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"He was. He was alive during the first trill visit. It was because of him and your mother that we established policies to work with them while maintaining our own laws. If it weren't for them, my father said we would have been nothing more than a memory, like that of the Shol. Or slaves to do their dirty work, like that of the necia."
"We will have to lie until Braukan stops campaigning against me."
"But you will not claim first offspring?"
"Our offspring is more likely to be from my seed regardless of if you add your own seed, but you know this already," I reminded him of what we were both agreeing to.
"But we can still tell all our offspring that the first born is just as likely to be from either of our seed. It should ease their struggles."
"I will support it with Evie's consent."
"Understood." Pheyal yawned, and we both silently agreed it was time to allow sleep to take us.
This was a feeling I never wanted to lose. My delegate, surrounded by those who would die to protect her and bring her happiness. I nuzzled into her neck and felt Pheyal's ormete warm against my own as we shared tangling up in her black mane. Vaquel's butt adjusted against my leg, as Evie's leg moved to drape over his shoulder. The air smelled of our bond, and I smiled.
This was everything.
Chapter nineteen
Evie
Iwoke to Vaquel nuzzling his nose into my vagina, and my sides being colder than I'd like with the clear absence of Broma and Pheyal.
Vaquel’s tongue flicked out and I moaned as he worked against my clit. I guess that was one way of waking up.
"What are you doing?" I giggled with a squirm.
"Mmmm, having breakfast," he mumbled and sucked in a wonderful rhythm that made me buck against him.
"I'm… ummgh… I'm…" I gasped out as his ormete plunged into my vagina with a squelching sound. Embarrassed, I tried to pull away, but his ormete were tangled with my legs.
"Goddess, I love that sound," he said before blowing through his lips to make them vibrate on my clit as his ormete made loud suctioning sounds like he was playing with putty inside my cunt.
I giggled as I moaned against him. "Why does it sound like that?"
"It's Broma's seed preparing your womb to grow our offspring. Consider it like a universal womb that is absorbing into your mating organs." Vaquel didn't stop fucking me with his ormete tentacles as he spoke between licks and kisses on my clit. "UnGor are considered a universal species, capable of breeding with anyone, male or female. Though our females are a more universal receiver, while males are capable of breeding anyone. Oh, Goddess, thinking about you swelling with our offspring is making my mating cock hard. Let me taste you," he mumbled the last part as he buried his face into my folds, devouring me.
Panting with heat building up within me, I squeezed around his ormete and shattered into his open mouth, dribbling down his chin.
Vaquel laps up my cum and then sits up to scoot to the edge of the bed, grunting.
"Yes, yes," he repeated with more groans, hunched over the side of the bed, his arm vibrated with the movement of him stroking himself. "So close." His ormete glowed as he chanted my name, "Evie, Evie... my... nngh... mate."
I sat up to wrap my arms around him and peek my head over his shoulder, startling him.
"Great… Nnnghaagh…" he moaned out, losing his grip on his cock.
"Don't stop on my account," I said, nipping at his ear. I was pretty sure he wasn't finishing inside of me because of Broma's seed doing whatever unGor seed did to promote fertility. I grew giddy at the idea of finally being pregnant after so many miscarriages. I had to ask, "If you fucked me right now, would I get pregnant?"
He began stroking himself again. "Not yet, but keep talking about it, Evie. Talk about how you want me to fill your womb with my seed. Tell me my mating cock makes your clit ache for me. Tell me…" he hitched on a moan as his strokes sped up.
I watched as his cock swelled and the ormete tentacles around it quivered, wrapping around his hand with desperate need.
My stomach heated and my heart ached as he closed his eyes, waiting for me to encourage him and whisper sweet nothings in his ear. I wanted more. I climbed off the bed, and he whimpered as the touch of my breasts left his back.
"Keep your eyes closed," I whispered, and he squeezed them shut. With a hand on each of his shoulders, he stilled, but didn't open his eyes. The bed shifted as I used him to steady myself, placing one foot on either side of his legs. Then I lowered myself down until he had to move his arm that was holding his cock.
"Evie?" he questioned, but still didn't peek.
