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It was a beautiful day off the coast of the Commonwealth. Just me, my wife, and the shoddy boat we'd managed to make seaworthy again. The water wasn't too rough and the sun was shining. The only clouds were far off in the distance, making it a great time for us to bathe our fur in the sun. Just relax with only the sound of the ocean and the light chatter of the radio in background. Well, it would have been relaxing but . . .

"Geoff? Geoff! Would you get over here? Nothing bad is going to happen."

I looked over to Kayla who was standing at the bow of our idle ship. She was looking back at me over her shoulder which gave me a great view of her entire, pregnant form. Her white belly was rounded with a child well into development and her hefty breasts - covered in a light blue bikini top - laid on top of the curve. Her white underside came up to her muzzle before giving way to her natural brown fur color. Atop her head was a lengthy sum of darker brown hair with a pair of perky, wolfish ears poking out from her disheveled hair. I looked back down her body to her bountiful rump and wide hips with her fluffy brown tail waving gently behind. Her legs were just as shapely and were accentuated by her fur fading back to white as it reached her legs.

I would have loved to have been enjoying the scenery (and my wife) but I couldn't pry myself away from the wall of the boat cabin. I was terrified by the water. I couldn't move away from the wall which I tried to convince myself was the safest location on the boat. But the problem was that I was still on a boat and the idea of it, being out in the middle of the ocean, with the nearest land being miles off, was paralyzing. Ironic, considering she was the entire reason I was in this situation in the first place. I looked back up to my wife who was still staring me down with her gentle blue eyes, a look of concern on her face.

"Geoff, would you please stop analyzing me with your eyes and just come stand over here with me?" Kayla called from the bow of the ship. She was only a few feet away but I couldn't move my legs. I stared back wide eyed and shook my head quickly. I heard her sigh and she turned back around to look out over the ocean for a few seconds. Then she seemed to get an idea as she turned around again, this time with a sultry look in her eyes. "You know, Geoff," she murred, taking one hand and running it over her swollen belly while the other lightly caressed one of her large breasts, "if you like anything you see . . . you can always come on over and get a, closer look." She growled seductively the last couple words, striking a pose with one hand on her hip and the other groping a breast through her top.

I looked on anxiously at her attempt to seduce me, trying to get me more comfortable with the current predicament and I'll be damned if it wasn't actually working. I felt myself slowly becoming turned on by her gravid form and the desire to be closer to her started nagging at my mind. She was using my obsession against me and I couldn't help but fall for it.

I slowly looked side to side from where I was back-hugging the corner of the cabin. I wasn't sure exactly what I was looking for - anything to give me a reason not to move from where I was stuck I guess. There wasn't anything aside from the railing on the sides of the ship and the vast ocean beyond it. That should have been valid enough reason to not move but if I was going to be stuck out here, I guess I had to try to get used to it, for Kayla if nothing else. I just really, really did not want to.

I loosened my grip on the walls and brought them to my sides in a ready to move pose. I then carefully moved my legs forward a few inches so they weren't pressed to the wall. Looking nervously down and then to the sides again, I took a few tentative steps forward with my tail between my legs toward where Kayla stood.

She tried to keep up her sexy pose but it gave way to her just looking at me with pity. Not mocking or disappointed but just genuinely concerned for my condition. It was nice to know that she cared and it would have been more endearing if it hadn't been her who had got me out here in the first place. I had almost made it to the railing at the bow of the ship when a small rough patch of water set me off balance. It wasn't really that severe a wave but I was too jumpy so I stumbled and grabbed the railing next to Kayla. I looked down at the water lapping at the boat briefly and was overcome with a sudden feeling of dread before snapping my eyes shut and tightening my death-grip on the rail.

It was a few seconds of me not being aware of anything but the nauseating rocking of the boat and my own heart beating in my chest before I felt a hand rest gently on my shoulder. "You alright, Geoff?"

