Chapter 167: Arinya, I’ll help too

“Ari,” Damar called. “It looks like you’re in heat,”

The news hit me like a blow and my eyes shot open.

“What?”

I stumbled back, my hand flying to my mouth in disbelief, even when the evidence was as clear as the crystals in front of me.

’No. Not now. Not here.’

I did think it was about time, and there were subtle signs that I deliberately ignored, but to think it would just come to me like this.

I expected to see something like a period—something manageable, you know. The blood would’ve been a great indicator to help me prepare myself but like this???

This was an Estrus that hit me like a tidal wave, bypassing my brain and going straight for my blood. My thoughts, which had been clear only seconds ago, began to dissolve into a hazy, swirling mess of desire and instinct.

I looked at my husbands and my heart hammered against my ribs. They suddenly seemed appetizing to me.

My mouth salivated and my eyes took in the sight of their masculinity.

But that aside, they were both struggling.

I could see the tension in their muscles, the way their eyes were darkening with a need that mirrored the sudden, agonizing ache growing deep in my belly.

My body felt ripe—ready. It was a biological command I couldn’t argue with no matter how rational I tried to be.

“This…” I nearly stumbled.

The heat was becoming unbearable. I reached for the hem of my bra top, desperate to strip away the fabric that felt like sandpaper against my sensitized skin.

Everything began to tighten around me, like the space itself was closing and I couldn’t breathe.

’Just… Take it off. I’ll take it off, and…’ my brain began sending these commands to the rest of my body and I was about to follow with no complaints when my hazy eyes landed on Dani.

The sight of the small, confused rabbit kit acted like a splash of cold water over my hot body, and I paused mid-motion. I bit my lip so hard I almost ripped through it with my fangs, fighting the urge to let out a moan.

I couldn’t do this—not in front of a child.

“Dani,” I choked out, my words jumbled and thick, my hands trembling against my bra top. I shook my head, trying to find a shred of sanity and keep the little composure I had gained just now. “This place… You have to leave. Now.” I said, my voice barely coming out but he heard them.

“What? Why? Are you feeling sick?” he asked, his voice high and oblivious, concern spreading over his face.

I couldn’t answer. I felt something warm and slick begin to drip down my thighs, and my knees finally gave out. I collapsed, but I didn’t hit the ground; I fell straight into Damar’s arms. His cool skin felt like heaven, and I instinctively buried my face in his neck, breathing in his scent.

I wanted more of this coolness. I felt too hot and didn’t want to think anymore.

Fenric stepped forward, his shadow looming over us. He looked at Dani with eyes that were no longer friendly. They were fierce, glowing with a territorial warning that could have stopped a stampede.

“Tell your father not to let anyone come near this grotto,” Fenric growled, his voice a guttural warning. “If we see any beast lurking around here, they will die. Do you understand?”

It was a threat with so much lethality in his tone that it sent shivers down Dani’s spine. The boy didn’t ask another question; he turned and bolted out of the cave, his little feet pattering frantically against the stone.

The silence that followed was heavy with the sound of three hearts beating as one. I looked up at them, my vision blurring.

The jealous and overconfident wife was gone, replaced by a female tiger who wanted nothing more than to be claimed.

“Help me,” I whispered, and the last of my restraint shattered.

I hooked my arms around Damar’s neck and then pulled him down, crashing my lips on his.

Damar was taken aback, but it was not like he hadn’t expected it.

He kissed back, following my rough rhythm.

I felt so thirsty for his lips, leaning into him more and more and desperately wishing to be quenched of the heavy thirst.

“Arinya, I’ll help too,” Fenric said, and from the corner of my eyes, I saw how he approached with a flushed and excited face, knelt down beside me, and then took off my skirt in a simple, swift motion.

Damar took this as a signal to do whatever he wanted as well, pushing his hand into my bra top and releasing the two bundles of goodness that were blossoming in hiding.

My breasts bounced out and he grabbed one firmly, kneading with his eyes fixed directly on mine as he claimed my lips even deeper and wilder than I had come on to him.

I let out muffled moans, my body jerking and reacting to every touch, every stroke, and every squeeze.

Still, this was far from enough, and my body and brain screamed, ’MORE! I WANT MORE!’

Then, Fenric lifted my legs.

Damar held me in place with one hand while the other stayed focused on my breads and then took a good look at the dripping mess I had become down there.

He watched as my pussy dropped and gaped, anticipating what was to come and his body reverberated in excitement.

He couldn’t stop shuddering at the thought of claiming something so precious… Even if it wasn’t the first time.

It had been a while since we did it, and this made their instincts even more heightened than they should’ve been with the scent of my heat.

“Wife,” he called, his tone shivering and then he pressed his nose on my thigh, sniffing deeply and blushing like a wrecked pervert. “You smell so good,” he said and then licked my thigh.

I did not feel any shame or embarrassment. What I wanted was clear, and no amount of self-awareness could cause me to think otherwise.

“Fenric,” I called, releasing my lips from Damars.

My heart was pounding and my body wouldn’t stop trembling. The pussy juice wouldn’t stop dripping down either.

My body was already ready, so there was no need for useless foreplay.

“Hurry and put it in,” I said, my eyes slithering down to his dick cocking up in his skirt. “Breed me, Fenric.”

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