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Chapter 24

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By the end of the night on Monday Kaiden had made up his mind, and, the following morning he explained his plans to his Roost. After much thought, the young man realized that he was not only obligated to visit Vetlyk's father due to him being a Holruk, but he was honestly looking forward to having some quiet time with the Viddin 'prince' away from the prying eyes and questioning stares of the Unity Centre.

He would honestly miss the rest of his study group, but it also wasn't THEIR eyes that caused the problems, and being in a more relaxed environment, Kaiden believed, would help Vetlyk unwind with him in a meaningful way. His explanation, however, was straight forward. "I'll be joining Vetlyk on this break, and next break I'll join someone else, and so on-- HuuStook, after all."

The explanation was all his Roost required, but there were other matters to address. Vetlyk, having been the chosen Vidden excused himself to let the rest of the classmates set other terms to which he would willingly oblige. In their usual ways, each Viddin spoke over one another as they held council, leaving Kaiden in a blur until they came to their conclusion and the agreement to which they would abide-- and seek approval from Kaiden.

First, they all acknowledged that the remaining parts of the week would give each of the six classmates who don't get Kaiden for vacation a half night with him-- Nittik would get the afternoon of day one and Kytskir would get the night; Hahn would get the afternoon of day two while Prirn would get the night; day three would be shared between Tral and Sokkas. Both of whom were relatively argumentative over who would get the afternoon and who would get the night right up until Kytskir suggested that time spent with Kaiden would be non-sexual.

A number of objections were raised (Nittik and Hahn predominantly) but, in the end, it was seen as the most reasonable way to quell the arguments. When the six Viddin presented the proposal to the Human they explained that Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday were figured out, leaving Friday open. It was Tral who elaborated on that part. "I thought you would want a quiet night to yourself before you leave. You mentioned before that long trips make you uncomfortable and you stress out so..." as he spoke, the big Viddin began to glance around the room and his statement started to falter. "...so... um... yeah... a night to yourself to prepare. I thought it might help."

All that was left was for Kaiden to give his consent. A number of questions ran through his mind, such as what would happen if HE wanted to have sex but, before he bothered giving voice to it, he realized that HuuStook was a delicate balance and, in exchange for peace among the Roost, there was no reason he couldn't 'keep it in his pants' for a week. Nodding, Kaiden agreed. "I think that sounds like a plan, yeah."

The remaining days of class passed quickly; their instructor continued teaching information right through Friday afternoon, right up until the end of class, promising the students that they would be heading back into things upon their return-- he also assigned homework, much to the chagrin of almost every student. The days were full of study, and the nights were full of Viddin; Kaiden had an embarrassment of riches on both counts.

Nittik, ever the pragmatist, spent his time with Kaiden chatting and commiserating, promising the Human an amazing trip when they got a vacation together. Toward the end of their afternoon the Viddin mounted his Jiyjah, pointing out that it wasn't 'sex-stuff' if they weren't doing it together. By the third time Nittik had shot a load into the object he'd convinced Kaiden to sit down and get off as well; the Viddian obviously enjoyed the view and performing for the Human since he came four more times in the short while it took Kaiden to work himself up to his own finish.

Kytskir, unlike the smallest of the Roost, stayed on the straight-and-narrow; for their evening together the Viddinek elected to study late into the night. Despite having already been exposed to copious amounts of learning during the day, there was something about reviewing material with Kytskir that actually made it interesting. Whether it was the anecdotal comments from the gryphon or the vibrant enthusiasm with which Kyt's eyes shone from behind his large spectacles as he discussed a topic which inspired him, Kaiden didn't know, but his enthusiasm was infectious.

They stayed up late studying and, when the Human awoke in the morning he was tangled up with his classmate, sprawled out on the large lounging sofa in the living room-- they got a lot of good-natured chiding from Hahn because of it. Kytskir pointed out that 'snuggling up with a good book' wasn't sexual, making a big point to present no small amount of indignant displeasure at the accusation but, Kaiden could tell from the mirthful flicks of his tail that the Viddinek actually greatly enjoyed getting a one-up on Hahn.

That afternoon, when it was Hahn's turn with Kaiden, the cougar/hawk Viddinis plopped right down with him on the same sofa and had Kalsig prepare some popcorn. Much to the Human's amusement, his classmate had elected to enjoy a binge of old television shows he'd encountered in the Centre's entertainment log-- they were based off of the space opera movies Kaiden had shown him previously. They ended up binging an entire season with the Viddin doing an amazing job of imitating the sound of the space fighter craft piloted by the imperial pilots every time they were on screen.

