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Chapter 25

"Lea? What are you doing?" Loryn said in amusement.

Lea was primping in a mirror when Loryn's reflection appeared behind her. She was in her mother's room, sitting at her mother's vanity, large with child and feeling fat and insecure. She was five and a half months pregnant, and the bigger she became, the more she cried. She felt so ugly. Her breasts were huge and aching, her ankles were swollen . . . and she was craving peaches. She brushed her long white mane frantically and glanced irritably at her father when he laughed at her.

"Daddy - stop laughing! Kilyan is coming!"

Loryn had actually met Kilyan and the others out in the forest while on patrol that evening. He returned to Lea with the news: Kilyan was coming with his new bride . . . and he was taking his time about it. Apparently, Kilyan had been injured, and though his injuries had been treated with magic, he was still recovering. Now it was night and long after supper. Kilyan should have been arriving at the house any minute now.

"And?" Loryn said, snatching the mane brush from Lea. "Kilyan's new wife is coming . . . so you're making yourself hot for her?"

Lea cried out indignantly and made a swipe for the brush. Her long white mane tumbled in her face. "Daddy! She'll be all slender and pretty . . . and I'll be fat and ugly."

"Lea . . ."

Lea turned to face the mirror again and pouted, her mane in her eyes.

"Baby doll," Loryn said, smoothing her mane down and beginning to brush, "you are the most beautiful--ootiful female in the world. Rrright up there with your mother."

"Dad . . ." Lea moaned. "Don't do that Dad stuff. You're just saying what you're supposed to say!"

Loryn lifted his brows. "But it's true! Your mother is gorgeous, Lea. I only bang the babes."

Lea made a face. "Dad! Gross!" Her eyes popped when she heard voices in the front room. "Oh god - Daddy, they're here!" She braced her paws on the stool as if she would push herself up.

"Stay calm!" Loryn said, squeezing her shoulder. When Lea relaxed again, he went back to brushing her mane. "You have to stay calm, Lea. I don't want you to lose this pup. Whenever a female loses a pup . . . it's a very . . . devastating thing."

Lea glanced at her father's reflection and did a double take: Loryn's face in the mirror was very somber. He didn't notice her staring, however: his long lashes were lowered and he was looking at her white mane as he carefully brushed it. Why did he suddenly look so sad? She had the feeling he was speaking from experience, but wanting his sadness to go away, she changed the subject.

"Daddy . . . you're really good at that," Lea whispered, closing her eyes as the brush made another stroke from her crown to the small of her back. She was glad to see her father's reflection smile.

"I've had plenty of practice with your mother's mane. Don't tell anyone but . . . I love styling her mane. That year at the festival when she wore that elaborate up doo --"

Lea gasped. "That was you?"

"Mhm."

Lea's long lashes blinked and her eyes flew wide. "Wow. I thought Mom styled it herself! It was really pretty, Dad. Will you style mine? So I can impress this . . . Ohana?"

Loryn frowned. "Oh, Lea, you don't need Daddy to do your mane, Sugar. You could walk out there just the way you are and knock that girl to her knees."

"Daddy . . . pwease." Lea fluttered her lashes and stuck out her lip in a pout.

Loryn looked up from his work and laughed boyishly. "Oh, no. Not the Pwease Face." He sighed. "Alright . . . Take the lid off the mane oil. Pass me that comb over there . . . no, the wide-toothed . . . and that comb with the pearls and the shells on it . . ."

"But Mom really likes this one . . ."

"Don't worry about your mother. I'll make it up to her with something juicy."

"Dad! Ew!"

Loryn chuckled. He set to work on his daughter's mane, and by the time he was finished, Lea's long white mane was glossy with mane oil, scented, bouncy, pulled to the side and held back over one of her ears with her mother's pretty shell comb. As a finishing touch, Loryn took Kira's brush and looped the ends of Lea's tresses around it. When he unrolled them, Lea's mane was tumbling with magnificent curls. Lea looked at herself in the mirror and gasped.

"Uh huh," said Loryn, folding his arms proudly. "That's what Ohana will say. Now come on, sunshine. We've kept them waiting long enough."