I tried to open my eyes and turn around to look at my wife but all I saw was the ocean below me so I returned to my fearful state. I shook my head in my arms quickly and replied, "N-no. Can we go back now?" I felt an arm wrap around my shoulder and I was comforted slightly by the warm gesture.

"Come on Geoff, let's go sit behind the cabin. We can sit in the chairs and just relax. It's nice out today. Nothing to be afraid of - just the five of us and the open sea." I felt her bare pregnant middle press against my side as she leaned over my keeled over form, pulling me into a hug. I briefly forgot my current situation to revel in her caring embrace. She held me like that for a minute or so in which time I could occasionally feel the gentle movement within her belly. It seemed like they were pretty active right now.

Feeling a little more confident, I raised myself up from the railing, opened my eyes, and turned to face her. She was looking at me with a soft expression on her face, her eyes showing concern and her muzzle in a slight frown. Keeping my right hand gripped firmly to the rail, I took my left and wrapped it around her middle, resting my hand on her stomach. It took all of my self-control not to tighten my grip around her as I felt the boat shift naturally underneath me.

She looked back at me with a smile and wrapped her right arm around my waist as well. Then without a word she brought her other hand over to mine which was gently rubbing up and down the side of her belly. Just feeling her pregnant stomach and the gentle movement within was enough to calm me. I gave her a nervous smile as her hand took mine and moved it to a specific spot on her dome. I was met with a kick against my hand. I shivered at the feeling, her pregnant form being so fascinating and yet so arousing at the same time. I was becoming turned on once again just by being in such close proximity to her pregnant form. I looked down to her white-furred belly as I worked up the courage to speak, hoping to see some of the movements from the outside, "F-five?" I questioned, rubbing my hand in union with her own across her belly, feeling the gentle kicks from within. "Y-You thought there was only two a few days ago. You think there are more?"

I looked back up to see her face brighten, whether it was because she had got me talking or because she was just excited about the pregnancy, I didn't know but she spoke eagerly as she guided my hand around her swollen belly. "Well, I know for sure there are at least two because I can feel distinct movements here," she guided my hand to the upper left hemisphere, "and here," she continued, bringing my hand to the opposite side of her stomach. "But," she brought my hand to the underside of her curve, right above the light blue bikini bottom she was wearing, "I also think there might be another one somewhere around here because sometimes I can feel them moving and it doesn't seem to come from where the other two are. What do you think, dear?"

I felt intently around where she indicated but I couldn't make out anything in particular. It was much easier for her to figure these things out, being the one who actually carried them around and all. I grinned sheepishly as her pregnant form started to make me noticeably flustered. "Maybe . . . I'd be alright with however many we have though, as long as I'm having them with you."

"Aw, you're so sweet - even when you're scared out of your mind . . ." she leaned over and gave me an affectionate lick over my nose. I looked away nervously toward the ever-present ocean at her mentioning my fear. I could feel myself blushing under my fur. She kept looking at me and as I looked back I saw her expression change again, this time from a loving smile to a devious smirk. She slid in front of me so that her behind was now pressed to my front. She was a bit shorter than myself so I could easily rest my head over her shoulder. Her now free right hand came down and pried my hand away from the railing that I had so tightly been gripping. I reluctantly gave up my grip on the rail and let her guide my hand around her body to the underside of her belly where my other hand rested. My breath quickened briefly as I let go of the only stable holding nearby but I gradually calmed down as I felt her body press to mine, eventually taking a deep breath and relaxing somewhat into the side of her head.

It wasn't long before she was taking my hands even lower to the bikini bottom she wore and placed them right on top of her covered lips. My shaft slowly thickened in my sheath as I felt the warmth her mound gave off through the thin fabric. The way the rocking motion of the boat made her behind rub up against my crotch did not help either. "You know," she said quietly, taking a quick glance back at me pressed against her, "you're not the only one getting pleasure out of my pregnancy . . ." My tailed wagged slowly behind me as she kept my hands pressed to her own growing arousal. "Hey," she started, turning around quickly and taking both my hands in her own again, bringing them down to rub against the underside of her belly again, "Would you like to come with me and see if we can find that third pup? I think it would be easier if I was lying down . . ." she offered, flashing me a devious look before finishing, "and not wearing these restrictive clothes . . ."