As their afternoon came to a close with Prirn taking over for the night, Hahn parted ways with a promise. "Next time we fly I'll show you some REAL aerial maneuvers!"

Prirn had a much quieter night planned. The two started off with a private dinner hosted in the Viddinur's apartment and catered by Vaskag. Kaiden had since learned that the lizard man was an amazing cook and, as usual, he lived up to expectations and provided a quality meal for the both of them; through it all Prirn exhibited excellent table etiquette (with allowances for the fact that he couldn't easily use silverware).

Once the meal was complete they retired to Prirn's day bed and arm chair, the Viddin taking the former while Kaiden got the latter. Prirn serenaded the Human with a song he'd created, using the Viddin musical style but selecting words in English-- the chorus involved three voices combined in harmony-- all three provided simultaneously by the Viddinur. The lynx/falcon was truly gifted when it came to music, despite revealing it so rarely; it made sense that he came from a family of entertainers.

As the night wore on the two ultimately made their way to Prirn's bed; it was sized for a Viddinire, thus it was plenty large enough for the two of them. Vaskag was done with the clean up by that time and wished them a pleasant night before leaving them alone. Prirn snuggled up against Kaiden, spreading a wing out across him before gently brushing his beak against the Human's cheek and whispering softly "This is my last night with you for a fortnight... I want to burn this moment into my memory."

Thursday afternoon was a matter of frustration for Tral since the massive Viddinre wanted to bring Kaiden out to his plateau, but that would have left little time for anything other than travel. Instead, Kaiden offered a different proposal. "Why don't you show off a little for me? I'm not too familiar with Sooshuh, but I know the Centre has some practice weight-things... maybe show me what a Cawst'Kul does?"

The Viddin's attitude made a complete 180 and he was off like a shot in agreement-- so eager, in fact, that he had to about-face and return to Kaiden once he'd outdistanced him... twice. As they walked, Tral began talking in an animated manner about the sport, discussing rules and guidelines, objectives, positions, scoring methods and averages, while also gloating about how his averages points per match were 10% higher than the next best Cawst'Kul. Once Kaiden had opened the flood gates, the tiger/condor had no trouble singing his own praise.

Kaiden realized as Tral slowed down, eyeing him critically that his confusion must have been clearly written on his face. Nares reddening, Tral slowled down both physically and verbally. "Oh... and... uhm... it's called a Kuljah."

The young man did a double-take at the non sequitur. "A Kulkah? What is--" his brain caught up when he realized the translation. "Oh-- Kuljah: a throwing bag."

Tral offered a beaky grin, flagging his feathery head in a nod. "Right. The 'practice weight-things'." The quote came out of the large gryphon in a close approximation of Kaiden's own voice; while Tral wasn't as good at mimicry as Hahn, he certainly wasn't bad at it. "It is called a Kuljah. I want to see you try to pick one up."

The request, as it turned out, was wholly for Tral's benefit. Once Kaiden was shown to where the practice equipment was stored he realized just how unlikely he was to get very far with it; the object resembled a punching bag, and was probably twice as heavy. The Human DID manage to drag it out of the storage closet, at which point he was more than willing to call it quits. Tral took over from there, taking to the air, making a quick circle, and then, after dive-bombing the spot, swept right back up in flight, carrying the Kuljah with his talons.

Kaiden spent the next hour and a half watching Tral alternate between gaining altitude with the Kuljah in talons and watching the massive bag come crashing back down to the ground, almost unerringly striking the middle zone in a Sooshuh practice target. The young man had never been a huge fan of sports, but knew enough about the importance of teamwork to familiarize himself with different popular games of the different races-- Football, American Football and baseball for Humans (he always preferred hockey, personally); Dive Ball, which was so popular among the Phin; and the Oolou blood sport of Leogt.

As their time came to a close, Tral picked up the Kuljah in a single talon and brought it back to the storage closet, walking on three legs. Returning to their condo, Tral's exuberance moderated and he lowered his head as they walked so he could be eye-to-eye with the Human. "Thank you for humoring me, Kaiden... I know you may not be as interested in Sooshuh as I am, but I am glad I could share that with you."

