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Since becoming fertile at a fairly young age, Natasha had never enjoyed mating season. Though she often finds herself daydreaming about becoming a mother of her own and raising a clutch, the mating season usually brings more disappointment than sex. Though not a virgin, Natasha had never been impregnated, usually due to the males she actually likes not being potent enough for her picky eggs. When not plagued with infertile males, its idiot males she simply refuses to let near her. Overall, the mating season is a lot of eye candy and not much else for Natasha. The free food males tend to bring doesn't hurt either.

Despite her disdain for the season, Natasha had been without any real sex for several years, and she was starting to get a little antsy down there. Hoping for at least another romp with an impotent male with a nice personality, she decided to head to the usual mating area in the forest, the watering hole.

The sound of chatting and playing carnivores could be heard nearly a mile away from the site, so when Natasha arrived she had a good idea of what to expect; a lot of big talk with little actual payoff. Coming to the clearing where the glorified pond was, she sighed upon seeing who had arrived.

"Natasha!" A rather excited Tarbosaurus stomped towards her with a stupid grin. "Glad you could make it."

Natasha felt like crushing the bimbo's neck. "Nice to see you too Alexis." Whereas Natasha had subdued dark blue feathers and stripes on brown scales, Alexis was stunning red with yellow, something more typical on a flashy male than a female. "What's the turnout like?" Natasha looked over the crowed to see for herself while Alexis gave her own opinions. The females, aside from Alexis really, where the usual sort; large and powerful beasts with subdued colors and, for the most part, a craving to be filled. The males weren't too different; smaller and leaner built, but covered in flashy colors and large plumes, and for the most part, an equally strong craving to fill. The sight sort of disgusted Natasha. Nobody seemed to care about actual compassion or companionship anymore, simply sex and producing the strongest most beautiful offspring.

"Well..." Alexis bit her tongue as she thought about what to say. "We have a few newcomers, mostly just males and females coming into season for the first time, so you probably know most of the older crowd." Natasha figured she probably would have if she liked any of her species. Alexis more of forced the annual friendship more than Natasha actually liking her. "There are a few new males though. They say they're from the desert without a real stomping ground of their own. Most of that lot say they want to settle down here in the forest, so maybe one of them could tickle your fancy, and something else, right?" Alexis giggled like a young chick.

Natasha did like the idea of some fresh meat this season. Perhaps some new genes would mean nicer personalities in equally fitting bodies. "Well, I'll give them a look."

Alexis nodded. "Alright, I'm going to go mingle then. I'm hoping to lay more eggs than I did last year, so wish me luck!"

Natasha did no such thing. Finally left alone to think, she approached the watering hole and helped herself to a drink. The entire time, she looked around at the males in the area. A lot of the new coming males seemed to be treating the females like walking wombs to be filled, so already she was a touch turned off. The males that were openly being nice were both small and shy. She did see a young male with grayish blue scales and white feathers, probably his first season, that was rather cute, but some of the other females were already chatting him up.

Lifting her head and licking away the dripping water, she turned around to see a large male facing her, his bright green plumage stuck on end, clashing with his bright red scales. "Hello there. I couldn't help but notice you."

Natasha raised a brow. "By me, do you mean the shot of my ass while I took a drink?" The male seemed rather offended by the comment. "Well?"

"Listen bitch, what do you think you're here for?"

Natasha snarled at him, baring her teeth. "What did you call me?"

The male presented his own fangs, taking a stance that screamed make him look like he was showing off more than he was trying to intimidate her. "I call it as I see it honey." He gave her a coy smirk and flicked his tail around to slap her fat thigh. "Come on, don't play hard to get. You're here aren't you? I know you want it."

She was about to lunge at him when another male approached. He was equally large, possibly a fraction larger, with silver feathers atop his head and tipping his tail, and light purple scales covering his body. He gave the other male an intimidating look before giving Natasha a concerned one. "What seems to be the issue here?"

The other male growled. "Back off fossil, this one's mine."

The new male, indeed more mature but by no means ancient, growled in return. "This 'one' is not some piece of flesh. The sooner you realize that, the better."

The other male roared. "I said back off!" Past his tipping point, he lunged at the more experienced male, but was knocked to his feet with a quick swipe of his competitor's tail.

"I think you need taught a lesson." The mature male looked down at the younger of the two with rage in his eyes.

"How do you plan to do..." He was left unable to complete his sentence as the silver feathered male thrust his jaws forward, taking a bite of the younger male's shoulder. The male howled in pain, but managed to wriggle free. Natasha decided to take a few steps away from the fight, but continued to watch in amazement. The younger male got to his feet and roared once more, puffing his green plum up, making him seem even larger.

