only pups I'm having are Voran's, so you'll need more girls. But at least this way, we can see how things go for the first couple litters." As she was on her hands and knees, she nuzzled into his neck and shoulder, before sitting back, giving him a chance to get to his feet before looking for his help to get to hers.

He offered his hand to her, clasping hers and also taking her by the waist as he gently pulled her to his feet. After she was steady, he retrieved his clothes, and slipped them on quickly. Shifting his shoulders to adjust his clothes, he put his arm around her waist and escorted her back out of the gardens, toward the dog pens where he knew that Dear would be waiting. "So... how many do you think Dear did before she got tired?"

Rea pressed against her husband, her arms around his waist as her head rested under his arm next to his chest. A soft giggle escaped her lips as she'd heard a few howls coming from the pens before she lost awareness of anything but what Aaran and Voran had been doing to her. "I heard at least three howls, but then again, I lost track. I had more important matters going on, my love. Namely you and Voran inside me together. And that was wonderful, my husband. I never dreamt that I could take two on at once like that."

He chuckled at her comments and rubbed her side, "I detect in your tone that you will want to be doing that again" he grinned and winked at her. They went up the small hill leading to the pens, and walked inside. Aaran looked around, seeing if any of the dogs looked tired. Most of them did... he laughed, "She was busy...I wonder... oh, there she is." he pointed to the end of the room to Dear's figure, curled up on the table at the end. He strode over.

Dear was still covered in dog cum, and had it running out of both her lower holes, a satisfied smile on her lips, which looked just as puffy as her pussy did. She truly looked like a well fucked elf. Seeing the two of them entering, she looked up and smiled. her voice was slightly raw as she said, "If I'm not pregnant, it was not for a lack of trying, Master Aaran. I fucked every dog you have, even two and three at a time. The Dalmatian got the deepest into me, but he was my second canine lover today."

Rea giggled and walked up behind Aaran, looking at Dear. "You need a bath now. Don't tell me you fucked them in their pens, did you?"

Dear looked at Rea and nodded. "I did, Rea. No one told me if there was somewhere else I was supposed to fuck them at."

Aaran gave Rea a smirk, then turned back to Dear, "I have had a room specially created for breeding, or for pleasure... I'll show it to you on the way to the baths...Rea's right." he gave her a wink, "While all that cum running out of you makes for a good spectacle, you do NEED a bath." he chuckled, "It appears you enjoyed yourself... and I'm glad to hear that you didn't forget the main purpose of all these dogs.... your pussy looks raw." He gave Rea a squeeze on the waist and then nodded toward the entrance, "this way..."

Dear sat up, then slid from the table to follow Aaran and Rea to the baths. "You can thank the Doberman and then the Dalmatian... and then the others... they all got to breed me.. my pussy, mouth and ass all got taken today... But of all the dogs, the Dalmatian has the longest cock. He penetrated my cervix." Her small movements looked a little stiff from where the dogs had all taken a turn in her holes.

Rea giggled again, then slipped an arm around Dear's shoulder, pulling her up to walk with her. "I've gotten Aaran to promise me not to bring any more girls home for a little while. I know he wants to get the breeding program off to a good start, but I told him that too many at once may make the dogs a bit upset. I think if we give them enough time to get used to fucking you first, then in a few months, bring in a couple more new girls, it will be a better success than if we just dumped a lot of girls on them at once. So for the next four and a half months, you're the only one fucking these dogs. Now if you are pregnant, we might have to get another girl in to help take care of them. But until we know, the dogs are all your lovers. And it will give you time to get Diablo used to you."

Aaran listened to their conversation as he led the way, he looked back for a minute, "In about a week I'll have Lord Granth have a look at you for signs of pregnancy... in the mean time, feel free to use any of the dogs to your heart's content... with permission of course." he smiled and kept walking, taking them to the bathing rooms. They were located on the first floor, and there were two, or two in Aaran's wing anyway. The entire mansion had been designed from the beginning to accommodate Aaran's future Harem, and his father had spared no expense in the construction. There was a personal bath, specifically for Aaran and any of his companions that he chose to bring with him.

And there was the Harem baths. The Harem baths were made up of one large pool-like tub, and several smaller baths. There was a door that led into the personal bath, and stairs that led up to the Harem's sleeping chambers, down the hall from Aaran's bedroom. It was to the Harem baths that Aaran led them, bringing Rea into areas that even she hadn't seen before. He pushed open the double doors into the baths, and they were immediately met with soft blue light from lanterns hung on the walls. The water was warm, and a bit of steam was rising from the water. "Here we are... This is the Harem's bathing area..."

