Lust Meets Wrath

Loving Bliss

After the wedding party had broken up, Striker drove them home. Once there he picked her up bridal style and took her inside.

Lena blushed brightly, tail wagging some.  "You romantic snake." She purred as he laid her on the bed. 

"Ah know  normally couples consumate their marriage with a wild night... but... Ah just enjoy being with you." Striker smiled and crawled in next to her, kissing her cheek, a hand on her belly. He rubbed it gently and felt a kick. "Besides, it's more important to me that you are happy."

She purred and  looked up at him. "I love you Striker."

"Ah love you Lena." He smiled and kissed her deeply. 

She moaned and held the kiss, tail wagging. Arms around him. 

He broke the kiss and wagged his tail. "How about we get outta these clothes though and wear something more comfortable love?"

She nodded and moved to stand, he stopped her and grinned. She blushed some. "Striker..."

The snake smiled and gently started undressing her slowly, teasing with his touch, his breath and occasionally his tongue. 

Lena blushed and helped him. Then started pulling his tuxedo off slowly. Teasing with her claws over his scars, making the snake rumble. 

"Mmmm... ya know that gets me going pumpkin." He shuddered and leaned down kissing her neck. 

"Mmmm... Striker..." she giggled.

"Ah know.. nothing too much, but Ah can't help but tease some love. The flannels?"

Lena purred and nodded some. "Please love."

Striker stood and got out their matching red and black plaid flannel pajamas. He walked over to her and kissed her neck then down to her belly. Pulling her pants on her, his tail wagged as he kissed along her belly. "Ah love you both so much, more than anything."

Lena blushed and ran a hand through his short hair, purring softly. "I love you and her and I know she'll love you."

He grinned and pulled over a lavender belly oil just for pregnant women. He rubbed it on her belly and she purred. "Ya like that darling?" He was being extra gentle because he knew the dangers. 

"Mmm yes, it's really calming." she smiled and used her tail to tug his pants on him, he grinned at her. "She's always more calm after you rub that stuff in, I think she likes it."

"Yeah?" He lay beside her and nuzzled her belly, he felt what he thought was a hand on his snoot. "Yes baby girl it's daddy's snoot." He chuckled. 

"Hehe, she loves you already." Lena smiled and ran her hand through his hair. "Can I have my shirt hun? It's cold."

He snorted a laugh and helped her with her shirt, she in turn helped him get his on. 

"Better?" He asked.

"Yes." She said and relaxed laying on her side. He curled up behind her, pulling the blanket over them. One hand above her belly the other on it. He whispered a simple "Ah love you." Before they both slipped off to sleep. 

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Striker woke first and used the bathroom, shaking his hands a little to dry them more as he headed to the kitchen. Starting a pot for tea and cooking up some eggs and bacon then starting toast. His tail wagging as hummed a tune. Marriage had been a big step for him, probably for her too. Having a kid..  getting involved... he smiled some. "Fuck that stupid woman she can kill her own husband." He grinned some. He was finally happy. 

Lena yawned and got up to use the bathroom, she could feel Havu moving about inside her. But she was calm for now. No serious kicking yet to indicate she was awake. 

If it came down to it, Striker would off Stella. She wants her man dead she can nut up and do it herself. He wagged his tail finishing up the plates and pouring some juice for each of them. 

Lena smiled and sat down sipping on the apple juice. "Mmmm... thanks hun." 

"Of course pumpkin." Striker smiled some and settled down both of them eating quietly.

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Later Striker noticed something off about Ametrine. She was eating more and side stepping when anyone tried to brush her. He lifted a brow and gently rubbed her stomach. "Lena hun, c'mere."

Lena blinked and walked over then placed a hand on the mare's belly. She blinked again and smiled. "Striker, she's gonna be a mom too."

"Ah thought so. She'll carry longer than you, but hey our little girl will have her own horse." Striker grinned.

"Yeah." She smiled and Ametrine nickered. "Yer gonna be a good mom too Ametrine."

Striker nodded some. "No doubt."