Without words, the two began to fight, each one tearing into the other with powerful claws and teeth, though for the most part, the older of the two seemed to have the upper hand. The younger male seemed to mostly try circling his opponent and go in for weak spots, but the older male was too quick and with each lunge from the younger male would go in for his own, leaving many more bites. What seemed like hours for Natasha was only several minutes in reality. Growing weak from blood loss, the younger male finally saw an opening as the older male stood tall, his neck and belly exposed, but was tricked into a baited trap. As the younger male lunged for a neck strike, one that would easily end the fight there, the older male lifted a back leg, using his tail for balance, and kicked the younger male to the ground.

The younger male let blood run from his mouth a moment before attempting to get back to his feet. "You son of a..." Just as he got to his feet, the older male lunged at him, biting his neck and hanging on with a back foot and his small forelimbs, and twisted the younger males head. The young male screamed in agony as his head was twisted against his will, until finally a loud snap could be heard and he toppled over onto the ground, the winning male resting atop the fresh corpse.

Slowly getting up, the older male looked over the body of the male who's neck he had just snapped. Whereas he had only a few bites and scratches on his body, the corpse was covered in wounds. "Such disrespect." Turning away from the bloody corpse, he faced Natasha with an apologetic look on his face. "I'm sorry you had to see that."

Natasha had a look of sheer astonishment on her face. "Nobody's ever stood up for me like that. I should be thanking you."

He shook his head. "No no, it's alright. It simply lets my blood boil whenever I see a male like that abuse a beautiful female like yourself."

Natasha could feel herself blushing. "Well...thank you anyway. It was very kind of you."

The male gave a soft smile and nodded. "I suppose you're quite welcome. If you'll excuse me, I'll be back on my way."

Looking him over, and having just watched him stand up for her, Natasha was starting to feel herself moisten for him. "W-wait." She licked her lips, feeling her mouth going dry. "Could I know your name?"

"Sorin. And yours?"

"Natasha." They shared a smile before Natasha continued. "Do you think, maybe, you'd like to get away from here?"

Sorin chuckled softly. "I think I'd like that a lot, yes."

Walking to Sorin with a smooth stride in her step, making sure to let him see her leg muscles work, she walked by him, sliding her tail against his side. "Then let's go. I think I know a place we can relax."

Sorin happily followed her, the both of them wondering just what was in store for them.

Some hours later, far from the watering hole...

The sound of grunts and moans could be heard all around the small clearing that Natasha and Sorin shared. After finding a spot for themselves, Sorin courted Natasha as a mate by flashing his silvery feathers at her and making himself seem large, yet nimble on his feet, making sure to use the feathery tip of his tail to occasionally brush her flanks and jaw line. The display instantly aroused Natasha, who ended up giving her moistened slit to him without hesitation.

Now leaning against a tree, Natasha was bent over with Sorin pumping his thick shaft in and out of her cloaca. His thighs would slap her much thicker, meatier ones and his penis churning her moist canal created loud squishing and popping sounds.

Leaning over his mate, Sorin gently bit the back of her neck, licking her azure feathers softly and murring in his throat. He could feel her legs starting to weaken, but that didn't stop him from raising his left leg and placing it upon her wide hips, his sharp claws gently scraping her thigh.

Natasha's breathing was heavy and labored as her body worked to make her climax, her womb ready to finally receive fertile seed. "Sweetheart...I think I'm going to cum."

Sorin didn't even speak, instead choosing to speed his thrusts as a response to her nearing climax. Sensing the squeezing of her internal muscles, he could tell she was right there. Finally, when he was sure she was ready, he release her neck and licked her ear hole. "Cum my sweet, and know you will soon bear my eggs."

Natasha's meaty legs and tight cloaca tensed at his whisper, her powerful toes gripped the ground, her claws tearing into the earth as she did so. With a full body shudder and clenched eyes, her lips escaping the most satisfied of moaning roars, her entire body climaxed with her orgasm.

Feeling his mate cum, he shoved himself hard and deep within her, splattering his seed across her womb and grinding into her in hopes of scrapping free more eggs from her ovaries. Her splash of fluid upon his groin was paled in comparison to the flood of semen that filled her belly. Even if his sperm was somehow weak, the sheer amount of sperm in her womb would guarantee impregnation.