I smiled and leaned forward to return the lick on the nose, "Heh, o-okay . . ." She came around to my side and wrapped her arm around my waist again while the other continued to hold my hand. I wrapped mine around to rest on her stomach again as she then guided me toward the other side of the ship, more or less supporting me and my unsteady steps the entire way.

"You know," Kayla said, looking sidelong at me in mock irritation, "usually it's the husband that helps the pregnant wife get around, you know, on account of the extra weight," she mentioned, straightening up and jutting her large belly out in the process. It was more arousing to me than it probably should have been.

"Sorry honey, I, uh, guess I don't have my sea legs yet. And I don't think I want to. Ever. Please. I really liked it back on land you know. We could have done all of this without the ocean. There are some nice coastlines that -"

"Geoff, please." She cut me off as we reached the other side of the cabin where there was a slight dip in the deck of the ship where we'd set up the nicest looking furniture we could find. Really it was just a couple of lawn chairs and a small mattress set up on a metal frame nailed to the deck but it was nice for just the two of us. "You agreed to come out here with me. We wanted to have some time to ourselves, away from the settlement. If you wanted us to stay home, you wouldn't have helped me fix the boat or bothered to come along." She argued, not sounding irritated but just concerned about why I would put myself through this.

She sat down on the edge of the mattress and I quickly followed suit, taking a seat beside her and keeping my hand wrapped around her midsection. I looked around anxiously at the surrounding ocean for anything in particular but all I saw were some fluffy white clouds in the distance and the shore a few miles off. I turned back around to look at her. She had her hand on my lap and was staring at me inquisitively. I shifted uncomfortably under her gaze (and at the knowledge of where I was currently) before responding. "You know I couldn't just let you go out here by yourself, especially not like you are now," I rubbed her bump to emphasize my point. "Besides, I know how much you like it out here, exploring the unknown. Figured I couldn't let you have all the fun."

"I appreciate it but I wish you could just relax a little bit more. It's no fun for me if you can hardly even move while we're out here." She rubbed her hand up and down my thigh in a comforting manner, trying to calm my nerves.

I took another deep breath and decided I should at least try and be more comfortable. "Okay. What should I do to relax?"

She moved her hand over to my chest to tug on the vault jumpsuit I was still wearing. "Well first of all," she said, unwrapping her hand from my waist and using it to push me slowly down onto my back on the mattress, "maybe you could be dressed more appropriately for being out at sea. That jumpsuit just will not do." With that she got up on one knee and leaned over me, taking her hand and slowly unzipping the jumpsuit.

In a bout of panic I reached up and grabbed her hands before she could unzip the suit, "Whoa, no! I need that!" I held on tight to my suit like it was some kind of security blanket.

She kept her hands on my chest and gave me a look of derision. "Geoff, I'm telling you, there's no way that vault suit has a floatation device built-in. It doesn't make any sense - there's no room for it. Besides, it'll feel nice to have the sun on your fur. It's not every day you get to relax away from the harsh conditions of the Commonwealth."

I mumbled some unintelligible excuse under my breath as I moved my hands off of hers and allowed her to unzip the suit. She continued to slowly unzip the vest and as I became more and more exposed to the elements, my breath became shorter and shorter, feeling too exposed out here. I kept looking side to side in fear as Kayla continued to remove the garment, staring down at me in contemplation. Eventually she stopped and let out a gentle sigh at my negative responses. "Here Geoff," she said, taking a minute to lean back so she was sitting on her knees between my legs. "Just focus on me and everything will be alright." She gave me a coy smile before reaching behind her with both arms and undoing the clasp on her bra, letting her large breasts fall free. I was captivated by the sight as she removed the bra entirely and dropped it over the side of the mattress. Her breasts had been rather large before and getting pregnant had only made them larger. Her areola had become wider and darker as her nipples swelled with milk, anticipating the arrival of her unborn children.

