Elm cocked his head, listening along with me.
“Kehl already Tree brother. Mate our Pru,” Cy said simply.
Kehl let out a happy rumble.
“Kehl’s horns big. Bigger than even Elm’s,” Cy told him.
“Our Purr-roo likes horneds,” Kehl rumbled out happily.
“Cy bet she love Kehl’s horns,” Cy grudgingly muttered.
“No be jell-lus. Cy has big horns too,” Kehl assured him.
“Think so?” Cy rumbled out quietly.
“Jes,” Kehl said simply.
Cy let out a relieved grunt.
Elm, smiling at the whole thing, didn’t say a word. “Know what means?” Elm’s eyebrows shot up.
“Cy needs a good horn rubbin’,” I whisperingly joked back, making Elm laugh. Wrapping my arms around him, I squeezed him to me tight. Elm groaned as our joined bodies continued to twitch in the aftermath of our pleasure. Reaching out, I brushed my fingertips over one of Elm’s horns experimentally. His body’s reaction was instant. Elm’s kneesnearly buckled and he growled, then groaned as he caught himself and me along with him.
“Note to self. Only horn rub in a lay down position,” I muttered.
Grabbing a handful of my ass, Elm walked me over to the bed.
“We go help Sunny with hut!” Kehl called out.
“Why we- Aww. Cy wants time with my Pru too!” my loudest and proudest mate groaned out dramatically.
“Cy have time,” Kehl assured him.
“When?” Cy hissed out.
“Soon,” Kehl said simply.
“Fine,” Cy muttered.
“Kehl share, Kehl time,” Kehl murmured.
Elm eyed me curiously when I shivered, gooseflesh cropping up at the very idea, and my channel clenched around Elm’s length still buried deep inside of me. “Elm share my Pru with Kehl too,” he told me, if only just to see the blush steal over my face.
Grinning, he brushed a finger down my furry cheek. “My Pru so beautiful,” he purred.
“Yeah? You like me all growling and furry?” I growled out.
His cock jerked in response and his fur started to stand up on end. I kept this up until the growl he suddenly let loose matched mine perfectly.
He was going slow, and I liked that, but not right now. Grabbing a fistful of fur, I growled into his neck, nipping at it playfully.
Elm snarled in response, his pupils slowly eclipsing his irises, and I knew I had him then.
By the time Kehl and Cy returned to the hut, Elm had tuckered himself out taking me every way the male could imagine. Not that I would point it out, but Lepyr males hadthighs of steel. Being taken from behind was quickly becoming a fast favorite with a male that could jack hammer into me from behind so fast and hard I forgot my name.
When Kehl opened the door and stepped into our hut sweet hut, he grinned, spying Elm passed out, sprawled out on his stomach, one huge mitt on my belly, his head resting on my breasts.
Walking over, Kehl grabbed a blanket to drape it over Elm’s backside, then popped back out to call Cy in.
