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I rub my chest, the tips of my fingers finding a smooth, fresh scar beneath the white down.

"Oh, that's going to be bothering me for weeks," I sigh, raising my arms so my attendant, Arra, can scrub away any unpleasant scent underneath with a woven matt of floral sprigs.

"Look on the bright side," She snickers. "He could have cut your crest lopsided."

"I shudder to even think of that reality," I reply dryly.

Tweaking one of the long feathers on the back of my head playfully, she taps my shoulders in a wordless gesture to drop my arms once more and sit down in the large stone basin where she can better reach my neck and back with her short stature. It's one of many pools chiseled out in the hot water spring for the use of the tribe. Many others are bathing around us, talking in hushed tones to preserve the tranquil atmosphere of the area.

Situated in a large stone hollow that cracks overhead and allows shafts of natural light into what would otherwise be a cave, the hot spring is a staple of the tribe for bathing and washing what little clothes we regularly wear. It's also not an uncommon spot for a few more of our daring members to publicly share tender moments. Speaking of which, I can hear the giggles of two women nearby as they run their fingers through fur of a recent addition to my harem, Aso.

The mage is kept in check by a mystic collar of woven vines thrown together by the tribe shaman, Leiti, built to charge and dispel any magic faster than he can cast it. But between the glowing horns, eyes, mouth, claws, and _other_bits, he's an exotic treat the clan has partaken thoroughly in within the last four days. I'm almost impressed he's kept up with the demand for his body and seems to be always ready for more. I believe Solar mentioned something about him having a thing for feathered, slim bodies, so I can only imagine this is paradise for the mage.

The archaeologists they were protecting managed to escape, and I highly doubt this is the last we'll see of them. But that just makes for an occasional influx of new toys and servants for the tribe, so it's not such a bad thing. Especially if I continue to receive more interesting specimens.

"Where has the gold furred one been at?" Arra asks as she finishes washing my back and combs the feathers back into place.

"The shaman and her acolytes have been keeping him busy. Apparently, he knows a great deal about some of their subject interests," I reply nonchalantly.

"You said he brought down a guardian, right? It's good to know this information for our own needs, but are we not worried about him leaving with that knowledge?"

"That hadn't occurred to me..." I frown for a moment. "I'll have to discuss this matter further with Leiti to understand the danger that may pose, but the worst scenario is he becomes a permanent member of the tribe."

"A sound plan," Arra nods before changing back to the subject at hand. "Do you feel I have missed anywhere?"

"Now that you mention it..." I eye her suggestively.

"Oh? In that case, allow me to be thorough with the pumice there."

"Ack! No!" I laugh, taking the sprig sponge from her proffering hand and returning the favor by scrubbing her back down as well.

Our clan favors casual nudity and I enjoy the occasional lecherous rise out of her, but Arra is too much like a sister for me to consider a partner. After helping her wash the harder to reach places, we say our goodbyes for the morning as she departs to help an aunt with gathering fruits for jam preserves. I have a spearhead to reattach to a new haft and I leave with that objective in mind, but I happen to spy Ferrih walking by on a footbridge.

Dressed in a simple green cloth sash around her hips with a large pouch, her flat chest and stomach are covered in black plumage and speckled with large white teardrops. A tawny orange color shades her legs and back with a swath of brighter, longer tailfeathers stretching down to the back of her knees. Dark chestnut feathers grow along her head with a splash of ivory color upon the neck and yellow streaking the corner of her eyes, irises a mixture of dark hues of blue and green with amber, hazel cores above a slim, elegant snout bearing slitted nostrils.

"Hail, Chief," She nods, falling in alongside me.

"Well, hello there," I grin. "Any notable things you've seen at your sentry positions?"

"I saw you fall out of a tree. That was rather entertaining."

"Ah. So. Someone did see that," I hum in good humor, "Sometimes, the bananas just win."

"I suppose you would need one or two every day to keep that coloring. Tell ya what," She smiles, pulling a small bunch of the ripe fruit from her pouch. "I happen to have a victory over the dastardly tree if you wouldn't mind me taking you up on your offer?"

"That sounds like fine trade," I purr. "Did you have any specific time in mind?"

"Erm. Is... is now good?" She twitters hopefully.

"Oh, I think I can make it work. But just to save a bit of daylight, care for a friendly race to my hut?"

"Hmm, yeah, I think I can do that," She smirks, "Readysetgo!"

Flipping over the footbridge we're walking across, she drops to an unclogged bridge below and takes off at an impressive sprint, hopping up along a hut's roof and fearlessly leaping across a wide gap to grab a railing and vault over it. Hmph, she stole my usual route. Moving across the bridge, I whistle to a nearby guard as I run towards them and raise my hand. An old friend, he rolls his eyes but clasps his hands together as I leap forward.