Feeling proud and confident, Lea took her father's arm and allowed him to help her up from the stool. She was eager to go now, but Loryn insisted that she rise slowly and carefully. He then made her walk carefully down the hall. When Lea thought about it, Loryn had been tiptoeing around her as if she was made of glass these last five and half months. She darted her father a glance and had to wonder if her suspicions were true: had Loryn and Kira once lost a pup?

When Lea entered the front room on Loryn's arm, Kira, Kilyan, and a tall silver female were sitting around the fire. They stood when Lea and Loryn approached, and Lea could only assume that the female was Ohana. Lea stared at her with fluttering lashes and felt a surge of guilt: Ohana was nervous, tired, and muddy from her travels. Ohana was filthy. And smelly. Ohana was a mess, with a limp dirty mane and splattered shawl. Meanwhile, Lea had gotten herself up until she was glamorous, all bouncing curls and flowery scents. Lea blushed and wanted to die: she had overkilled it. And now . . . Ohana looked sheepish. And intimidated.

Kilyan was flabbergasted. Lea was anxious to see the bandages on his side. His mouth fell open when he saw Lea. He hurried to them and clapped Loryn on the shoulder in greeting - but his eyes were on Lea. He reached for her big belly and hesitated. She was wearing a light gray shawl that set off her slanted black eyes wonderfully. She was clean and smelling good and Kilyan was filthy and muddy. He was frightened of making her filthy too.

"Lea," Kilyan said, breathless, "you look . . . oh, are you a sight for sore eyes!" He smiled.

Lea giggled. "It's okay, Kilyan, touch me," she said, placing his paw on her big belly. Her eyes crinkled up in a smile. "We missed you."

Kilyan smiled at her, then smiled at their paws as they rubbed them together over their unborn child. "Hello, Roan," Kilyan called in a whisper to his son. "Daddy is back . . . and he brought you a new mommy."

"Introduce me to your new wife already," Lea said, smiling.

"Yeah," Loryn added, winking at Kira. "The suspense is killing me."

Kira smiled from the wreath of her long white mane.

Ohana giggled and seemed to relax a little. Lea knew that Loryn had already met her out in the forest. She was standing nervously beside Kira. Kira had her arm around her and was rubbing her shoulder. Lea was glad to see that: she felt terrible for getting herself up so prettily when Ohana was so shabby from travel!

"Ohana," Kilyan said, holding out his paw to her.

Lea noted the soft look in Kilyan's eye as Ohana came to him. Ah. So Kilyan really cared for Ohana. Then she would have to learn to care for Ohana too. They were going to be a family! She straightened up, willing herself to push away petty jealousy.

Ohana hugged Kilyan's arm and looked at Lea nervously as he brought his wives face to face.

The young females appraised each other.

Lea thought Ohana was very pretty - and incredibly tall for a female. She was the same height as Kilyan, and Lea had to look up at her! But looking in her face, Lea could sense that she was a gentle giant as much as her uncle: Zaldon's height had been intimidating to Lea at first glance as well.

Ohana had gray eyes that were slanted and mischievous - her eyes reminded Lea of Zalia. The white stripes around them only served to enhance their shape. She was also wearing a light blue shawl that Lea knew Aliona had made for her. The hood was down, and Ohana's long silvery mane fell straight around her curious expression. Lea could see that Ohana thought she was pretty as well. Her gray eyes were large and round with admiration.

Lea could also see that Ohana was younger - only by a year, as Kilyan had said - but there was something young about her spirit. She had been taken from her family and was in a strange and frightening place with wolves she did not know. She looked a little timid and frightened, like an orphaned pup. In that moment, she was a lost little girl, and nothing like the high-spirited laughing maiden Kilyan had described. No doubt she wondered if Lea - being first wife - was going to be cruel or kind. And she was afraid. Lea's heart went out to her.

Ohana stiffened when Lea suddenly released Loryn's arm and hugged her tight. The younger female hesitated only a moment before she hugged Lea back. Lea didn't see it, but Ohana closed her eyes and smiled in great relief. Lea also didn't see it when Kilyan smiled at her fondly.

Lea pulled back, holding Ohana at arm's length. "Welcome to the family!"

Ohana grinned. "That's the first time I've ever received two hugs at once!" she said, glancing down at Lea's big belly.

Everyone laughed.