Smiling, Kaiden leaned in and kissed the big Viddin on the side of his face. "You're welcome, Tral... thanks for sharing your hobby with me."

Before the two got to their door, the massive Viddinire's beak reddened slightly and his tigrine tail flicked against the small of Kaiden's back. "I am more than happy to share anything with you, Hasst... you have only to ask."

That night was solely dedicated to Sokkas; as usual, he had remained out of the jockeying for positions and was left taking the final slot of time with Kaiden. After finding out from his other Roostmates that Sokkas was sequestered in his room the Human knocked on the Viddinich's door. Sokkas called in response "Enter."

Kaiden slowly pushed the door open; the interior was cast in twilight; all the lights were off and the setting sun didn't do much due to the positioning of the window. A pair of eyes gleamed in the darkness. Shifting from his place amidst a 'nest' of throw pillows, the Viddin's white-spotted black fur almost looked like a living shadow. Quietly closing the door behind himself, Kaiden took a step further. "Is everything alright, Sokkas?"

His classmate's voice was even more bitter than usual. "We are parting, Takket'im. How could everything be alright?"

Ever devoted to melodrama, Sokkas' dour nature had a certain appeal regardless and Kaiden felt a little wave of warmth flow through him as he knelt down to join the Viddin amidst the pillows. A wide, black wing extended and, coupled with a black talon, pulled the Human closer. Snuggling up to the surprisingly emotional gryphon, Kaiden let out a soft sigh. "It's only two weeks, Sokkas... it's not like this is 'goodbye forever'."

The Viddinich let out a grunt, giving Kaiden a light squeeze. "Mmm... obey all the orders from the Holruk, Kaiden'im. He is very powerful, and does not like being ignored."

Leaning back against his huge classmate, Kaiden reclined, softly running a hand through Sokkas' thick chest fur; he earned a rumbling purr in response. Sighing contentedly, the Human nodded. "I will... but I'm sure it's not that bad. Vetlyk said that his dad WANTS to see me, so it's not like I'll have to make excuses for being there... right?"

Sokkas didn't seem reassured. "That Vidday is very powerful. I know you are aware how much danger a Viddin can be physically, but Holruk Saklosin is a predator socially as well as physically. Please... be careful."

The two stayed up late into the night, talking about all of Sokkas' concerns. Despite how disconnected and distant the Viddin presented himself to be in truth, Kaiden realized, he was eager for a connection and, some way, some how, that connection had been made with him. The Human ended up promising at least three different times that he'd be careful, having remained in his classmate's grasp the entire time.

Surprisingly, as the night wore on, Sokkas promised to conclude his expressions of concern and, in fact, did so in a surprising way. "If you are in trouble, I have faith that Vetlyk will protect you. It may be his father, but the 'Prince' cares for you... maybe even enough to stand against his sire."

Kaiden did end up falling asleep in Sokkas' presence that night, surrounded by fur and feathers with a wing for a blanket. His sleep was comfortable, but the lengthy discussion of his classmate's concern meant that it was a troubled sleep. Awakening in the morning the young man knew that he'd had several nightmares but couldn't really remember them-- just the faintest snippets of a Viddin the size of an elephant swallowing him whole. Shivering, Kaiden got up to start his day-- it was the last class before vacation and he planned on giving it his all.

* * * * *

The Roost said their goodbyes the following morning. Kaiden had spent his night preparing for his departure and had almost all of his clothing packed, along with toiletries, a data pad and a few personal effects. He took a break from gathering everything together in order to see his classmates off; Kytskir, in the meantime, spent a little while helping him double-check that he'd packed everything-- the cheetah/owl wasn't going anywhere so his discerning eye was put to good use.

Vetlyk tempered the Viddinek's involvement, occasionally reminding Kytskir to not bother Kaiden and to give him space. Considering Viddin traveled light, the Human felt self-conscious packing too much. After the third (and final) time Vetlyk told Kytskir to mind his own business, Kaiden turned to his Vidday companion and admitted his reservations. "Are you sure it's okay that I'm bringing two bags? I don't want to overdo it."

A bass chuckle rumbled from the hallway. "You have nothing to worry about, Kaiden Wilson. Take what you will. I can easily carry that and more."

Although Haklys had not been a common companion after the flight preceding their introduction to their new Roost quarters, his voice was not one Kaiden would easily forget. The young man was surprised to hear him. "Haklys? You're coming too?"

