Despite being in the very earliest stages of labor, the need for skin on skin contact had not abated and now, coupled with this initial problem, was her body's longing for seed. As she rolled through the grass carefully, mindful not to harm her pup, she clutched at her breasts and whimpered. "I need it, Ryan," she begged her mate. "Please fill me up. You said once that your seed would help alleviate the pain."
Ryan looked exhausted already despite a mere two hours passing since the start of her labor, but he had the decency to grin down at her. "I only have so much seed in my balls, baby. Can we try to pace ourselves? Plus, you said that the pain is manageable."
Rain sighed, defeated, but continued to flail around in the grass, naked. The sun was just rising and the dew that covered the plush grass felt amazing on her skin, as did the growing warmth of the day. She rolled onto her back, rubbing her toes through the long strands of green and cupping her swollen breasts in her hands.
There was the sound of someone clearing their throat as their Alpha slowly approached, clad in only his basketball shorts and holding his shirt in his hands. He was fresh from a run, a contented and amused smile spread across his handsome face. "How are we doing over here?"
Rain realized then that she was just feet from his private deck, lying on her back, and she groaned in acknowledgement. "The pain isn't so bad, so far. We're managing."
The Alpha nodded and offered up a tired smile. "That's good."
"But she's horny as fuck," Ryan chuckled. Lazing in the grass beside his mate's prone body, clad in only his shorts, he grinned. "She's draining me dry."
Ignoring their banter, Rain continued to allow her fingers to roam across her moistened skin, relishing in the sensations. She was centering herself and developing a rhythm to her breathing, pushing her focus outward to her surroundings instead of honing in on her pain. Though when a particularly deep howl emanated from her throat, forced out by a truly intense contraction, she bowed her spine off the ground.
The Alpha's expression seemed to pale, and Ryan winced. "We have mated easily three times since this began this morning, and I don't feel that there's any truth whatsoever to the idea that my seed helps with her pain."
The Alpha's eyes widened slightly as he tossed his discarded t-shirt onto the deck, then sat down in the grass beside the little she-wolf. "Well, there could be a reason for that."
His brother cocked an eyebrow to this. "And that reason would be?"
Chris worked a slow circle on the back of Rain's hand with his thumb, trying to offer her tender support. "When father explained that our seed would help our mate through the laboring pains, he emphasized that it was something that we could do for the she-wolf that was bearing our pups."
The other man shrugged. "Right."
The Alpha had the decency to bow his head and soften his tone. "She is not bearing your pup, brother."
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White Lightning
Werewolf[Ongoing Serial Novel][Werewolf] [MIW] In our world, for every female pup born there were five very eager and wanton males waiting for her to turn of age. Some packs considered their females to be ripe at sixteen, but my great-grandfather had establ...