"Where'd you find her, Kilyan?" Loryn said as Kira took his arm. "Give me directions. Written directions."

Ohana giggled.

"Loryn!" Kira scolded and gave her husband's hard chest a playful slap.

Loryn grinned.

"Lea," Kilyan said, coming to Lea's side and rubbing her back, "I'm going to leave Ohana here with you and go on home."

Lea adjusted her shawl and nodded. "Of course."

Kilyan smiled at Lea. He looked at her lips, and without hesitation, he kissed her. Ohana watched them, and Lea thought she was silently struggling. Perhaps with envy. Lea hoped it wasn't envy.

Kilyan could have taken Ohana home with him, but Lea knew exactly why he wasn't going to. There were many reasons. Lea was first wife, so he wanted her to have the privilege of being first to live in his home with him - Ohana should not move into his home before Lea. Then there was the fact that Ohana would be pregnant soon, assuming she was not already. Without her mother and father to help her through the first pregnancy, Lea's parents would have to step in, as summer wolf tradition decreed. Lea's parents were now Ohana's parents in that regard. And the last reason . . . Kilyan wanted Lea and Ohana to get to know each other.

Kilyan pulled back from the kiss and smiled at Lea again. His paw was still rubbing her back, and it moved in gentle circles under her shawl. He knew she sometimes got an ache there.

Ohana was looking down and rubbing her arm when Kilyan looked at her. He lifted her chin carefully with his large fingers. "You'll be alright here, Ohana," he told her gently. "I promise."

Lea thought stars were in Ohana's eyes when she looked at Kilyan. She suddenly realized that it wasn't unlike the doting way in which Kilyan always looked at her.

"Alright," Ohana said, glancing at Lea. She smiled uncertainly.

Kilyan rubbed Ohana's arm, then kissed her warm on the mouth. Lea saw Ohana's lashes flutter, but she closed her eyes and kissed Kilyan back. Kilyan pulled back and cupped her face a moment, then he smiled at Lea again and turned to gather his things. He'd left his spear and traveling pack near the door.

"Maybe you should stay too, Kilyan," Kira said worriedly as she watched him. "That bandage on your side looks nasty. I'd hate the thought of you home alone."

Kilyan shouldered his traveling pack and hesitated.

"Come on, kid," Loryn said, jerking his head. "Stay a while. Five isn't a crowd - it's an orgy."

"Loryn," Kira scolded.

Loryn shrugged. "Couldn't resist."

Lea was glad when Kilyan decided to stay. It was getting very late, and so everyone retired to their rooms. Lea would have to share her room with Kilyan and Ohana. Her bed was very narrow, so Kilyan unrolled his bedroll on the floor.

"Wait just a second, you!" Lea cried when Kilyan started to climb into his bedroll. He halted, looking at her, and she guided him to sit on a stool under the window. Kilyan sat hunched over, his elbow on his thigh, as Lea guided his other arm behind his head. The position made his muscular body flex, and Lea noticed with a stab of irritation that Ohana was looking at Kilyan lustily.

With Kilyan's arm behind his head and out of the way, Lea was able to examine the bandage on his side. It was as nasty as Kira had said: it needed changing badly. Lea glanced at Ohana, amazed that she had not been caring for Kilyan's wound.

"Ohana, there are bandages and medicines in that cabinet over there - and bring me the basin of water and a wash cloth!" Lea ordered. She sounded more irritated than she meant to, but she just couldn't believe Ohana hadn't been caring for Kilyan's injuries! He'd received the wounds for her! She glanced over her husband and could see other little bandaged cuts. She almost cried.

Ohana had been standing uncertainly on the edge of the room, but hearing Lea's orders, she flinched guiltily and leapt to obey. Lea glowered at her as she watched her searching through the cabinet.

"Lea . . ." Kilyan said.

Lea looked up to find her husband smiling at her sadly. He was still sitting in the awkward position with one arm behind his head. She realized that he did indeed look like he was flexing his body.

"Go easy on Ohana," he muttered so that Ohana could not hear. "She doesn't have all your skills." He smiled at Lea fondly.

Lea flattened her ears guiltily. "I just . . ." She bit her lip. "I hate to see you hurt. Why hasn't she looked after you!"