My foot lands in his palms and he heaves me upwards, adding an extra meter or so to my jump height. Scrabbling along the side mossy side of an ancient tree, I push up and off it to clamber up onto a high branch and run along it before leaping to a vine and slashing at its base with my claws. Wind whistles past me as I accelerate forward, a few older women sitting along the edge of their hut's platform watching me swing past as I let go and run along the trunk of another tree with my momentum.

Hopping off, I narrowly make it to another footbridge and try to ignore how far I would have fallen otherwise. From there, it's a short jaunt along another branch and I catch Ferrih's eyes as she hops along a few of the common running paths below me to another platform, making a double take as I casually slide past above her with a wave and calmly step onto my tree platform.

Running up, she's barely broken a sweat and seems more incredulous than anything else.

"Did you fly or something?" She questions.

"Eh, more like fell with style," I reply pushing aside the hide across the doorway and motioning her inside.

She shakes her head and presses the bunch of bananas against my chest as she passes through.

"My my," She chirps. "I didn't take you for having a spark in growing plants."

Turning in a slow circle, she takes in the variety and quantity I've collected, easily cluttering half of my living space.

"They practically take care of themselves," I shrug, depositing the bananas in a basket as I come up from behind her. "It also helps someone else waters them for me."

She lets out a surprised noise as I pick her up in my arms, heading towards my fur bed.

"That was quick! Not that I'm complaining. Er, can you take it easy for my first time? I think taking a werebird would be a bit much at first, you kno-"

I cut her off with a gentle kiss, placing her on my bed. She's already pulled the sash down and I casually flick my loincloth off with my tail as I roll on top of her, pinning the pretty raptor by her shoulders.

"Y-you're really strong," She murmurs as I gaze into her eyes, nuzzling against her snout as I move forward to press my soft shaft against her hot vent.

It's already wet and moist, and she lets out a soft giggle as I grind myself against the warm hole.

"Mrrrf~," She breathes. "Y-you're really big!"

"Mmm," I agree, "And you'll feel it's full girth inside of you."

"You'll be gentle, right? I don't knooooWWw...," She huffs, trailing off as my tapered tip slowly slides into her vagina. "I-if I can take thHHHaat!"

Pushing into her warmth, I'm only halfway in as she lets out a shudder and her tightness becomes apparent.

"It's been a while, huh?" I note. "Let's stretch you back out, my dear."

She lets out a small whimper as I continue forcing myself inside, thrusting lightly into her resistance and gradually sinking inch after inch until I feel my tip rub against the entrance to her womb. There's still a third of my shaft left to fit and I have no intention of stopping. She murmurs and stutters over her words as I press deeper and rub against the sensitive flesh within.

"Wha- no! Too big! I can't take that!" She cries, clamping down wonderfully on my length and drawing a spurt of precum from my shaft as I gradually impale her.

"F-fuck!" She twitters as my soft sack comes to rest against the base of her thighs, balls deep in her depths.

A small bump is visible from my dick pushing against her inner walls, and she suddenly can't meet my eyes as she anxiously sucks in breath and grips the furs tightly. Pushed past her limits, she's entirely at my mercy as I slide about halfway out and then slowly back inside.

"Ghhh," She shivers as I continue at a slow tempo, enjoying watching her struggle to manage to overwhelming stimulation between her legs.

She's not entirely unhappy about the situation, her body heating up and the hot vent leaking sweet smelling juices that lubricate the way and make adjustment an easier process.

"Ho- shit," She swears as she finally begins to manage girth inside her. "P-please..."

"Please? Please what?" I grin wolfishly.

"Give it to me..."

"Sweet hen, it's already inside you. What do you need?" I rumble, continuing at the same, slow pace.

"H-harder!"

"Harder? What happened to you couldn't take it?"

"P-please just fuck me!"

"Ah, alright. You asked for it."

Pulling out until my tapered tip just barely remains within, I slam back inside, drawing a high pitched moan from her lungs as I repeat and receive a rewarding yelp. Setting a pace, I hold her chin so she's forced to look me in the eyes as my throbbing length sinks into her most sacred place and stretches wide to accommodate it.

My pelvis softly slaps against muscular thighs and groin, feathers becoming ruffled and wet as a mixture of precum and her lubricating juices leak in a steady stream from her overencumbered snatch.

