Page 83 of Warped

Traven and I sit reverently on the floor of the nursery and watch as our perfect little mate feeds our child with the milk of her body. It’s such a simple thing, but at the same time it’s miraculous to me. As miraculous as anything I’ve ever encountered in the depths of the Warp.

A little over a cycle ago, I went into a dark and dirty club to meet a woman. I ended up meeting an angel instead. She’s the best thing that ever happened to me.

I know Traven feels the exact same way.

Binx hums softly to our baby as she nurses. After she’s finished, she hands the little one over to me to burp her. Apparently, I have the magic touch. After a few minutes of patting, our micro human is fully satisfied and starting to doze. I lay her back into her crib. Then the three of us head back to our own bedroom.

Traven and I let Binx walk ahead of us so we can enjoy the sight of her big hips swaying beneath her silk robe. She picks up on this and decides to give us even more of a show.

As she reaches the bedroom door, she lets the robe slip down her body to the floor.

Damn, she is so sexy.

Her curves have only gotten curvier since her pregnancy. She’s acquired a few tiger stripes as well on her belly and flanks. All of those details only make her that much more desirable in my eyes. Lately we’ve been talking about making another baby. Atthe moment, the sight of Binx’s barenaked booty is making me think that’s a fucking brilliant idea.

My dick is equally enthusiastic about it.

Binx slips through the bedroom door and disappears into the darkness beyond. Traven and I pause for a moment to give each other a knowing glance. Then we follow after our naughty little mate, with our hard cocks leading the way.

Once we’re in the bedroom, I whisper an order to the computer system that controls our home’s electronics. Following my command, the lights gradually come on, not too bright, just enough to catch a glimpse of the gemstone glinting between the cheeks of Binx’s rump as she climbs onto the bed. Then she turns around to face us on all fours, letting us see her beautiful blue eyes, and the deep purple mark we placed on her cheek one cycle ago when we claimed her.

The look she’s giving us right now isn’t what I would describe as puppy-dog eyes. It’s more like the look of a she-wolf in heat. She glances back and forth between me and Traven as she licks her lips hungrily.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” she asks. “You know nursing always gives me an appetite. Now it’s Mommy’s turn to feed.”

We have trained our little mate well.

Or maybeshe’sthe one who has trainedus. It sure seems that way, because no sooner have the words left Binx’s lips than Traven’s and my pants are on the floor, and we’re both on the bed with her, giving our mate everything she wants.

She is the most incredible woman in the whole universe, and she is ours.

Ours to love, ours to protect, and ours to share forever.

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