The Gryphon Prince
I was so use to hens fawning over me and being submissive. i've only ever dealt with mother and the hens that father sent but i could tell she might be the one for me.
Eating Her Words
"that's for calling us hens," pata said with a short caw--and as much as might have conceded she might deserve that for knowing for decades and calling them hens anyway, she really, really wanted that orgasm and was not amused by her means of payback!
Flock of the Crags Book One - The Season
Nothing had been smuggled in, no hens - he wasn’t told to stop males. two males can’t reproduce, so gareth wouldn’t care.
Time Watch: Leaving Vegas
Dakota groaned as he began to wake up alone in his bed. "Man, I feel amazing." He yawned as he sat up in bed. 'All that fucking was work on my bones, but damn is this bed comfy. All I'd need is super strength and I'd take it with me.' He thought as he...
Reeds and Roses
He tried looking where the other hens went to distribute their eggs but only saw the crowds there jumping and dancing in the same manner as the ones around him.
A Gryphon's Tail, Part VII
It was hard with his injuries, but he managed it before he could draw the hen's ire. still, he sighed. this was going to be a disaster.
Rite of Passage
_i wouldn't have those fat pampered hens, they're worthless._ he kept his eyes on the white form beneath him, the way that she moved carefully through the ferns and slipped beneath the shadows.
Asentia and her Boys
Besides, asentia watched with clear enjoyment... knowing they wouldn't really hurt each other, it felt good to be fought over, the proof of a hen's appeal to males, her ability to spark desire.
Hell's Daughters
The hen's stud then nosed under her tail, and she forgot why. she and her stud were more important. "who is that?" the fearful human hummed. then clicked his tongue. her stud quickly listened- he was still trained after all.
Chicken and the Egg (M/f/M, Shapeshifting, Feral)
None of the hens were bothering to look up to the intruder. freed from the domination, gretta had gone back to pecking through grit.
Flock's Virginity: Part One
"but i smell your hens approaching, the virgins of your flock..." "oh, go on then. i see an old friend is no consolation when you have young tail to chase!"
A Gryphon's Tail, Part II
The corner of the hen's mouth curled upward again, her own breathing a bit forced as she kept at it.