She scooted forward on her knees so she was now looming over me, "Like what you see?" she asked, grabbing each breast with a hand and slowly kneading them, squeezing her nipples between finger and thumb, drawing out pleasured little moans and gasps that only aroused her further. "Just lay back and - ah! - enjoy . . ."

I looked on eagerly at the show I was being given. After a few seconds of fiddling with her nipples I started to notice a small bit of moisture starting to form around her nipples. I started to pant as my arousal grew stronger, I could feel the head starting to poke out from its sheathe, rubbing against my undergarments and causing a bulge to form in my half unzipped jumpsuit. Before long she stopped playing with her breasts and leaned over me, continuing her task of removing my jumper.

This time however, I wasn't made more uncomfortable by having my clothes removed. Instead, I was relieved as the now stuffy jumpsuit was removed. She went slow anyway though, unzipping the garment all the way down to my waist while she looked down at me. When she reached the end of the zipper, she gently pulled the garment off to the side, guiding my arms out through the sleeves but never breaking her gaze from my own. Now all that was left was the bottom half of the suit which she was eager to remove. She stood back up on her knees and reached down, gripping the waistband of the jumpsuit and tugging it down. My half erect penis was eager to emerge over the cloth and I let out a sharp gasp as the cloth rubbed past the emerging shaft and was exposed to the midday sun. It felt strange being exposed in such a way. It wasn't a bad feeling but I just wasn't used to it when whole-body protection was pretty much required on the land. I could see why Kayla was enjoying it so much.

I let out a short gasp as I felt her hand wrap around my shaft, slowly stroking it up and down to get it to full mast. I looked down and saw her continuing her ministrations, her body close to my own that her belly was nearly pressed to my erection. I raised myself up onto my elbows slowly and looked down my prone form to see that her dark nipples were glistening in the sun, still damp from lactating earlier. With this lovely view, I wasn't able to contain myself long, quickly reaching full mast in her hand.

She then let go of my erection and moved up my body so that she was now straddling my crotch, the tip of my dick just barely being teased by her bikini bottom. I let out a soft gasp when the sensitive tip brushed against the material, throbbing gently at the sensation. "You ready, sweetie?" Kayla asked as she reached down with one hand to her bikini. I watched as she pulled the fabric off to one side, revealing her swollen sex. I nodded eagerly at the presentation, realizing just how aroused she must be for her folds to be so flushed with color. She was also visibly wet, the arousal evident by the sun glistening off her lips.

I looked on eagerly as she slowly started gyrating her hips over my crotch, rubbing her lips against my dick, grinding slowly and giving a deep growl as she enjoys the stimulation to her nethers. My fears were all but forgotten as I felt the heat radiating from her vagina press against my member. It was almost unnaturally hot how aroused she was and she seemed to be getting a large amount of pleasure just from the foreplay.

Curious, I reached up with my hands and brought her down to me, as close as her pregnant belly would allow. She seemed surprised at first, presumably that I was actually taking action, but she didn't complain. Instead, she leaned into me, pressing her belly to my own and placing her head to the side of mine. While she was panting into my ear, I turned to the side and gave her lick behind the ear and nibbling lightly on the tip, eliciting a growl from her. "Why are you so horny, hun? You're so hot it's like you're in heat again," I whispered in her ear, thrusting my hips upward gently, rubbing the length of my shaft against the top of her lips. She let out a sharp gasp and almost went limp in my grasp - I must've brushed her clit.

Breathing heavy in my ear, she responded between pants, "I don't . . . know. Something about . . . being out here . . . the freedom . . . being pregnant." She pulled back off my shoulder and looked lovingly into my eyes, "With you . . ." I smiled and tilted my head, pulling her into a kiss. It was a bit awkward with muzzles but it didn't matter, we were close, sharing an intimate moment. Our tongues twined as our mouths overlapped, savoring the moment before she pulled away, even more out of breath than before.

