Being pregnant causes some really interesting cravings to come to the forefront. Lena was wanting more sweets, eating pickles with her peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, drinking a lot of milk and juices and the occasional pineapple pizza. She was also partial to cheesecakes and wafer cookies. Though she paced herself and most of what she ate went to the baby in her belly. The sweet little girl they had decided to name Havu, a name meaning Serpent Maiden.
Striker had also noticed she was getting a bit frisky, a bit more touchy feely at night and anytime they were close. He did some research, being a first time dad... he didn't wanna risk hurting his unborn child. Thankfully as long as they were in good positions, sex while she was pregnant in the first few months would be fine.
So one day after dinner when she decided to get handsy while he did the dishes he told her to wait about five minutes before joining him. She waited and once she walked in she shuddered. "Mercy me... oh fuck..."
"Wanna ride yer stallion?" Striker asked.
"Fffffffuck yes." She said and walked over climbing up in his lap, their tails intertwining immediately. His hands on her hips, pulling her shorts off and tossing them aside.
He leaned in and his voice dropped to a husky whisper, "Now listen here missy, yer gonna ride me proper. Not too rough, and yer gonna put me away nice and wet."
She shuddered all over, oh she loved it when he did that. "Mmmm yes sir." She jolted when he smacked her ass. "Yes Striker!"
"Hnhn, good girl." He licked her neck then tugged his own pants down enough to free his ridged length.
Her hands moved, the left tracing his scars, the right rubbing his length. Her body moving, slit rubbing that tip and making him hiss pleasantly. She grinned and kept up the teasing.
He seethed and licked up her neck. "Mmm you tease.." he uttered and kissed her.
"Mmmm.. I learned from the best." She grinned at him.
Striker rattled his tail and rubbed her hips. "Mmmm don't tease me too much pumpkin."
Lena smirked and slowly lowered herself over him. Hearing that rumble in his chest, her hands moved to rest on it to feel that rumble. "Mmmm.. fuck yes." She relaxed once he was fully in and she nuzzled him.
He nuzzled her in turn and kissed up her neck, running a hand up her side and massaging her breast. Their tails coiled together as he smiled to her. "Easy ride darling."
She nodded and gripped his shoulders, riding him slow and easy. "Mmmm.." she nuzzled into his neck and purred.
He held her close, nipping along her neck and growling faintly. Tail rattling some as he looked to her. "Ah love you."
She purred and arched her back. "Ahhhnnnn... I love you too Striker..." she groaned feeling him deep inside her, throbbing. Her inner walls clenching down around him.
Striker huffed and gripped her hips. "Fuuucckkkk... yessss..." he nipped at her and groaned. "Oh fuck.. so close... don't stop darling."
Lena had never heard him beg like that. She purred and rode him more, going faster and shuddering some as she tensed up.
He growled and kissed her deeply as he thrust up, filling her with that warm, white liquid. Breaking the kiss when they both stopped, he leaned back and held her close.
She purred and cuddled onto him. "Mmmm... thank you love." She smiled.
His tail rattled and he pulled her close, pulling his length out of her and relaxing. "Yer welcome pumpkin, ya feel better?"
"Yes..." she purred and cuddled into him.
They both snuggled on the bed, tails twisting together. "But I also want a pickle."
He snorted and pulled one from the mini-fridge under the nightstand. "Here." She nipped it from his hand and munched while he held her close. Once done with her snack they cuddled in bed and snoozed.

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Lust Meets Wrath
RomanceLena, an imp from Lust, meets the Cowboy Cassanova from Wrath, Striker. Unbeknownst to them, this meeting isn't exactly by chance, it's been orchestrated from the beginning.