Rather than let the Ilsit Major respond, Vetlyk answered for him. "Unlike the Drones, who will be staying here to man the dorm in our absences, Haklys will be returning home with us. My Sire has requested his presence."

Kaiden glanced between Vetlyk and the doorway which, as of in cue, was occupied by the large, reptilian head of the dragon-like Ilsit. The young man's eyes bounced back and forth one more time. "Oh... uh... I suppose I'll be riding Haklys again then?"

The dragon's teeth showed in a pleased smile. "I would not be opposed to that, Kaiden Wilson."

Vetlyk's feathery crest rose up around his head as he shot Haklys a dirty look. "Kys syrys tyk ryykhys."

The class had no formal introduction to the Ilsit language but Kaiden had a knack for languages. After having spent some time around them and listening closely, Kaiden had managed to pick up a few things. "Did you just say something about a cloaca, Vetlyk?"

The Viddin's cowl deflated immediately as his nares turned redder than a strawberry. Haklys, on the other hand, dissolved into an uproarious bout of laughter, loud and strong enough that Kaiden could feel it through the floor. It was Vetlyk who put an end to it with a quick back-kick with a leonine hind leg, shutting the door that separated the dragon from the room before stating flatly "Genital slit. 'Ryykhys' is a genital slit, not a cloaca. Ilsit do not have cloacas."

Context was everything. Smirking, the Human put two and two together. "I take it you plan on flying me yourself... you told him to stick it up his genital slit, didn't you?"

If it was possible to turn redder, the Viddin's beak did just that. Looking away from the Human, Vetlyk ground his beak together before speaking. "You are my Takket. He is toying with me, and I do not appreciate it. If you wish to have him fly you then I will stand aside as it is your choice, but, were the choice mine, I--"

Kaiden slid his arms around his classmate's neck. "I'll be happy to ride you, Vetlyk."

Although the Vidday seemed comforted by the reassurance, his cowl feathers puffed up again. "Ah... Kaiden, Takket'im... when you phrase it like that--"

The Human was having far too much fun to stop. "I know what I said. We have two weeks together, and I'd like the idea of 'riding you' often."

Vetlyk offered no objection, and, based on a few inches of flesh emerging from his sheath, the Viddin' realized exactly what Kaiden meant.

* * * * *

Haklys, despite his early chiding of them both, remained in good form as they set off toward the White Tail Aerie. It was a long flight north and, despite Vetlyk's obvious skill in the air and Olympian store of stamina, it became apparent before long that they weren't making as efficient a trip as they could have were the gryphon free of Kaiden's extra weight. Vetlyk, however, was not dissuaded from flying him home himself.

The journey, for the most part, took place over the desert. The constant updrafts during the day helped Vetlyk maintain altitude but, as the hours went by their altitude continued to slowly sink and it only got worse as the air cooled. Any Viddin could have made the journey in a single day according to the maps Kaiden had seen but, he had to admit, most Viddin only traveled long distances unburdened. He wasn't entirely surprised when, as the sun started to set, Vetlyk gestured with his beak. "We have made it most of the way, but we will layover there for the night."

Haklys, soaring just a short distance ahead of Vetlyk so the Viddin could use the Ilsit's slipstream for added lift, spoke aloud, letting his voice echo back. "This is a Viddin roosting spot for travelers, Kaiden Wilson. It will not be what you are used to."

True to the dragon's warning, the 'roosting spot' turned out to be a cliff-face landing zone with a dug-out nest. The nesting site was excavated from the sandstone and was perhaps as little as fifteen feet deep-- just enough cover to avoid the wind and any accompany precipitation. At least the interior was cozy enough once the floor covering was taken into consideration; hay, downy feathers and a few hides were strewn about, some piled high into makeshift nests.

Haklys was the first to choose his spot, flopping down on one of the larger piles of hay. "I will rest here. I realize that fur and flesh are not as well-disposed to 'itchy' materials. Soltyr, may I suggest the hides for Kaiden Wilson?"

Rather than respond verbally, Vetlyk trotted over to the hides. He picked up one in his beak and two in one talon, and three-leg-hobbled over to where Haklys was reclining and then tossed them down before stating "It will be cold and, even if the wind is not blowing into the overhang, my Takket will be more comfortable in a huu'asst."