"H-haah! You are so fucking huge," She moans, "I can't keep this u-"

I quiet her with a few fingers placed into her mouth, chuckling, "Oh, yes you can. You're going to take all of it until this bed rocks, and I'm not stopping just because you're having second thoughts!"

I hump into harder to emphasize my point, drawing another gasp out of her as she begins to grip harder along my shaft, massaging its length with the strong muscles of her vagina.

"Getting close already? Heh-heh. Do you want me to go harder?" I croon.

She gives a hesitant shake of her head as I begin to pound into her, the poor raptor flinching with every strike of my penis against her cervix as a low cry builds up in her throat, turning into a rapid nod.

"How bad you want it, eh? Do you want me to cum inside and claim this belly as my own?" I question, pulling my fingers free of her maw as I suddenly slow down.

"No, no! Don't stop! Fucking cum in me! Wreck my hole and give me an egg!"

"You wish is my command," I snarl, flipping her over and raising that delicious ass up.

Pushing her head down, I lean over her and breed her doggstyle as she is reduced to a purring and tweeting sleeve beneath me. Hammering into her loosening loins, I feel the sudden powerful, almost painful vice of her body climaxing and roughly milking my cock. Each pump becomes a full, pounding thrust as pressure builds up in the base of my shaft. Precum spills in a bubbling font inside and I finally ram deep into her sex.

The ring of Ferrih's cervix loosens enough my tip slides past and grinds along the ring inside. I couldn't stop now if I wanted to as semen flows up my burning shaft and explodes inside her. She shivers as the first cumshot swirls inside her womb and fills it with molten warmth, flooding the chamber as pump after pump is emptied inside her.

"H-how much do you have?" She pants as my seed, trapped the firm seal of my girth in her inner ring, begins to bloat her womb.

"Enough you're carrying my egg," I hiss through clenched teeth as I pour out into her.

Finally, the pressure inside prevails and seed leaks out, flowing in a small stream out along my heavy sack before streaking down our legs. Taking a deep breath, I pull back finally and lift her up into my arms to hug her from behind.

"Damn..." She sighs, "I don't think we need a fertility ritual."

"Why take the chance?" I snicker, bouncing her in my lap and thrusting up into her messy hole.

Uncaring of the mixture of our cum splashing across our groins, I hold her tightly as she jolts, unprepared for a second round.

"A-again? After all that?" She cries.

"I'm not soft yet," I reply like it's a simple matter.

"Clearly, you horny bastard!"

Despite her initial annoyance, she begins rolling her hips and pushing down into each thrust, now well and truly taking me properly. I need to reward such a good girl and rub a fingertip against her love button. Her legs begin to shake as a consequence as she overloads again, and not long after she slams herself on my spear. I piston inside the wonderfully fitting hole throughout her climax, her body turning taught and stiff in my arms as she takes my hard rutting with nothing but cute yips. Her claws grasping my arms dig in as I breed her straight into a second orgasm and hilt myself within once more.

Her womb remembers my touch and complies to the intrusion of my invading dick as I pump another load into her belly, filling and thoroughly claiming it as mine. My orbs spasm against her toned ass as they force every drop of my seed into her vent until it once more spills out, reflexively thrusting into the muscular woman as my high begins to come down. She stays rigid in my arms, letting out a deep, pleasured breath as she rests against me and passes out, overcome by the experience.

I appreciatively rub her soft chest and the bump in her belly created by my buried penis within, giving her a few minutes as I gradually soften up and pull out. With a little shake, she snaps back awake and blinks a few times before turning in my lap and locking her mouth with mine. We share a deep kiss for several long moments, but eventually I push her back. The day is still young, and we both have responsibilities to attend to.

"You have a sentry position to fill in not too long, right?"

"Correct..." She nods, running her fingers through my chest down and tracing the scar hidden within. "So..."

"So?"

"Do you want me to keep the egg?"

"That is your choice. But it will be raised by the tribe as per usual."

"That's fine. I'll think about it. But. I hear Arra was looking to relieve her duties a bit to pursue archery. Do. Do you want another attendant?"

"That can be easily arranged. Especially if it means I get to feel your tight ass on the regular."

"Heh. Sure thing, stud. Now, here's the question: how do I clean myself up?"

"I have wash basin. My harem can help."

"Oh. Is. Is that not awkward?"

"No. They do this all the time."

"How many times do you have sex in a day?"

"I never counted to be honest. But I use my harem regularly and usually have a round or two with several other partners in a day. The clan needs to expand and all that."

"Heh. So, you're far from tapped out, then?"

"Not even close, sexy girl. But I am strapped for time."

"Fiiiine," She mock scowls as we both stand, and I lead her to an adjacent connected hut where my harem lives.