“Mmm, I know,” I grinned. “And you love it. You naughty bitch. Tell me how much you love it.”
“So much!” she moaned and lapped harder. “Thank you, great female.”
She licked and lapped at my pussy with such intensity. I gasped, my eyes rolling back into my head. Chaun reached out with a hand, grasping my hip, steadying me as my head snapped back. I trilled out my song of pleasure, matching the bawdy melody of Chaun’s song.
And came on the werewolf’s mouth.
My orgasm was powerful. Intoxicating. I had never felt the like before. I reamed the tentacle deep into her bowels, the others tendrils squeezing her pillow-soft tits and pulling on her hard nipples. My juices squirted into her mouth.
And she drank them down.
“Yes, yes, you naughty bitch,” I moaned. “Oh, yes. You love that. You’re paying the price for fucking my male!”
“Great female!” she moaned, howled, and then her bowels spasmed about the watery tentacle. I shuddered, feeling her flesh writhe.
“Pater’s cock,” grunted Chaun, snapped out of his song. “Oh, damn, I’m going to cum in her.”
“No,” I hissed. “She doesn’t deserve your cum. I do. I’m your wife. If you’re going to breed someone, breed me. I want to hatch your egg.”
Chaun grinned at me and ripped his cock out. I stumbled back from the werewolf and fell to my knees facing her, our lips inches apart. Chaun moved behind me as the werewolf whimpered and moaned, her silver eyes locked on his bouncing cock.
“All his cum is mine,” I groaned, still bursting with that primal lust. “You’re lucky I even let you have an orgasm.”
“Yes, great female,” she whimpered, still shuddering and cumming.
I leaned forward, kissing her hard on the lips, tasting my sweet pussy juices. I moaned as Chaun rammed his cock into my still spasming pussy. My orgasm was just dying, but feeling my husband’s dick in me sent a resurgence of pleasure through my quivering flesh.
I shivered, my cunt massaging his dick as he plowed into me. His three balls smacked into my clit. He fucked me so hard, grunting, groaning, loving my pussy more than the werewolf bitch. I broke the kiss, moaning out my pleasure.
“Yes, yes, yes, Chaun! Please cum in my pussy. I want all of your seed. All of it!”
“Yes,” he groaned.
I sang out in wordless delight, a complex melody of joy, as his jizz pumped into me. I groaned, my pussy spasming on his dick, pleasure shuddering through me as I milked him. Rapture shot through me. I hoped he quickened my egg. I wanted to hatch his child so badly.
My eyes rolled back into my head as his cum spurted a final time into me.
“Xandra,” he groaned. “My sweet songbird.”
“Yes,” I trilled, shuddering. My eyes fluttered open. I stared at the werewolf. I released her. “Go!”
“Great female?” she whimpered, putting her face down to the floor between her hands, staring up at me.
“Go,” I snarled. Water splashed against the ground beside the werewolf, spraying up detritus. The water elemental swirled and splashed, throwing a punch at her.
She whimpered and then fled into the night.
“Wow, Xandra,” Chaun groaned, pulling his dick out of me. “That was amazing.”
“Xandra isn’t my name any longer,” I told him as he pulled out. “I’m officially an adult. Xandra was my adolescent name.”
“Right,” he panted. “First you were Sky.”
I nodded. “My hatchling name. Then when I began an adolescence and had my vision of my role, learning I should be a shaman. So I became Xandra. And now I can fly. I need a new name.”
“Like what?”
I blinked. “I… I don’t know. It’s my choice. But… I never thought I would have this. I was always so scared of…”
“Flying?” Chaun asked.
I shook my head. “No. Just… just afraid of…” A mirror flashed in my mind. The terror gripped me for a moment. “I…I don’t understand why I was afraid. It just scared me for some reason. It held me back. And then when I saw you taken, and my air totem was ripped from my hands, I realized I had no choice but to fly to find you. I couldn’t be scared of it.” I bit my lip. “Why should I be afraid of it?”
“The heights?”
“Chaun,” I said, rolling my eyes. “You saw where I lived. I would masturbate from the highest point of Black Rock Aerie, my feet dangling over the edge. Heights do not bother me. It was just…”
“Pressure. You felt so much pressure to achieve it that you couldn’t. I bet you were afraid of disappointing your parents and your people.”
Memories of two years ago, everyone watching me as I struggled and tried to overcome my fear, popped through my mind. “Maybe.” And then I laughed and became a songbird. My body shrank as feathers grew. I was a colorful finch, my stomach blue and yellow, my wings bright green. I trilled out my song as I launched to Chaun.
He grinned, holding out a finger for me to perch on. “Will you look at that.”
I trilled to him, but he couldn’t understand me. But I didn’t care. I hopped on his fingers, flapping my wings as I sang to him. He smiled, swaying as he listened to my song. He understood the joyful emotions bursting out of me.
“Aurora,” he said as he stared at me.
I let out a trilling question.
“It’s what they call these sheets of green and blue light that dance across the skies far to the north. They are supposed to be so beautiful but rare. Like you.” His thumb stroked the down of my belly.
I liked that.
“So, how about it, Aurora? Your new name?”
I trilled out a happy song, chirping for joy as he stroked my belly.
“Well, this isn’t what I expected,” a woman said.
I let out a trill of surprise as Chaun turned. I clutched my talons about his fingers to hold my balance. Sophia smirked as she and Angela stepped out of the forest, a ball of pink light hovering by the pair. Angela sheathed her sword, giving Chaun a quizzical look.
“You’re petting a bird by yourself,” Sophia said, shaking her hand. “What are you doing, Chaun?”
“Listening to Aurora sing,” he answered. “Isn’t she beautiful?”
“Aurora?” Sophia frowned, glancing at Angela. “What’s going on?”
I launched myself into the air, flying to Sophia, singing her a greeting. She had a bemused look on her face as I landed on her shoulder. I chirped to her, and she just arched an eyebrow, glancing at Chaun.
“Okay, what is going on?” Sophia asked, her green eyes blinking.
“Where’s Xandra?” Angela asked, bending over to pick up my discarded fire totem. My water totem had merged into my bird form along with anything else I wore or held.
I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to show them. I flapped from Sophia’s shoulder and became my avian form, flowing into legs and arms and long, silky blue hair. I appeared naked, holding the water totem in my hand.
“Slata’s hairy cunt!” Sophia gasped, stumbling back and tripping over a log, landing on her backside.
Chaun laughed while Angela let go of her sword hilt, relaxing.
“I can turn into a bird!” I grinned. “I did it! I’m an adult for real. I have my true name now! Aurora! Isn’t it beautiful? Chaun named me.”
Sophia frowned. “Well, then you’re not the nameless shaman any longer. Huh? Does that mess up the prophecy?”
I frowned while Angela shrugged. “She was nameless when she joined. And it is a beautiful name, Xandra. I mean, Aurora.”