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The early morning sun shone bright upon the fields of a large orchard, the morning dew upon the leaves shimmered like brilliant diamonds in this morning sun, peaceful was this place, where a family made their livelihoods, growing pears to turn into ciders and sell. One of these members of the family looked at the field and smiled. Tucked securely under his arm was a ladder. His name was Seth, once a former legionnaire of the Dragoncrown Empire, now a humble farmer, living with his wife’s family in their orchard.

“Let’s see how you’re doing today.” Seth said as he propped the ladder against one of the pear trees and climbed it to inspect the fruit growing upon it. This season was looking to be a fine growing one, with the pears coming in quite nicely. He plucked one of the pears from the tree to inspect it for anything that might indicate something wrong with it. Bugs, bird bites,etc. Aside from being slightly premature in its growth, the pear looked fine. That was one tree down, about several dozen more to go. As Seth descended the ladder, he thought about his life as it was. He was a scout for the Dragon Legion, not a practically good one, but he’d hoped that he’d rise up the ranks, earn some glory in battle and come back home a hero and have the admiration of his friends and family then retire after the prerequisite twenty-five years of service on a nice farm with a nice lady. In a way, he did find that life, just not after twenty-five years. He lived in a wonderful orchard and had a wife he loved more than anything and two children; daughters, with a third on its way. Sure, his father had at first disapproved (his family were minor nobles in Dragonstone, and it was a bit of a scandal that their second son ran off with an at the time enemy of the empire,) but he more than made up for it with the large amounts of cider that his father could sell.

“How are the pears coming in my dear?” Seth heard a voice say, he looked to its source and standing with the sun illuminating her slightly was his wife, the love of his life, mother of his children and the woman who he when they first met kicked his ass, his love, his Greko. He looked at her, dressed in her tunic, which barely hid her pregnant belly, the way her rounded breasts filled to the brim with milk filled out her tunic and, of course, her wide hips. She had the visage of a fertility goddess incarnate.

“Good, well, that one tree is good. I haven’t checked the others.” Seth said, and Greko laughed. She walked up to her husband, engulfing him completely in her arms. Most men would find it a bit emasculating to have a wife who was not only taller than them, but also stronger. Seth found it a bonus.

“That’s good to hear,” she said as she leaned down. It was a bit weird since she was several months pregnant. “I wish I could help you, but alas, pregnancy is such a drain.” Greko admitted. Seth laughed at this. His wife was a woman who often would do a lot of the work, being stronger than him. He ran the books most of the time for the orchard.

“Don’t worry about it my dear.” Seth said reassuringly, as he went about inspecting the other trees. The sun was soon reaching high into the sky, with the morning stretching on into noon. By the time noon hit, Seth was covered in a thin layer of sweat from his work. Aside from the trees, his family also had several areas of land dedicated to growing other plants, tomatoes, potatoes, etc. And Seth was in the fields tending to these plants, making sure they were as healthy as their trees.

“Seth! Lunch is ready!” Greko yelled from their home, whipping the sweat from his brow Seth smiled as he made his way back to their abode, laid out were several plates of food, stemmed vegetables covered in olive oil and a roasted boar. His wife was an exceptional cook, Seth had to say, though they often cooked together. The minotaur before him smiles, as she fed their daughters, they were still young and needed to be tended to. Seth watched as she deftly fed them and ate at the same time. It was a sight to behold.

“You stare quite a lot. Is my beauty enchanting?” Greko asked, fluttering her lashes at her husband, who laughed. Greko could be outwardly feminine when she wanted to, and she could be quite the tease when she put her mind to it.

“Yes quite, the woman who I love, holding the two other women I love the most, how can a man not stare,” Seth said as he leaned to kiss Greko and his daughters Desdemona and Khione, “I look at you and them and see a future I thought I would take years to achieve, a love I thought I’d never might see. You are my sun, and they are my moon.”

“Are you sure you weren’t a poet before you became a soldier? Because you have a way of making a woman swoon.” Greko said lovingly. The two of them continued to eat lunch, and the day went on, with Seth finishing much of his work for that day the night came. The two retired to their chambers that night. Greko was sitting at a mirror combing her hair, readying it for sleep, when she felt her husband come up behind her, wrapping his arms around her fecund belly, he kissed the back of her neck, and moved his chin to the crook of her neck.

“Such beauty,” He said as he kissed her fur covered neck again, “Such painful beauty, I count my blessings to Mistran that I have you as my love, as my wife.” Seth said, mentioning the Goddess of love in the Draconic pantheon.

“Flatterer,” Greko said as she turned around, kissing Seth deeply on the lips. The minotaur lifted him lightly, careful of her pregnant belly as she and him fell onto their bed. Laying her down, he kissed her large breasts, savoring the sweet taste of the milk that trickled from her nipples. Sucking at her nipples, the minotaur moaned loudly as she felt her husband’s mouth engulfed her breasts entirely, sucking at them and drawing more milk from her full tits, “Y-yes!” Greko moaned out as she held Seth’s head to her chest, the minotaur’s body was on fire, as her husband continued to play and suck at her sensitive breasts. But he wasn’t done. One of his hands was free and he moved it down her body, first rubbing her pregnant belly, then past her pelvis and at the entrance of her cunt. He plunged his finger into her pussy and began to finger her slowly at first, taking his time in getting his beloved ready for the main event. The moans and brays of a minotaur being loved echoed throughout their room, sweet, sweet music to Seth’s ears. Gods above, if his wife wasn’t already pregnant, she would be after this night. His fingers continued to plunge in and out of Greko’s snatch, her walls slowly clamping around his digits.

“Cum for me my love.” Seth said and Greko did; braying loudly, hoping their children didn’t wake up from that. Smiling, Seth kissed his wife deeply, their tongues mingling as he undid his underwear, his cock popping free.

“Fuck me! Now!” Greko ordered as she wrapped her legs around his waist, and what his wife wanted, Seth would give to her. Lining his cock up with her cunt, Seth slowly penetrated her, careful of his wife and her current state. Greko made a light hiss as Seth’s cock entered her stopping where his pelvis met hers, he then pulled back before slowly plunging his cock back in. In and out, over and over, his cock worked into his wife’s cunt, drawing moan after moan from her throat as he held her.

“Faster!” Greko ordered, and Seth obliged, picking up the speed. They couldn’t go as hard as they loved to, or do it with Greko on top like they preferred, but this was just as good. His speed picked up, along with the frequency of her moans. Seth began to go faster and faster, his body telling him he was about to cum, and he could tell that Greko was close too. The two were breathing heavily, their bodies synched to such a degree.

“I-I’m gonna cum.” Seth stammered out, and he felt Greko wrap her legs around him tighter, wanting him to cum nowhere else but inside her. With a grunt, Seth came at the same time as Greko, filling her cunt with his seed, with Greko’s cunt clamping around Seth’s cock as he did, milking his cock for every drop of his cum. When he felt he’d shot his last shot inside, he flopped to his side, holding onto his love with care. The two snuggled into each other, kissing Greko one last time before sleep took, then he whispered into her ears.

“Night my love.” Seth said. His voice was soft and loving.

“Night my love.” Greko replied.