I looked down at her swollen belly and then back into her eyes, a devious grin now forming on my face. Grabbing her by the shoulders, I pushed her forward and onto her back, now with me laying on top, being careful not to press down too hard on her belly. Kayla gave me a look of surprise as she was flipped onto her back, obviously not expecting me to act so forward. Then I slowly moved down her body, nuzzling into her neck and moving down to her breast, taking a few, long strokes over each. I watched her face contort in pleasure as I meticulously ran my tongue over each nipple, over and over. I brought my tongue back and was met with the subtle taste of milk. I looked toward her face and licked my chops, grinning at her obvious pleasure.

Then I moved down further so I could lap gently at her swollen belly, taking the opportunity to run my hands all over belly again, savoring the feeling. The little ones inside hadn't settled down any so I could still feel them moving about inside as I caressed her baby bump. She murred softly at my touch and brought her own hands to the top of her belly, making little circles on each side. Knowing her favorite spot, I focused my licking now on her outie belly button which was just barely covered by her belly fur. As I passed over the sensitive nub I felt her entire body shiver under my touch, writhing at the weird sensation. I felt my erection pulsing between her body and mine, and I used all my self-control to not pounce her right now. I just continued my attention to her body, making sure she was satisfied. I managed a few more licks across her button before I felt her hands pushing weakly on my head and then through gasping breaths, she begged "No . . . no more . . . Please . . ."

I gave a smug smile and stopped my licking of the strange erogenous zone. Then I moved down further to the underside of her pregnant belly where I could very clearly smell her honeypot. It was almost overwhelming in its intensity and it only served to arouse me further. I peeked up over the curve of her belly to see her looking down at me in anticipation. "You said you needed help? Seeing if you had another little one hiding down here?" I said, playfully rubbing my hand along the underside of her belly, dangerously low and close to her heated folds. "I can help you with that . . ." I growled, bringing my head down to the very bottom of her belly and exhaling hot breath on her groin area.

I couldn't see her expression but I heard a pleasured 'Mmm' as I breathed onto her underside and then she muttered "Oh, please do . . ." I didn't need any further encouragement. Bringing my head down further, I hovered over her pussy for a second and took a big whiff of her scent. It was like taking a pure hit of arousal that sent my blood pumping even faster through my body but mostly to my erection which still throbbed between my legs, craving attention. I took another deep inhale and steeled myself, knowing it would all be worth it in just a little bit, I just had to last a while longer. Licking my chops, I pushed forward with my muzzle into her snatch, using my tongue to dive into the heated depths.

I was immediately greeted by the feeling of her legs instinctively wrapping around my head as her need was finally satisfied. I let out a muffled huff as I was pressed further into her folds, making it hard to breathe while the overwhelming smell caused me to go light headed. I wrapped my arms under her arched legs and pulled gently at her thighs, trying to communicate that I needed to breathe. It took a few seconds but once she realized I'd stopped fellating her, she gasped and unlocked her legs, allowing me to pull back.

I pulled out and took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure. I looked back over her swollen dome and raised an eyebrow in confusion at her. Panting, she looked back down at me before saying, "Sorry, sweetie, I . . . I couldn't help it. I really need - ga-a-a-ah!" All I heard was her exclamation of surprise as I dove right back into her, plunging her depths with my tongue. This time I wasn't immediately locked in by her legs, making me grateful for her new level of self-control. With my hands now free I was able to reach around her legs and gently rub the underside of her belly, enjoying the feeling.

With my muzzle pressed to her lips and my long, canid tongue working its way around her insides, I continued eating her out. I heard her panting and moaning getting louder and louder as I continued my ministrations. She was close to orgasm and I could tell she wasn't going to last much longer. With a newfound vigor, I dug a little deeper, hoping to get her off. I felt her legs twitch around my head as I reached new depths before I suddenly felt her walls convulsing around my tongue which was quickly followed by her legs locking around my head again, trying to push me deeper. I couldn't go much deeper but that didn't stop her from smothering me with her pussy as an orgasm rocked her body and her insides squeezed down on my tongue.