Kilyan sighed. Before he could answer, Ohana came to them with the basin of water. The washcloths, bandages, and medicines were under her arms. "I don't know how to care for wounds!" Ohana admitted, jerking her chin and looking hurt.

Lea blushed miserably: Ohana had heard them after all. She reached to help the younger girl with the cumbersome task of setting everything down, but Ohana insisted she could do it herself. And she did.

"I never learned," Ohana went on, "because my tribe has magic. Here there is none, so wolves must learn to care for themselves. But . . ." Ohana lifted her chin. "I know how to cook and sew! I know how to clean! I will not be useless to you!"

"Ohana . . ." Lea said sadly. She glanced at Kilyan, who was watching her guilt in amusement. "You are not my servant . . ."

Ohana snorted. She was kneeling on the floor before Kilyan with Lea. She folded her arms and looked away. "The second wife is always a servant! I admit you welcomed me warmly before. I had not expected that. But I understand that I am to make myself useful here. I understand that. Especially after all Kilyan has gone through for me."

"Ohana . . . it's just that . . ." Lea sighed and stared at her knees a moment. She felt defeated. She had tried so hard to be kind but had hurt Ohana's feelings in the end anyway. Lea lifted her head and closed her paw on Ohana's knee. Ohana's ears pricked forward and her gray eyes searched Lea, startled.

"I will teach you care for Kilyan," Lea said and smiled warmly. "God knows he's always getting hurt." She jerked her head at Kilyan, who smiled.

"I used to talk into a lot of walls," Kilyan said.

Lea was glad when Ohana slowly smiled. "Alright," she said, looking at them both fondly. "I am willing to learn!"

Lea nodded. "Wet the wash cloth please. And prepare the medicine . . ."

Both females crowded around Kilyan, and Kilyan sat patient and silent as Lea taught Ohana how to clean, medicate, and bandage a wound. It didn't take long. After being treated by Fedesda's magic, Kilyan's wound was all but healed and scabbing. It still ached, however. Each time the females touched him, he hissed and his muscular body tensed.

"Why didn't you have your father look at this?" Lea scolded Kilyan. "Or Yzlo? I swear - you and your pride! I bet you just didn't want anyone thinking it was bothering you! I bet you'd bleed to death before you let them know!"

Kilyan bit his lip guiltily under the scolding. His eyes found Ohana's and they smiled: Lea was adorable when she was fussing.

". . . there," Lea said proudly. "Freshly bandaged. And now you can do it yourself." She smiled at Ohana.

Ohana peered at Lea, steadily and warmly. She took her paw. "Thank you, Lea. For being so kind to me."

Lea nodded uncertainly, feeling embarrassed that Kilyan was watching them in amusement - as if their awkward bonding was his own private show. Lea glanced at Kilyan and had to wonder what he had expected of them. Had he expected them to argue? Lock horns? Had he expected for jealousy to rear its ugly head?

Lea had to admit that she did feel a little jealous. She hated it when Kilyan kissed Ohana. Or when he looked at her so softly . . . It was difficult, reconciling herself to the idea that Kilyan could love someone besides her. She thought of Zalia and how she made Keeno promise to never take another wife, how she had Keeno on a short leash and everyone always laughed about it. But while Zalia had Keeno all to herself, it also meant she had to do all the work. With Ohana there, Lea could be at her leisure if she so chose! She knew she would never make Ohana do all the work, but at least she wasn't stuck doing it alone.

Lea was startled when Kilyan reached down and began undoing her buttons. Before she could protest, her shawl fell away to reveal her high milky white breasts. They were huge and swollen with her pregnancy, and her pink nipples were large and erect. She covered her breasts and big belly, feeling fat and exposed.

"Kilyan!" Lea squealed. She looked away miserably. She knew she was gaining an extra chin, her ankles were swollen, and she felt huge as a hut! How could he!

But Kilyan only licked his lips, and Lea blushed furiously when he got hard. His cock slowly tilted up, right near her face. "I haven't seen your body in weeks," he said, touching her cheek. "I missed them . . ." His paw cupped the side of her tit and gently caressed.

Lea's heart was pounding: Ohana was looking at her just as hungrily!

"You're beautiful, Lea," Ohana said breathlessly. "I can't believe it. . . ."