Feeling her womb bloat and tighten with his torrent of cum, she moaned in continued bliss. Finally, when her womb felt near bursting, he pulled free from her with a wet pop, what was left of his semen dripping from his now spent penis and her gaping slit. Though probably her imagination, she could have swore she felt the slightest bit heavier after he dumped his load in her.

After a breathy sigh, she chuckled softly. "That was beautiful." Turning her head to his, she licked his lips, and in return he licked hers. "Thank you."

"No, thank you. It is you that will bear my children for those long months, but I will be by your side." After a moment of relaxing, he returned his propped up leg to the ground and lifted himself from her. "How about a fresh kill?"

Natasha couldn't help but slide to the ground, tired from the beating her rump just received, her thighs feeling sore and hot. "Yes, that sounds amazing." She still seemed to be coming down from the high of her orgasm; something that made Sorin chuckled in his throat.

"Very well. I'll return shortly, you just relax." With that, he quietly walked away. If Natasha didn't know any better, it almost looked like he was heading the direction of the watering hole. She chuckled to herself, hoping he wasn't just going to bring back that male he killed. That would have been weird indeed, though she wasn't exactly above that sort of thing.

While the time passed, Natasha closed her eyes and took a light nap against the tree where she was bred, enjoying the feeling of a properly filled womb. Every now and again she couldn't help but curl her toes and flick the tip of her tail in delight as she felt yet another drop of his semen drip from her now more relaxed slit.

Finally, after a couple of hours, Sorin returned to the clearing dragging the corpse of a young Charonosaurus by the neck. Cracking her eyes open and looking at it, she couldn't help but feel it was a tad small. She chuckled softly. Hunting wasn't exactly a priority to her, so he's still safe as her mate.

Opening her jaws wide and releasing a loud yawn, she got up from her resting position and stretched out her body, making sure to give her loving a good view of her still dripping slit as she did. "What did you bring me, lover?" Looking at him, she rose a brow upon noticing a less than happy look on his face, but just as she saw it, it was replaced with a content look.

"A hadrosaur. Found him roaming the forest alone; probably wasn't wise of him."

She shook her head, giving him a warm smile. "Probably not." As was customary, she would eat first, leaving him what was left behind. Walking over to the corpse, she looked it over. She was ready to take a bite, but noticed the bite mark where he had been dragging it to the clearing. For some reason, it looked larger than a bite mark also on the neck, the actual killing blow. She raised a brow at it a moment, but then shook the thought from her head. It was probably nothing. Leaning down, she ripped into the belly of the animal, pulling away a large chunk of dripping flesh.

As she ate her fill of meat, Sorin stood off to the side, smiling yet seemingly unhappy about something; the way he held himself, the somewhat forced look to his smile. Natasha noticed this, but simply assumed the kill was more of a hassle for him than it was worth. Her honey wasn't a skilled hunter it seemed. Again, that was okay with her. It seemed most of her species were scavengers anyway.

Finally getting her fill, she let out a quiet burp before walking to her mate. "Sorry I didn't leave you much. We can go hunting again later if you'd like."

He shook his head. "No no, this is more than enough. You relax, your body has a lot to do right now." He leaned down and gave the underside of her belly a gentle rub with his head. "Soon you'll be fat with eggs."

The thought of it put butterflies in Natasha's belly. She'd been dreaming of being a mother from a young age, and now it seemed she was finally going to get her wish. "Yes. That makes me so happy." Lying down where Sorin had been standing, she watched him go to the kill and eat what she left him. She watched as he ripped away leg meat as well as devoured a lung. Natasha usually ate the majority of her prey's internal organs, but she felt like being generous and left a lunch for him to chew on. He had granted a very special wish of hers. Feeling tired, she closed her eyes once more, drifting off to sleep as her lover ate.

Approximately two weeks later...

Natasha could already feel a dense weight in her belly, an obvious side effect to the breeding she had done earlier that month. Though from the amount of semen, she could have easily been impregnated from their initial romp, the several sessions afterwards certainly didn't lessen her odds of conceiving.

Natasha was digging out a hole with her clawed feet at her now semi-permanent home area. She wouldn't be laying her eggs for at least another two months, but she wanted to have a nest good and ready long before that time came. Soon her mate would be back with dinner, and from there they could discuss what kind of foliage would be best to build and cover their nest with.

As was the routine of Sorin the past couple weeks, he slid the copse of another killed dinosaur into their home area and let it rest before his mate. Seeing his effort, Natasha gave her mate a lick on the cheek. "Thank you love."

