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Chapter Thirty: A New Pride

I awoke to the soft, and now familiar touch of Naya's hand on my hip. Rolling slightly, I opened my legs to give her what she wanted. She lowered her head, sniffed me, then gave a long lick along my hole. I sighed, having come to enjoy her soft pleasuring.

I pulled her dress over her head to see her plump little breasts before wiggling out of my own dress. She laid between my legs, alternating between licking me in long strokes and nibbling on my sensitive nub. Her hands stroked my hips and abdomen as I squeezed and fondled my breasts. It didn't take her long to bring me into a panting, writhing place of ecstasy.

Once she had made me come, she crawled up my body, kissing my skin the entire way up. She suckled on my breasts as I softly stroked and played with hers.

"Let me pleasure you now," I said, nudging at her waist.

She shook her head and met my gaze. "I have begun my time of bleeding."

"Oh..." It took me just a moment to realize what that meant. Her heat had begun just after my own, yet I had not begun to bleed. I gasped and covered my mouth. "Naya, I have not."

"You have not what?" she asked, tilting her head.

"Begun to bleed."

Her eyes widened as she looked down at me. "Zora, that means..."

I grinned and pushed up to grab my dress.

Being absent from the camp, Mhor must have gone to patrol his perimeter. It didn't take me long to pick up his territorial musk and follow it to find him. He had reached the southern border--the place he always added extra strength to his scent. I approached him from behind, smiling as he checked in with the various animals that resided there. Although we hunted many of the animals, they never seemed to fear us. They knew the signals for hunts, patrols, and so forth, and they knew we hunted them for food only. They respected Mhor as their new king and offered him information and news readily.

He bowed his head to the badger and backed away to show respect. As he turned, his gaze caught on me. Beaming, I trotted over.

"I have news," I said.

"It must be important for you to come out during my patrol," he replied, motioning for me to join him.

"Very important." I couldn't contain my excitement and blurted it out. "I have not begun my time of bleeding. I am carrying."

He stopped. Grabbing my arm, he swung to me. "Zora, say it again."

"I'm carrying your cub."

He clasped my face and kissed me. I grabbed him and held him close, my heart so full it felt as if it would explode. I counted quickly and realized I would deliver as the river began receding, meaning my mother could come over to help me.

Mhor broke away and ran his fingers down my neck. "I love you, Zora. This is the best news I have ever received."

I grinned and kissed him again. Never again would I be separated from him.

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As my time to deliver drew close, Naya was allowed to sleep in our hut. If I began to labor, she would be sent to retrieve my mother. Except, Mhor had become aggressive to her sexual advances on me, and had attacked her several times.

"Zora," she whispered from the corner as Mhor slept. "I miss you. Let me see you naked again."

Glancing to Mhor, I silently sat up and removed my dress. She crawled forward, keeping a sharp eye on Mhor in case he awoke. She cupped my enlarged breasts, softly kissed my nipples, then ran her hand over my swollen abdomen.