The Sky Pirates Part Three (complete)

The winds have been odd, buffeting about in a state of confusion. First one way, then the next, then curving around as if trying to see all sides. It feels very much like me, ever since I left Alecto and joined Cyrus aboard his ship the Apollo. I have felt lost and confused, but Cyrus remains my beacon, and when I begin to feel this way, I turn to him.

We have traveled to Reptilia, to the capital city of Kob Sinn. Cyrus was an orphan taken in by my mothers when he was young, but he remembers Kob Sinn. Now, Cyrus feels called to return to his homeland, and despite the confusion of the wind, it is as though it guided us here from the start.

Kob Sinn is as colorful as the Rakshasa Capital, but where the streets there are the color of golden sand, the streets here are a gray-green. Kob Sinn has mines in the ocean, where they excavate a stone that collects the heat from the sun and releases it when it is cold. 

Cyrus seems content here, as if the call of the wild has left him. He’s always said his favorite place to be was on the boards of the Apollo, and yet, in Kob Sinn, there is a calm to him that I rarely get to see.

“What are you eating now?” he laughs behind me.

I have found myself in another noodle shack, and am eating thick barley noodles in an even thicker sauce. “It smelled so good here.”

Cyrus grins, showing off his golden teeth. “This is your third bowl today, and we still haven’t gotten all our supplies in order.”

I look up at him guiltily. “I never got to eat anything with my mothers. They always said the food on land was never so good, but it is so good!”

Cyrus chuckles, leaning over my shoulder and stealing a bite from my bowl. Then he grimaces a bit. “How are you eating things so spicy?”

“I like how it makes my nose run,” I laugh.

Cyrus kisses my cheek. “Hurry up and finish eating. We’ve still got to go to the lumber yard and cut a deal with the orchard. You’re my haggler. I need you.”

I give him a nod. “I’m almost done. Just wait for me at the candle shop.”

I quickly finish my food and a cup of tea, leaving the noodle stand satisfied. I’ve been eating a lot more lately. Then again, we are traveling a lot to make new connections and business partnerships, and I am able to try foods beyond what was allowed by my mothers.

As I walk towards the candle shop to meet with Cyrus, I see a man standing by himself, wearing an ornamental white-and-red coat. He has golden scales, but I swear his face looks exactly like Cyrus’.

I started to enter the candle shop when the golden-scaled lizardman grabs my shoulder. I grimace up at him and rip his hand away. “Excuse me,” I snarl at him.

He clicks his tongue. “Be careful, young lady. I wouldn’t go in there just yet if I were you.”

I continue to scowl at him. “I said ‘excuse me’ once, and I won’t say it again.”

He smirks devilishly, looking even more like Cyrus. “Were I not already married, I’d be head over heels for you. But I am merely warning you. I would hate for such a lovely thing to get hurt.”

I take a step towards him, reaching for the blade concealed in my belt. “What’s going on?”

He tilts his head. “Wait a second,” he whispers. “You’re a Fury.”

I’m ready to strike when someone comes flying through the window of the candle shop. Cyrus leaps out after them, bearing down on them and striking them in the jaw.

I grab my blade, but the golden lizardfolk catches my wrist. We struggle for a moment, and my dagger goes skidding across the stones. I try to hit him, but he catches my fist. I spread my wings, and the look that crosses his face is priceless. I flap them, taking off into the air, and the propulsion of it knocks him on his ass. I land on top of him, but someone knocks me aside.

“Bray, what the fuck are you doing?” a woman shouts.

“I told you to stay back on the ship!” Bray roars at her.

“Because you’re being stupid again?” The woman stands over him, glaring down at him. Her long black hair catches the sunlight, shining like onyx.

Cyrus drops the man he threw before Bray and this woman. “Someone better explain to me what the fuck is happening, or I will kill you.”

The woman steps forward. “Go ahead, kill him.” She sweeps her hand towards Bray as he rises. “No skin off my back.”