Lea watched with a thudding heart as Kilyan reached for Ohana's shawl next. It dropped around her arms as she hugged herself, suddenly looking sheepish. Her perky breasts were smaller than Lea's but they were just was plump, high, and desirable. The pink nipples were erect. Ohana cupped her own breasts, then looked at Lea's, as if she was comparing the size.

"When you walked in the room," Ohana said to Lea, "you made me feel as if mine were small. I saw you were gorgeous and I thought for sure that you would sneer at me."

Lea looked at Ohana, incredulous. "Why would I do that?"

Ohana hugged herself and shrugged. "I've never gotten along with other females much. I've never had . . . any friends," she said a little sadly.

Hearing the sad note in Ohana's voice, Lea reached over and squeezed her paw. "Our love for Kilyan," she said, glancing happily at their husband, "should only bring us together. I will try to be your friend, Ohana."

Ohana smiled at her warmly. "My first girlfriend!"

Lea's eyes squinted up with girlish laughter. "Yes."

"Will we braid each other's manes?" Ohana asked playfully. Her eyes danced over Lea. "Yours is so pretty. You really know how to style!"

Thinking of Loryn, Lea almost laughed. Suddenly tired, she pulled the shell comb from her mane, and Ohana sighed as Lea's white curls tumbled around her slanted eyes. Kilyan sighed too, and when they both looked at him, they noticed his cock was dripping. He grimaced.

"You're both naked," Kilyan protested. He touched his cock and it spurted a little. "Ah! . . . shit."

"Whose fault is it that we are naked?" Ohana scolded playfully.

Kilyan looked at them with suffering eyes.

Ohana took Lea's paw. "Let's take care of him and put him to bed," she said, jerking her head at Kilyan.

Lea blushed harder and nodded shyly.

Kilyan watched as they scooted closer on their knees. They cupped their big tits and carefully rubbed them on him. He grunted, and Lea saw his face get a little red.

Lea knew titfucking had always been too intense for Kilyan. She did it to him at their mating season and he came too fast. He was always ashamed of it afterward. Looking at him now, she knew he was anxious about embarrassing himself yet again. She took her breasts away and licked Kilyan's cock instead. She was glad when Ohana followed her lead.

"Oh . . ." Kilyan whispered, watching weakly as their pink tongues bathed him. He touched both their heads . . . then pulled Lea's mouth on his cock.

Lea sputtered as Kilyan's thick erection filled her mouth, salty and hot. She had not expected for him to pull her face on him! She saw Ohana pouting out of the corner of her eye: she had wanted to suck Kilyan. But Kilyan had chosen Lea's mouth instead. His big paw moved her head back and forth until she drooled. Lea could taste his pre-cum pooling at the back of her mouth before sliding down. She swallowed and moaned.

Kilyan grunted as Lea sucked him, then roughly pulled Ohana up onto his thigh. Ohana squealed. Lea glanced up and blinked in astonishment: Kilyan had bent Ohana back in his arm and was ravishing her breasts as his big paw pulled Lea's head back and forth on his cock. He buried his face in Ohana's tits. She hugged him tight and her head fell back as he suckled her.

"Oh - Oh, Kilyan!" Ohana reached down as Kilyan was sucking her and fingered her own pussy. Kilyan's nostrils flared: Ohana was wet. He snatched her paw, brought it to his face, and licked it clean of her juices. Ohana watched, trapped in the strong wall of his arm, as his other paw suddenly pulled Lea's head off his cock.

Lea knelt breathless with Kilyan's veined cock in her face. She saw it flinch and closed her eyes just in time: his cum slapped her tits and dripped down her nipples.

When Lea opened her eyes again, Kilyan was patting his thigh for her sit. Ohana was still sitting on his other thigh, held tight in his arm, and somehow, she looked small in his embrace. Small and helpless. Her paw was pressed to his chest, and she was panting shrilly.

Lea gave Kilyan her paw, and he helped her onto his lap. He didn't hesitate jerk her close, and then he looked at Ohana - and Lea gasped when the girl licked her breasts clean. Lea's lashes fluttered and she put her arm around Kilyan's neck as Ohana's careful tongue rolled against her rigid nipple. Ohana sighed and carefully sucked Lea's tit, and she did it so gently, Lea knew she could sense that her breasts were sore.

