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I didn’t think that sex could ever be this good. No wonder all the other Humans are blissfully attached to their mates. I will be exactly the same as the rest of them, and we haven’t even sealed our bond yet.

Aspis orders us noodles and we snuggle up on the couch after some showers. Which Aspis insists that we take individually, afraid of any shenanigans ensuing before we’ve had a chance to eat something.

The tote bag with the quilt Matilda made me is still sitting by my front door. So I lay it out in a place of pride over the back of the couch in my living room.

It’s a cozy Saturday, and we are all so worn out that we manage to just chat, watch reality TV, and keep our hands to ourselves.

Chapter 31

Matilda

I wake up sticky with sweat, and I’mhot.

The room is shrouded in darkness, and I instinctively know that it’s the middle of the night.

I push the sheets back and climb out of the bed, stripping out of the t-shirt and panties that I am wearing. I just need a cold shower to cool down, and then I will join my mates in bed again.

The cold tiles feel good against my hooves, the cold water even better as I turn the stream of water on. Oh, fuck, that feels good.

My nipples are hard and almost painful to touch, but I find myself touching them anyway.

“Tilly?”

Ivy joins me in the shower, standing under the stream with me.

“Ugh, that feels sogood.” She moans, pulling me close.

Wait, that doesn’t feel right. I look down and realize that Ivy is still wearing the silky slip of a nightgown that she threw on to sleep last night.

Or is it tonight?

It all hits me at once. We’re going into heat.

What do I do? Ivy feels so good pressed up against me and it is hard to focus in this haze.

Oh, right. I need to get Aspis.

I open my mouth to call him, but Ivy bends to kiss me, my lips pressed against hers as her tongue explores my mouth.

I don’t remember what I was going to do, my body taking over.

This shower is large, and Ivy sits me onto a tiled bench, adjusting the stream of water so that it is still on us.

The cold tile feels so good, almost as nice as Ivy’s kisses as she moves towards my pussy. Her tongue swirls around my clit and it is the greatest feeling I have ever experienced.

My hands are tangled in her wet hair, my hooves slipping on the tile as she eats me out. My moans echo against the tiles, joining in with Ivy’s.

She has a hand between her own thighs, bringing herself pleasure too.

A crashing noise sounds and I’m not sure what it is.

I don’t really care, I tip my head back against the tiles and close my eyes and enjoy my mate’s mouth on me.

Chapter 32

Aspis

Their moaning is what woke me up, and something instinctual called in me to find my mates. That they needed me.

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