Anira Part 2

"No, I’m fine like this. Just thinking that Emmy will go crazy when she comes back and finds out she’ll have a nephew."
"Our little warrior will be very loved. I’ll teach him everything I learned from my father, all our laws. He will be a just and highly respected male." I can feel the pride in his words.
"If he resembles you, I’ll be the proudest and happiest mother in the world."
"Do you have any thoughts on how he might look physically?"
"I believe he’ll be chubby and plump like the férnus babies I’ve seen. I can’t imagine anything else, but I wish for him to be healthy," I say. "Is there anything in your species that could make him stand out in some way?"
"There are pelages, and the eyes will be golden. That’s a trait of my leader lineage. Each leader has a specific color. As for pelage, it’s the Moon Goddess who decides."
"I like your pelage." I stroke his chest, feeling the softness under my hand.
Auror settles a bit, and it seems his body tenses. I cross into the open door of his mind, which we always keep open for each other.
"What do you want to know?"
"Not know, but reveal. I didn’t want a companion like you, and today I can’t imagine breathing without your presence. I still expect that at some point you’ll wake up and have the outburst that never happened." I smile.
"It won’t happen. Like you, I can’t imagine any of my days without you, by my side, feeling your warmth or hearing your growls while feeling your thrusts inside me." I feel myself heat up just with the memory of our bodies connected.
"Ann, you need to rest."
"I feel your body, Auror. I know you feel the same way I do."
"I could live buried in you, as a necessity, but now my care for you has grown even more. Inside you is my most precious treasure, carried by my companion, the one I would give my life for. You are too precious, my Ann."
"Then a little love before sleep would make me much more relaxed."
"Is that what you want? You want me to let you ride me and grind while giving us both a lot of pleasure?"
"Yes, they say all the hormones in pregnancy boil, and I believe it’s like heat, with peaks of excitement like now."
"I will always do whatever you want, my Ann."

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Auror


"I know exactly what Ann is doing. She has seen and felt the bitterness of the desperation and fear that consumes me and how worried I am about the safety of our baby. The only thing that pulls me out of those thoughts and removes my fears is when we are mating; after all, my body burns for hers."
"Being seated in my lap, fully open to me, makes it incredibly easy to bury myself inside her. Always naked, seeking contact with my body, it's an instinct of our species seeking protection."
"She holds my face with both hands, pulling me into a kiss. The smell of her arousal fills my nostrils, intensifying my desires. My member is hard and lubricated, but I need her body to prepare first. So, I carefully slide through her wet folds, and Ann begins to rub against me."
"With our minds linked, the intensity of what we feel is much more powerful. Her moans make my body tremble, vibrating in the same intensity as her need. Her tongue is warm, and the kiss is something I loved learning. Everything my Ann needs is important to me."
"‘So hot,’ she says, continuing her back-and-forth movements. Her sliding over me drives me insane, and it’s impossible not to grunt."
"‘Does it feel good this way?’ Even though I know it does, I enjoy hearing her say it."
"‘It’s always delicious, Auror. I’m so close, so close to reaching my pleasure...’ I know she longs for me to keep talking, so I continue letting her know that I’m just as close as she is."
"I want to bathe you with my pleasure, see it flow hot between us, see your breasts washed with it."
"What else, what else do you long for?"
"Your moans, your melodious moans that make my nodes swell and shoot long streams from me."
"Her movements become even stronger, pressing my member with eagerness. Then I hear her cry of release, driving me wild, and I roar, shooting jets after jets of my seed between us."
The heat from my pleasure that wets us makes my Ann continue moaning, seeking more. I know it’s remnants of the heat, and I will always give my companion whatever she desires.
“Inside me, Auror, I want to feel you pulsating.”
“Tell me how you long for it, give me the order, Ann, show me.”
Then I see how she desires it and turn her to face away from my chest. Ann positions her legs over my thighs, fully open. My member pulses against her, making Ann moan loudly as the electricity of our desires courses through our bodies. As she indicated, with one arm she supports her breasts, resting my hand on one of her breasts, and with the other hand, she holds her waist. Ann moans as she feels the throbbing of my member in her open, wet entrance. Her hands soon guide me inside her, and I feel the sliding, howling with pleasure. In the position she’s in, I penetrate up to the first knot, and she moves, showing me how we will proceed. I thrust from below, and Ann moves back and forth. It’s the first time we do it this way, and the madness is so intense that I yearn to press her against my body, something I don’t do but desire intensely.
“This way, keep entering and exiting me, keep growling in my ear. I feel your desire to squeeze me.”
“I won’t hurt you, keep gyrating like that, keep screaming with pleasure, my Ann. It’s so erotic and perverted, exactly as in your memory.”
We say no more, only surrendering to pleasure. Ann is a goddess, and I would worship her for all eternity. The intensity is so great that Ann’s screams overshadow my deep, powerful roars and growls. She is noticeably yearning for pleasure, for release, so I do something I usually delay to avoid hurting her. When we’re on the edge again, I release my fangs and bite her shoulder, it’s like a trigger that makes us explode in an intense orgasm. Ann’s hands pull at my fur, and the scream she releases makes my nodes lock. Even with just one of them buried in Ann, the sensation remains the same.
Knowing what we will feel, she continues to gyrate two more times, and the shocks of us being locked together make me pulse, releasing two more long jets inside her.
Waiting for us to be freed, I simply close my eyes, as does Ann, and we savor the pleasure reverberating through us, amplified by our connection.
“I’ll wash us and take you to our bed.”
“I love you, Auror Vont’in.”
“Never more than I love you, my Ann.”