Kaiden hadn't heard of the term huu'asst before but the etymology of it implying a 'gathering together', combined with what he was observing was clear enough. "You think we should all sleep together?"

A smug expression creased Haklys' scaly features as he ruffled together a small pile of hay and, shooting a sidelong glance at Vetlyk, licked his thin, textured lips. The Ilsit's head and throat convulsed as if he had the hiccups or was about to vomit but, a moment later he let out a gulping belch and a small curl of flame shot across the distance between him and the kindling, immediately starting a fire. "Heat granted, Soltyr."

Vetlyk's statement was bland and accusatory. "You are showing off for him."

The serpentine smirk grew wider, and more chiding. "Are you jealous, Holruak'im?"

Kaiden quickly interjected, gently pressing a hand against Vetlyk's flank. "I don't mind a little cuddling."

The Viddin and Ilsit glanced at one another, as if reaffirming some kind of private joke and the tension was immediately gone. Bumping Kaiden lightly with a wing, Vetlyk guided the Human over to lay down and recline against Haklys. A moment later, the Viddin lay down beside him, resting his head on the Human's shoulder and curling the outstretched wing around him. "Do not mind my Soltyr, Kaiden... as I have already explained, he is well disposed toward you."

Haklys let out a warding rumble, very nearly a threat, though Kaiden was starting to see the subtle subtext of the two jockeying with one another. "As opposed to being head-over-tail feathers like you, huakt?"

Vetlyk, surprisingly, didn't rise to the bait of being called a 'little fool'. Instead, he brushed Kaiden's neck with the end of his beak before licking the Human's collar bone. The gryphon's talon reached out to encircle the young man's thigh, all the while speaking seductively "Call me whatever you want, Soltyr... we both know who gets to mount him whenever he wants."

Kaiden's eyes fluttered and his breath came faster as he felt Vetlyk's touch. Part of him was surprised and almost alarmed at how forward his classmate was, especially considering he never so much as made an off-hand remark in anyone else's presence and showed no interest in intimacy unless they were alone. The hairs on the back of his neck rose when he felt a large amount of air move when Haklys drew in a deep breath, inhaling right next to Kaiden's head. "Mmm... and what must -I- do, Hokruak... ask politely?"

Kaiden was further surprised when he felt something wet, hot and slick brush up against the small of his back; based on where he was reclining against the dragon he didn't need to look to know what it was. Vetlyk, on the other hand, didn't seem disturbed by it. "You may look if you like, Kaidin'im... I know you may be curious and your interest in would not offend me."

Haklys' added comment was dripping with humor. "You may verify for yourself that it is not a cloaca, Kaiden Wilson."

Realizing that the dragon certainly would have been able to hear the conversation he'd shared earlier with Vetlyk, Kaiden blushed. Unable to resist the temptation, the young man did indeed look. "Woah."

Despite being sized bodily somewhere between Vetlyk and Tral, the Ilsit Major was equipped comparably to the larger Viddinire, though what emerged from the dragon's genital slit was a far cry in structure from what the Viddin had. Nearly as long as the Human's arm, Haklys' member had a distinct head, which was broad and teardrop shaped; the shaft directly behind it was narrower, though it thickened significantly as neared Haklys' pelvis. Similarly to an Oolau male's member, there was a bulbous expansion on either side of it at the base where it emerged from its scaled home.

It was also slightly flattened rather than tubular, and very broad, which made sense since it needed to be able to slip out of a relatively flat genital slit between pelvic scales. Even as Kaiden stared, Haklys let out his hissing chuckle; the thick member bobbed with the sound. "Enraptured, are you, Zfielt? And you haven't even touched it yet."

Beside him, Vetlyk had begun preening the Human's ear, murmuring softly "Haklys is my Holtyr, Kaiden'huu... and my most beloved family member. There is nothing I would not HuuStook with him, but if you say no, then 'no' it shall be."

Was Kaiden hearing what he THOUGHT he was hearing? Feeling his entire body shake, he glanced to Vetlyk. That hungry, predatory glint shone fiercely in his eye, but no sense of duplicity-- it wasn't a test; it was an invitation. Haklys let out a snort. "Do not settle for half measures, Holruak... he has Xys in his bag."