After a few seconds of intense orgasm, she released my head from her leg's death grip and her whole body collapsed in the aftermath, twitching slightly in post-orgasmic bliss. I licked my chops as I pulled up slowly from her mound, my face damp with her juices. I rested back on my knees, panting quietly and just watched as Kayla lay there, breathing deeply and savoring the feeling. After a few seconds, I was made aware of my own arousal again when my painfully hard cock brushed against the fur on my thigh. I really needed some relief but there was no way I could take advantage of her now. Especially not when she was pregnant. I sighed. I was okay with being the submissive one, as long as I could revel in her lovely form. I looked down at her breathless form, her large, rounded middle and swollen breasts heaving up and down with each breath. I could just stay like this all day.

In my reverie, I didn't notice her breath had steadied and she was now propping herself up on her elbows, now looking at me over her belly. I only noticed when she sat up completely and looked down at my obvious erection, a glazed over expression in her eyes, apparently not over her last orgasm. I watched in surprise as she got up and rolled over on unsteady arms and legs onto her hands and knees. Getting into a proper doggy style position, she lifted her tail and presented herself to me before looking over her shoulder with a lusty look on her face. She started panting again but it wasn't from exhaustion; she was panting from arousal. "C-come on Geoff. I . . . I know you need to get off too. I can go . . . another round . . ."

I gave her a skeptical look, seeing her legs still shaking underneath her. I certainly wasn't going to pass up on an offer like that so I moved forward on my hands over to her backside, grabbing her by the hips and pressing myself up against her so that my erection was rubbing up between her cheeks, teasing both of us. I didn't enter her yet though. Instead, I leaned down over her back and whispered in her ear, "Kayla, if you need me to slow down, just tell me. I don't want to -"

I was interrupted as she lowered her ears and growled back at me while thrusting her behind back into my crotch, exclaiming "Grr, Geoff! Put. It. _in_already!" My ears lowered briefly at her scathing tone but I grinned at her eagerness. Not wasting any time, I pulled myself off her back and with a quick readjustment I was pressing my dick up to her entrance. I felt her tense up at feeling my cock and I almost recoiled from the heat coming off of her cunt - apparently my work had only turned her on further. I didn't hold back though. With a well aligned thrust, I shoved my dick as far as it would go, bottoming out with hardly any resistance due to the copious amount of self-lubrication she'd provided. Much like I expected, as soon as I thrust into her I felt myself fall forward as she gasped and her arms gave out under her.

I let an amused grin cross my face at her predicament; uncontrollably aroused but unable to keep up. I considered using her like this but I couldn't bring myself to do it, even with how lustful I was currently. I let out a sigh and moved my hands from her hips to under her arms. With a grunt, I lifted her entire torso up until we were both sitting up on our knees, me holding her up as I penetrated her from behind. It was a bit of a straining position but I took pleasure in the fact that I wasn't just using her like some sex toy.

I started thrusting upward into her body, now using my hands holding her up to grope her bare breasts, playing with her nipples, eliciting loud groans of pleasure as she was stimulated all over her body. I looked down over her shoulder as I worked her form and saw her large belly jutting out more prominently in this position. I murred in pleasure at the sexy sight, only getting turned on more by the thought of making love to my own pregnant wife. I moved my hands from her breasts to her belly, clearly showing my affection.

After a little while, I started to notice that she had moved her hands up to her belly to meet mine as I caressed it, filled with our unborn children. But then she moved them further up her body so she was holding my arms, holding her up, trying to pull away from my grip. I let her go slowly, stopping my thrusting briefly so she could get back on her hands and knees. She looked back at me briefly before moving her hips around on my shaft, trying to get me to continue, "Don't worry Geoff, I . . . I can take it. Just needed a . . . a breather. Now, come on - no holding back!"

