Imara Diversifies The Beastmen World

Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen: Boundaries of Love

Waking up, I smiled to myself, remembering the beautiful day Gabriel and I had shared. I had let him have me all to himself, and it was perfect. He took care of me splendidly, and I didn't rush a moment of it.

My other mates respectfully stayed out of the way. Gabriel cooked, cleaned, bathed me, and even did my hair. He attended to all my needs, and all I had to do was cuddle him and kiss him a million times.

I even let him morph, snuggling up to him in that form. I gave him boops on the nose, ear rubs, and snout kisses. We spoiled each other rotten, laughing and enjoying every moment.

When I looked down this time, I was clean as a whistle, as always, and wearing my muu-muu. Feeling refreshed, I tried to get up, but my legs gave out, and I instantly hit the floor.

"Ahh!" I yelped in surprise, my arms flailing slightly as I tried to steady myself.

I hit the floor, and within moments, I could hear my men jetting up the stairs.

I burst out laughing, slapping my thigh and clapping my hands with my tongue stuck out.

Horace burst through the door and scooped me up. I groaned in aching pain, still laughing, as the rest of the guys piled in.

"Imara, baby, are you alright?" Horace asked, his face filled with great alarm as he set us on the bed, looking me over.

A chorus of concerned voices echoed around me, asking if I was okay.

I laughed again, but they were not amused. Catching my breath, I raised my hand to calm them. "I'm sorry, my loves, I'm perfectly fine. It's just that yall wore this ass out, that's all!" I burst out laughing once more.

They all looked shocked at first, but then their expressions softened into grins of relief.

"You worried us greatly, and here you are being naughty," Harvey said, pinching my nose playfully. I nipped at his finger, and he let me go, smiling at me like I was his most precious possession.

Horace leaned down and kissed all over my face, a lovely trill emanating from him. Soon, I was swarmed with kisses from all my guys, making me feel delirious with happiness as I gushed and giggled.

When I finally got a good look at them, I saw longing etched on their faces. Horace voiced their collective thoughts, saying, "I missed you..."

Looking at him and my other guys, my heart swelled with affection. I kissed him and said, "I missed you too."

They were just overgrown lovebugs, spoiled and craving attention since I had given it all to Gabriel yesterday and hadn't seen them until now. What a lovely problem to have. We snuggled for a while, and Gabriel lay at the foot of the bed, massaging and playing with my toes.

After our snuggle session, we all sat up, and I started to feel nervous. I wanted to have a big talk with them about what happened during the bonfire, but I worried I might be making a big deal out of nothing, even though I knew it wasn't. Despite feeling a bit stressed and uncomfortable, I decided to say it anyway.

"My love, what's the matter?" Harvey asked gently, wiping my scrunched-up eyebrows and stopping me from pulling at the ends of my hair.

I gave a fleeting smile before saying, "Can you all sit before me?"

With concern on their faces, they all knelt down in front of me. This gesture eased my anxiety and pleased me greatly, even making me feel a bit hot under the collar. Babygurl was clearly affected, too, but I mentally slapped myself, trying to keep my thoughts clean and out of the gutter.

"U-umm," my voice cracked a little as I fiddled with my fingers.

Winston placed his hand on my knee and looked me deeply in the eyes. "You're the female we listen to you, my Queen."