Dear smiled and nodded, then said, "I really want to try that lion too, but I remember what you said about not fucking him yet, Master Aaran." She and Rea followed him as he lead them to the bathing room for the Harem, and Rea looked around, having never been here before. Her eyes took in the bathing quarters for the Harem, which were rather extensive, then grinned at Aaran. She walked closer to him, letting Dear take a look around as she slipped her arms around his neck and pulled him down a little, remembering Lord Granth's admonition to not stretch too much during her pregnancy. "I still prefer our bathing quarters, my love," she whispered against his lips a moment before kissing him deeply. She poured all her love into her kiss.

Aaran smiled into the kiss and pulled her closer to him, embracing her fully with his arms, and his lips. His love poured back at her, flowing through their union, connecting them on levels beyond that of the normal mortal. He knew that there was something deeper to them... something more than just master and slave, and something even more than Husband and Wife... Their kiss lasted for a long time, neither moving, except to move their lips against each other. Neither of them took a breath, they didn't need to... At last, Aaran put a hand on each of her shoulders and gently pushed them apart, looking into her eyes.

Rea returned his look, her gaze holding a soul bound love, one that would surpass their lives together in the here and now, and she knew that in their next lives, they would be together again. They were truly soul mates, and always would be. Every lifetime spent together only strengthened their soul bond more, just as their previous lives has strengthened them for this lifetime. In her eyes, he could see everything she was in the past and what she would be in the future. Neither remembered Dear in the bathing area as they gazed into the depths of eternity in each other's eyes.

Aaran stared back at her, his fingers coming up to trace the lines of her jaw with his fingertips, "Rea..." he stopped, not needing to say more. With a smile, his fingers slipped from her face to her hand and he took it. Finally, he remembered Dear, standing, watching them from a distance. He cleared his throat, and looked at her. "um... go ahead and get cleaned up... upstairs you'll find a bed that I had made with your name on the headboard... anything else you need will either be in your dresser or you can have one of the maids get it."

Rea held his hand, then got a feeling someone was missing. "Aaran, where's Voran?" She looked around, but didn't see her wolf mate anywhere in the bathing area.

Dear nodded and went into the bath, swimming a little in the larger pool of water, letting the water flow over her body. It was just slightly warm, not hot enough to be considered a hot spa to relax muscles, just enough to make her mind relax some. After a few minutes, she moved to one of the smaller baths, the water in here much hotter, the heat seeping into her sore muscles and easing the tension. But she knew she shouldn't stay too long in the hot pool, just in case she was pregnant, and moved back to the larger one to wash and rinse off before drying off and heading up to the bed quarters.

Aaran looked around for the wolf, "I'm not sure exactly... maybe he went upstairs..." He smiled at her, watched Dear for a moment, and then turned back into the hall, gently pulling Rea with him. He closed the doors behind him, and then took Rea upstairs, back to their bedroom. Voran was sitting outside the door, panting and looking at them with almost a smile on his face. Aaran grinned, "See.." and then opened the door. One of the maids had evidently cleaned the room while they were out, his clothes were away and the bed was made. Aaran took her to the bed and sat her on it, sitting next to her.

Rea nodded, a little worried about Voran, but knew he was an adult male wolf, easily able to handle himself in a crisis. She followed him up to their room, and saw Voran sitting outside their door. She waited until they were inside the room to kneel by him and wrap her arms around his neck for a moment. "You had me worried, Voran," she whispered into his fur, then felt Aaran gently tugging on her hand to lead her to the bed, and she sat down, looking at him. Her heart was in her eyes as she looked at him, then she leaned forward, licked his lips and whispered, "Yes, Aaran. We have something most people never find. A true, deep spiritual connection. The only other one I've seen is the one between Lord Granth and his wife."

Voran licked her face a few times as she hugged him, then followed them in, hopping up on the bed to lay on the other side of her. Aaran nodded, "I know Rea... it seems so unreal... and yet, so real. It's always been there I think... we just didn't know it." he kissed her lightly, "You had best lay down love... and don't worry, I'm not going to leave you the rest of the day."

Rea nodded and, with one hand holding Aaran's and the other in Voran's soft, luxurious pelt, lay back in the bed, her head propped up on the pillow and fell asleep, surrounded and secure in the love in the room.