I grinned and wordlessly took up my thrusting again as she braced herself against the floor, now able to move faster from this more comfortable position. After only a little while I felt myself starting to come close, my knot slowly starting to form at the base of my dick, making my thrusts more difficult with each pass. Kayla must have known I was close too as I could hear her breath catching in her throat every time my developing knot passed in and out of her lips. As my thrusts became more frantic, I leaned over and pressed my body to her back, trying to get a better vantage. I also took the opportunity to reach forward and nibble at her ear, speaking in it as I approached my climax, "K-Kayla, should I . . . should I -"

"Yes! YES! Finish inside! Tie me! I need it!" Kayla exclaimed, pressing back against my crotch, trying to get my dick as far inside her as possible.

"O-okay" I huffed, renewing my thrusts into her. We were out of sync to the point where it was like we were mashing our bodies against one another in a fervor. I couldn't hold out much longer so with one final thrust I managed to just barely squeeze my knot past her lips, now holding myself there as the knot continued to expand, firmly locking us in place. The sudden stretching must have sent her over the edge as well as she let out a twisted groan of pleasure as her body was wracked with orgasm once again.

Thinking quickly, I rolled over onto my side, bringing her with me - still attached by my knot - knowing she might collapse again from the stimulation. I wasn't done yet though as the feeling of her contracting around my member jumpstarted my own orgasm. I tensed up and let out a quick gasp as I gave one final, instinctual thrust into her as I started to release inside her. It lasted for a short while before each ejaculation became less frequent and weaker, eventually calming down until we were simply joined by the tie.

We just sat there for a little while after that, just basking in the afterglow of the sex and enjoying each other's company. My hand rested idly on her pregnant belly, while the other rested above my head. I absent mindedly stroked her belly, feeling the movement within, the children obviously not soothed by our lewd actions. Eventually Kayla regained her breath completely, now entirely cognizant. Her hand rested absently on her stomach as she snuggled up against me, in mutual love and from the actual physical connection. It wasn't very often we got to tie together. It just wasn't safe to do on land where danger could be lurking anywhere - it left us vulnerable. This was a nice change in pace. Kayla leaned her head back into my own and nuzzled the side of my muzzle before asking, "Why did you go on your side Geoff? Wouldn't it have been - you know - better, on top?"

I smiled and returned her affections and replied with a lick across her cheek, "Well, I didn't want you face first into the bed like that. And besides," I grabbed her hand resting on her belly and moved it across the taut fur of her pregnant dome, "I didn't want to squish the little ones."

She giggled a little at my somewhat extreme paternalism, continuing to rub her hand up and down her body with mine still resting on top. "I appreciate it Geoff; there's hardly any room left in there as is," she commented, letting out a little huff as she shifted her heavy form slightly. I felt myself twitch a little inside her passage at her remark, my pregnancy obsession getting the better of me. "Ooh . . ." Kayla quietly gasped at the feeling of my dick throbbing once more inside her, "sorry babe, but I knew that one would get to you." It was hard to make out from this angle but I was pretty sure she had a smug look on her face.

I shifted around a little, specifically trying to touch some sensitive areas inside her just to get back at her. I must have brushed up against something because she let out a short gasp from one of my movements. "You know," I said, settling back down at her side, "if you keep this up, we're never going to get separated."

I felt her relax into my body once again as I stopped shifting around, letting out a sigh, "I wouldn't mind that . . ." I smiled and rested my head just above her own as we just laid there, enjoying one another's company. After a few minutes my ears perked up as she shifted slightly and looked back over her shoulder to me, "Geoff?" she queried.

"Mhm?" I acknowledged with a murmur.

She took my hand in her own and brought it to a specific spot on her belly, "there's definitely three."

I felt a warm tingling sensation go throughout my body, not in arousal but in an overwhelming sense of parental pride. "You're sure?" I asked even though I already knew the answer. She nodded. I gave a pleasant sigh, enjoying our intimate embrace. "Love you . . ."

"Love you too."

. . .

"Can we go home now?"