Sorin smiled and nuzzled her cheek before going to her slightly swollen belly and giving it a nuzzle as well. He gave the taught scales a gentle caress with his tongue before pulling away from her. "How goes the nest?"

Natasha ripped a chunk of hadrosaur flesh away from the kill and swallowed it down before answering. "Pretty good. I'm not sure how big the clutch is going to be though, so it's making my construction a bit confusing. I'm still new to this motherhood thing."

He gave her a chuckle and looked over the hole she dug. "It wouldn't hurt to add a bit more room. More room is better than less, when the time actually comes. We can always fill in extra space with plants."

Natasha ripped the liver out of the animal, and as she did, moved her eyes to its neck. Sorin was very kind to her, and always filled her with meat and semen whenever she desired, but his kills were always so strange. Claw marks and bite marks would appear on his kills, usually as the killing blows, but they would rarely match his own. They seemed smaller, as if done by a juvenile. Only during their first encounter did he seem upset at all after bringing back food, but that didn't shake the feeling he was guilty of something. With a mental sigh, she decided when next he went hunting, she'd figure out what was up.

The next day, after Sorin had left to go hunting, Natasha decided to follow. She gave him a half hour or so, and then followed his scent from there. The tracking was slow, but she had to be sure she wouldn't be caught. Part of a relationship after all is honesty, and if he was lying to her about hunting their meals, she wanted to know. She supposed that was a bit hypocritical, seeing as she was being secretive, but if it turned out this had something to do with his own lack of hunting skills and this was just some kind of legit arrangement, she didn't want to embarrass him.

Shaking those thoughts out of her mind, his scent slowly grew stronger, and for that matter, so did his voice. Cocking her head to the side to listen better, she could hear what sounded like him berating someone. Frowning, she followed the sound until she saw him in the distance. He stood tall over a kill, another young hadrosaur, but the prey was clearly dead. Was he yelling at himself? Suddenly, Sorin moved aside to reveal a young Tarbosaurus he was blocking. Looking him over, she recognized him as the cute young male she had seen earlier that month at the watering hole, the one that the other females had been talking to. What was he doing here? She listened in.

"Can't you do anything right!" Sorin was not happy, his feathers standing on end as he shouted angrily at the smaller male. "All you ever catch are these small weaklings! I need fat and meat, not skin and bones!"

The younger male looked down sadly. "I-I'm sorry. I just can't catch any bigger ones."

Sorin grit his teeth in rage. "I haven't eaten well since I finished off that punk that tried getting to her first. Every night, she eats everything, literally everything, and then I'm left with the scraps. You're already being left with my scraps, and now she's eating for a clutch too. What the hell do you think I'm going to be left with when her hunger gets more and more ravenous? What do you think you are going to be left with!" The sound of Sorin's tail slapping the young male in the face made Natasha gasp. "You're lucky we're blood and you don't pose a threat." He snarled. "I'd eat your heart out."

The young male had visible tears in his eyes, the slap doing more damage to his visibly malnourished body. "I-I know."

Sorin shook his head. "I'm half tempted to just eat her when the eggs are laid. Maybe then I'd get some fat in my diet. She's lucky I'm nice. Maybe the next time we do this you'll be bigger, stronger. Work on that."

Having enough, Natasha stormed towards them just as Sorin was picking up the kill in his jaws. The young male saw her first, and when Sorin saw her, the hadrosaur dropped from his jaws. "Natasha?" He didn't have much else to say before she smashed her skull into his lower jaw, cracking a few of his teeth in the process. Reeling back in pain and confusion, Sorin opened his mouth and felt some of his teeth fall out and began to taste his own blood. "What the hell?!"

Natasha scrapped the ground with her foot, kicking up dirt and dust. "You used him, and you used me. Those are two things I will not stand for."

Sorin seemed fairly horrified. "I-I can explain!"

The growl she directed at him showed just how much she cared about that. "You said next time; do you mean to tell me you've done this before? Used another female for eggs? Is that it?"

Sorin was speechless.

"It doesn't matter." She snorted. "You probably won't live very long after this. Though I have to ask, why the fuck did you bother romancing me if you just wanted to use me for breeding?"

Sorin was still rather speechless, her rage causing him to back up in fear. Despite his size compared to many males, she was still larger than him.

"Let me guess, it's because those bimbos tend to lack any amount of quality, any real breeding stock. But women like me, we're special. We have genes that make us strong, in body and mind, and rarely do we just leave once the sex is over. You wanted the best young, right? The best family lineage."

Sorin tried to speak. "Honey, please, think about what you're saying."