The Human was shuffled this-way-and-that by a combination of gryphon and dragon movements in the next few seconds, pushed between large bodies, both of which seemed eager to have as much contact with him as possible. Before he knew it he'd been divested of his clothing and, having found the small jar of Xys, Kaiden realized he had just enough. Even as he reached between his legs to apply it, a long, sinuous tongue forked its way out and tickled the tip of his member; he hadn't realized just how much he'd been dripping until Haklys' tongue cleaned it from him. The Ilsit Major rumbled. "A pleasant taste. I approve."

Finding his way to his knees, Kaiden was supported by the dragon's bulk in front of him while Vetlyk purred eagerly behind him. One hand on the ground, the young man pressed the other to the wall of scales filling his vision, causing Haklys to let out a wheeze... accompanied thereafter by a chuckle and what sounded like quite the threat. "Be careful, Zfielt... your fingers are close to where they need to be... but closer still to the wrong hole. Ilsit believe in reciprocity, and if you put something in there I fear you will not have enough Xys with you to survive when I claim my turn to do the same to you."

Much more mindful of where he placed his hands, Kaiden saw exactly what Haklys meant; in addition to his hand getting very close to where the dragon's tail met his pelvis, the Human saw that there were indeed two slits-- definitely not a cloaca. Out of the opening further forward on the Ilsit's body, Haklys' erection stood at attention, fluid dribbling freely from its tip and creating rivulets down its length. Taking the dragon's words to heart, Kaiden realized that turnabout was fair play and he leaned forward, taking hold of the girthy shaft with his hand, and licked from midway down up to the tip, causing Haklys to shudder immediately.

The flavor was a punch to the face: a powerful musky and an acrid tinge mellowed by an almost spiciness to it. The sensation was in some ways similar to the animalistic bouquet of a Viddin and yet, at the same time, entirely different. Despite the contract, however, Kaiden was not dissuaded in the least and, hovering over the tip, the young man made the commitment, and slid his lips around the tip, taking the head into his mouth as he licked the underside. His entire world was thrown for a loop as Haklys let out a roar, his hips jack knifing immediately as the dragon called out, so caught up in the moment that he didn't bother enunciating, shouting the Human's name with a powerful Ilsit accent "KYYDYN!!!" A moment later, Kaiden felt as though he were drowning.

Ilsit semen, he discovered, was far less viscous than that of a Human, or even a Viddin, but the dragon definitely put the gryphons to shame in the amount he could ejaculate in a single blast. Coughing, the young man barely managed to avoid aspirating copious amounts of Haklys' seed. With each gasping breath he felt his entire head surrounded in a fog of distinctly male musk, so much so that the flavor of the dragon's ejaculate was very nearly overpowered by the scent, which practically had a taste of its own. Kaiden was about to speak up but, in that moment, Vetlyk made his entrance, slamming into the Human from behind in a single, inspired thrust.

In front of him, Haklys steadied the Human as the Viddin powered into him from the opposite end. Rumbling contentedly, the Ilsit Major announced "Mmmm... it has been over ten years and, as expected: well worth the wait but, much to my shame, it transpired all too quickly..."

The announcement raised a ton of questions in Kaiden's mind, but, as each thought materialized it was summarily ejected by a powerful thrust from behind. Vetlyk wasted no time picking up speed, grunting and groaning as, in barely a dozen smacks of his hips, he began to empty the contents of his testicles into the Human-- and, as expected, he showed no signs of slowing. The stimulation, along with completely being engulfed in the powerful aroma of the dragon meant that Kaiden realized he wouldn't last long-- it didn't help when Haklys stuck his head beneath the Human's body and began to put his tongue to good use.

Kaiden, splayed across the Ilsit Major's muzzle and head had to grab the dragon's horns to steady himself. If he had chided Haklys' quick ejaculation he would have ended up eating his own words; the moment the Ilsit's flexible, slippery tongue swirled around his glans he let loose, gasping as he convulsed between Haklys and Vetlyk. The Human's orgasm drove the Viddin into yet another one of his own and, by the time Kaiden had come down he lay in a pile between his two companions, gasping rapidly for breath as his every extremity tingled from the strength of his release.

The young man didn't realize just how tired he'd been from the long day of travel until he reveled in the afterglow. He didn't care that Haklys' massive organ lay draped across his chest or that Vetlyk, still buried in him, was continuing to gently thrust, combining snuggling with yet another round of breeding. He felt warm, enveloped by his companions and, by the time a fresh stream of Viddin seed seeped into him, Kaiden was already drifting off to sleep.

His dreams were... strangely different.