Claire wiped the sweat off her brow as she finished securing the last section of fencing around their cattle. She examined the fence’s integrity but couldn’t find any openings. She set her mallet down and sat on the grass. She’d been working since this morning on the fence, feeling exhausted and accomplished.

Her eyes drifted to the evening sky, a mix of blues and orange colors with clouds barely drifting. She lay on her back, feeling the ache of a hard day’s work. She was thankful for the work, letting her shut her mind off for most of the day. During her breaks, she let her mind wander back to the problems she’s facing.

In the grand scheme of things, Toni’s arrival and Samira’s painting aren’t major issues she should worry about. With Toni, they have his grandmother’s influence backing them, but it could also hinder their movements. However, the pros may outweigh the cons. Her Goddess allowed Elizabeth to remove Samira’s painting, thus protecting the villagers of Restol from being labeled heretics.

The other issues do concern her. Samira will be joining them. The Goddess seemed quite happy that she would, too. Then Claire needed to figure out how to purify her magic. While she hoped that all it would take was intimacy with Samira, she knew it couldn’t be that simple. 

Then, there were the Gods. Her Goddess implied they not only fully understood the struggles of men in the current society, but also condone it. It went against the lessons she learned about the entire pantheon. What kind of being would allow for such treatment? What God would allow boys to be ripped from their families and raped by their captors?

Over the course of one conversation, Claire saw them in an entirely different light. Bennos, the head of the pantheon, especially. She was supposed to be the Goddess of everyone, from farmer to queen. Yet She allowed this.

At least hitting something had helped her vent some of that anger. She inspected the mallet beside her, seeing that the head was far more worn than it was this morning. Another testament to her growth as a warrior. 

She wanted to see her lovers. 

She looked towards the sun, which hadn’t yet touched the horizon. She begrudgingly got up, shaking off the aches of her muscles, and walked back home. She could feel the sweat dripping down her body as she thought about a bath.

Jane was waiting for her by the barn. 

“Thank you, Claire.” She said with a tired smile. “That would have taken me three days to do myself.”

“Anything for you, Ma,” Claire mumbled. She stretched her shoulders as Jane opened the house door for her. “Honestly… I needed the distraction.””

Jane nodded and watched her enter the house. She hid the amazement behind her tired expression, finally letting it overwhelm her. Her daughter was incredible. Jane had held back from saying anything, but the force of her swings spooked the cattle.

“Gods, what the hell happened in those two months?” She whispered to herself. She watched her daughter groggily climb up the stairs before her wife poked her head out of the kitchen.

“Did she go up already?” Eve asked with a warm smile as the scent of her cooking hit Jane’s nose. 

She nodded and walked towards her. “Mhmm, just missed her.”

Eve bit her lip. “Does she not realize her own strength? Could hear her from here.”

“Probably not,” Jane mumbled. She leaned in and kissed Eve on the forehead.

“Ahh!” Eve yelped as she grabbed a towel. She offered it to Jane and shook her head. “Too fucking sweaty, darling.”

“Sorry,” Jane giggled. She loved how fussy Eve could be about these kinds of things. It was a part of her charm. “Let’s be grateful she hasn’t broken anything yet.”

“Maybe, but I fear getting a hug from her now,” Eve said with a chuckle. 

“Almost my entire life as a farmer, and she can already break from my grip,” Jane said as she walked towards their bedroom. Her pride was a bit hurt since strength was one of her higher stats, but all she could do was smile. “Used to pride myself on my farmer strength…”

Eve rolled her eyes. She remembered Jane from before they were married. Always wrestling with other gals or challenging them to competition. She returned to their dinner, filled with joy to be cooking for three again.

Claire lay in the bath as she stared at the ceiling. She didn’t want to leave the warm water, but her stomach was growling at her. She could smell her mom’s cooking even from the bathroom, making her mouth water. 

She regretfully emerged from the bath. She felt her cock harden as she did. It wanted her attention after being ignored for nearly a day. The sight of her own breasts was enough to excite it. She sighed while contemplating whether or not to relieve it.

She chose to ignore it and dry off. It’d be far better with her lovers. She had to ignore the thought of painting their faces with her seed as she dressed. The outline of her cock was too noticeable if she wasn’t careful in pants, so she was forced into wearing a skirt. Something she never really did.

Her mothers picked up on it immediately, the two exchanging a glance. They guessed she had plans to be with her party later, but said nothing. Claire joined them at the table as she was finally able to eat. 

Dinner went by quickly with Claire savoring every morsel of her mother’s home-cooked meal. She was hungry enough for seconds, scarfing down the meat and potatoes she was handed. Once she was full, she sat back and let out a long sigh.

She silenced a burp before speaking. “I missed your food, Mom. Rations and stew are nothing compared to this.”

Eve chuckled at her before picking Claire’s plate up. “I wanted leftovers, but you had other plans.”

Claire exhaled slowly, letting the food settle. She didn’t really hear her mother as she was too focused on the taste still lingering in her mouth. Her mom knew how to make bland foods taste incredible with a mix of herbs and spices. The meat and potatoes were cooked to perfection and flavored the way Claire loved.

“One of the perks of marrying her,” Jane said with a small smile. She glanced at her wife, who shook her head. “Along with the many others.”

Claire took a deep breath and relaxed for a moment. Now that her stomach was filled, she remembered what else her body craved. That need wasn’t going anywhere.

She glanced over at Eve, who was busy with the dishes. Before Claire realized it, her eyes began to wander. She caught herself ogling her mother’s hips before snapping out of it. She glanced at Jane, hoping she hadn’t seen. But her other mother was busy admiring her wife. Claire let out a relieved exhale before glancing at her lap.

It wasn’t showing, but she could feel it pressed between her thighs. The words of her Goddess echoed in her mind about her parents. However, a major part of her was still hesitant. She didn’t know if she was ready for that.

“Stop staring,” Eve said in an annoyed voice. A cold shiver went down Claire’s spine when she thought her mom caught her. Eve glanced back at Jane, who she knew was watching her.

Claire let out the breath she didn’t know she was holding.

“Never,” Jane chuckled. Her eyes never moved despite Eve’s protests. “Should have learned that by now.”

“You’re lucky you’re pretty,” Eve mumbled. She set the plate down and walked over to Jane. She glanced at her daughter, who caught the hint.

“Welp, I’ve got to go check on the boys and my party,” Claire said hastily. Eve was still mad about her growing lovers, and she didn’t want to press her luck. She adjusted her cock to be unnoticed as she got up to leave. 

“Tell them we said hi,” Jane said, trying to hold her smile back.

“Yup, I’ll let them know you got to bed early,” Claire said as she headed for the door. She felt her cock throb against her panties at the thoughts that were racing through her mind. She guessed her mothers had gotten used to her absence and their newfound space. The thought of what they were about to get up to scared Claire.

Not because she knew what was going to happen, but because of how it affected her. She could feel her chest burn with lust and her cock throb with need. A wet streak of arousal dripped down her inner thigh as she hastily grabbed her shoes.

She needed to be with her lovers soon, or else she might do something stupid.

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