She roared at him. "Think about what I'm saying?! How about I think about what you were saying!" She slammed a foot on the ground, making the earth shake. "I loved you! You killed a male for me! And for what? So you could get me first and then eat him later? You just assumed I'd eat all your food?!" She roared loudly and charged at him. He attempted to jump out of the way, but her skull managed to slam into his hip, bruising it badly and knocking him to the ground.

As Sorin roared in pain, the young male simply stood off to the side, looking away from the chaos. Natasha was ready to attack again, but upon noticing the younger one, remained still. "You, who are you?"

He looked at her in fear and backed up slightly. "I-I'm his brother." She stared at him, wanting more out of him than that. "I-I can run fairly fast, so he uses me to hunt for him. I use to get big prey for him and his mates, that way he'd get more to eat when they finished, and I'd get what was left of that when he took away the carcass, but lately I've been maturing and gaining weight, and I can't run as fast as I could. I-I'm sorry."

Natasha thought about attacking him too, but looking him over, she noticed he had various bite and claw marks on his body, ones that would have fit far better on the prey Sorin should have been bringing back. Seeing the young male start to weep, her heart ran with pity for him. "Hey, I'm not going to hurt you. Just, stand back, okay?" He nodded slightly. "I'm so sorry you had to deal with this..." She turned to look over Sorin, unsure what to call him. "terrible lizard." That didn't seem quite right, but she couldn't just take it back. Turning back to Sorin, she began walking towards him, she thought about what she should do to him; whether killing him would be good or simply letting him live in shame. Her pity for the younger male made her consider the latter option.

Sorin tried scooting away from her, but upon backing into a tree, was left with nowhere to go. "P-please...have mercy."

She opened her jaws wide when she couldn't take any steps closer. Leaning down, she let her open jaws rest near his face. He looked into her mouth to see her teeth were fairly taken care of, for that matter her scales and feathers had always been rather neat and undamaged as well. Closing her jaws with a thunder-like snap, she whispered to him. "Mercy is for my prey, that is why they rarely fight back. What you deserve is pain." Lifting a massive foot from the ground, he placed it onto his side, sinking her claws into his flesh. He whimpered as hot blood began to drizzle form his wound. "I'm going to make sure no female ever looks at you again." With that, Natasha ripped her claws through his flesh, eliciting a roar of agony form Sorin, and creating the first of many deep scars that would soon cover his body.

Sorin couldn't even move, his body shaking from the level of pain he was in, his once purple body now stained red and covered in jagged tears. The wounds were deep, but not deep enough to kill him; unless of course he got an infection. Turning away from the shivering body, Natasha spit out what was left of Sorin's head plumage and looked to the younger brother, who had patiently waited off to the side, watching the entire ordeal. He didn't seem as afraid as before, but was still very shy.

"I'm sorry you had to see that." He nodded softly. "I'm more sorry for what you had to put up with." Leaning in, she nuzzled his cheek. She hoped he didn't mind a little of his brother's blood getting on his face. "What's your name?"

"H-Hiro."

"Hiro?" He nodded. "That's a lovely name." She gave him a comforting smile. "I want you to know, if you ever need me, I'll be there, okay? You never have to put up with anyone like that again."

Hiro looked at her, rather nervously, but seemingly content with that knowledge. "Thank you."

Looking to her side, seeing the bulge in her belly his brother had left her, she sighed. "I suppose these eggs are going to grow up without a father now. I won't let him near them. Not ever." She looked to Hiro. "Would you be interested in taking his place?"

He seemed shocked. "W-what?!"

"Well, I'm not saying we'd be mates, but they are your brother's children. They're your blood." She tried to talk in a way to calm him down. "I think you need a little responsibility of your own in life, and this may be a good start."

Hiro looked away shyly. "I-I don't know."

She gave him a moment to think about it before nodding. "I understand. It's a lot to ask for. Just know the offer still stands, and will stand. I assume you know where I'm staying." Leaning in once more, she licked his cheek, attempting to clean the blood she left in the process. "Take care of yourself."

With that, Natasha left the two brothers, going back to her nest in progress and sank to the ground. Curled up with herself, alone again, she sighed sadly. A few silent tears rolled down her cheeks. "Alone again." Using her tail, she felt the bulge in her belly. "Though not as alone, I suppose."

Closing her eyes, she tried to ignore the events of that day for the moment, simply wanting to relax. She'd clean the grime from her body in the morning, for now she needed sleep. This would be the first in a series of long days ahead for her, but with every shadow, there is a light...somewhere.