"Does it hurt?" Kilyan whispered to Lea.

Lea shook her head so furiously, her curls tossed. She didn't think she could answer: Ohana's lips and tongue were making her weak.

Ohana straightened up and rubbed Lea's big belly. Then she said a string of words that shocked Lea, "Can I lick her pussy, Kilyan?"

Kilyan glanced at Ohana and laughed. "That's up to Lea. But I think she should sleep now. We don't want to exhaust her . . . and I'm exhausted myself." He sighed.

Lea sympathetically smoothed Kilyan's mane, and she smiled when Ohana did it too - without even noticing what Lea was doing.

"Up, please, Ohana," Kilyan said.

Ohana obeyed, backing away and breathlessly smoothing her mane.

Kilyan smiled at Lea and swept her into his arms. He carried her to her narrow bed, and she peered into his face, trying to discover by his expression whether she was heavy or not. He noticed her anxious staring and smiled at her.

"You are beautiful, Lea," Kilyan assured her, tucking her into bed. "And you are not fat . . . maybe our kid is just fat."

Lea laughed, looking up at Kilyan happily as he sat on the edge of the bed. He glanced at the bedroll spread on the floor, and Lea knew he wanted to sleep in her bed with her. He wasn't going to ask, however.

Ohana seemed to sense what Kilyan wanted as well. She came to him and rubbed his shoulder. "I'll sleep on the floor," she said, smiling happily at them both. "I'm sure you have missed your wife these past few weeks, Kilyan. Lea and I have the rest of our lives to love you, and I am honored to be a part of your family!" She looked at Lea and smiled when she said the last part.

Lying on the bed, Lea's heart melted. That was so sweet.

Kilyan rubbed Ohana's back and smiled up at her. "Goodnight, my wife."

Ohana leaned down and pecked him on the cheek. "Goodnight, my husband."

They watched as Ohana crawled into Kilyan's bedroll, then Kilyan climbed into Lea's bed with her. He scooted close and spooned her from behind, breathing in the flowery scent of her mane and slowly rubbing her large belly.

Ohana's gentle breathing soon filled the room, and they knew she was sleeping.

"I want to lick your pussy too," Kilyan confessed after a while.

Lea laughed softly. "Dad was warning me against that today. He said it would turn our son off from . . . . pussy."

Kilyan laughed when his proper wife hesitated to say the last word. Lea had insisted they were having a boy. She said she could just feel it. So they had decided to name him Roan. Though, just in case . . . Kilyan offered a name for a daughter: he thought Lytoni was pretty.

"Do you like her?" Kilyan whispered in Lea's ear.

"Yes," Lea answered honestly. "She seems very sweet."

"Not as sweet as you." He hugged Lea tighter, and she smiled. "I missed you, Lea," he whispered, nuzzling in her long neck. "Your voice . . . mmm, your smell . . ."

"Kilyan . . ." Lea whispered breathlessly: he had started touching her. His paw gently squeezed her swollen tit, then smoothed over her big belly to her sex. She sighed when he fingered her big pussy lips.

"And I miss being in here," he whispered, slipping them inside.

Lea rubbed her paw over his. "You will be in there soon enough," she said, amused by his desire.

"Mm. . . ." Kilyan put her arm around neck, which twisted her around until one of her tits was jutting in his face. He sucked and licked her rigid pink nipple as he gently fingered her. Lea was slowly blushing.

"K-Kilyan!" she scolded. "You said you were tired!"

". . . to get . . . you . . . alone . . ." he said between sucks.

Lea laughed lightly. But Kilyan kept touching and caressing her curves, fingering her pussy and sucking her tit. A flush of arousal went through her. She closed her eyes. Her lips parted and she sighed when Kilyan slipped his fingers in her moist sex. Her shrill cries became more breathless, more intense the more he touched her.

"Ah . . . Ah, ah, ah. . . . oh, Kilyan . . . oh . . ."

"Come on, baby . . . breathe . . . let go . . ."

"Ah . . . A-Ahh!"

Lying on the floor on Kilyan's bedroll, Ohana watched with a little smile as Lea squirted on their husband's paw. She had taught Kilyan well. And tomorrow night was her turn.

Oh yes.