“Oh, and how are you going to explain that to the crew?” Bray demands. “Not to mention my son.”

“Oh, he’s your son now?” the woman scoffs. “This morning he was my son when his diaper was full.”

Bray jabs his finger at her. “I changed him five times yesterday!”

I whistle loudly, causing them to end their bickering and turn towards us. “What the fuck is going on?”

Bray smirks. “So the Fury is your protector, eh?” He stands tall, placing his hand on the woman’s shoulder. “Lucky you. No wonder you took to the sky.”

Cyrus frowns. “I don’t have time to be dealing with such nonsense. Who are you and why are you trying to attack me?”

Bray chuckles. “I’ve been looking for you for a long time. You took to the skies through, so I had no clue where you would end up. It was lucky we ended up in the same port together.”

The woman elbows him in the side. “Get to the point. This is Bray, former pirate lord, and I’m Ayako.” She points at Cyrus. “You two are brothers.” She then looks back at Bray. “See? Easy.”

Bray scoffs before he gives up and sighs. “Yes, my wonderful wife is correct.”

Cyrus shakes his head slowly. “No, that can’t be right. You must have me mistaken with someone else.”

“Considering you’re with a Fury, I highly doubt it,” Bray grumbles. He crosses his arms over his chest. “Seeing as Furies kidnapped you when you were little.”

I gasp softly. “My moms.” I turn to Cyrus. “But… you said you were an orphan.”

Cyrus looks conflicted and angry. “I… thought I was. Your mothers, they told me-” He looks back to Bray. “How do you know for a fact that I am your brother? What proof do you have?”

Bray motions towards Cyrus’s head. “The pattern of scales on your head - it’s the same as our mother’s, same as mine. Your tail is crooked at the tip because I stepped on it as a toddler.” He stands stiff. “I’m fairly certain it is you.”

“But why would I be kidnapped?” Cyrus scoffs. “There’s no reason the Furies would take me like that.”

“They hated our parents, our parents hated them. Simple logic, really. They took you to spite them.” Bray has a slight smirk on his lips. “Our parents were pirates on the seas and ran afoul of the Furies ages ago. They’d been battling over territory for ages, and finally the Furies snapped. They took you to prove a point.” He shrugs. “To be honest, I thought you were dead.”

Cyrus stands still, almost in shock. I place my hand in his and squeeze. “Say something,” I whisper. 

“I can’t,” he whispers back.

I glare at Bray. “Then why the hell did you attack him? Why not just go up and talk to him?”

Bray raises his left hand. “We’re both left-handed. I just wanted to make sure.”

Ayako grunts and throws her head back. “I pray to the gods our son is smarter than you.”

“When we get home, my love, I’m going to plant another baby in you,” he says with a grin. “I liked you better pregnant. You were at least docile.”

“You can’t handle me docile,” she grins.

Bray shivers and leans closer to her. “I’m getting hard, my love. Stop this foreplay in front of family.”

I take Cyrus’s dagger from his boot. “I’m going to stab them.”

Cyrus stops me, then steps closer to Bray and stares him down. “Am I younger or older?” he asks.

Bray turns from Ayako and glares back at Cyrus. “You’re the baby, which is why it was so easy for the Furies to grab you. You had those fat little toddler legs.”

“Is my real name Cyrus?” he asks.

“Mother named you Chakrii after her father. I can see the Furies took that from you as well.” Bray’s eyes soften. “Does any of this ring a bell?”

“I’m trying to remember,” Cyrus shakes his head. “But it’s like water hitting a dam. Nothing is reaching me.”

Bray huffs, then takes something from an inside pocket of his jacket - a small stuffed doll with a warming stone in its belly. “This was yours.”

Cyrus takes the doll into his hand. It is the size of one of his fingers. The warming stone glistens, rubbed smooth by time. “Taddy,” Cyrus mutters. “I… how do I…”

“Furies have a way about them.” Bray glances over at me. “A way of twisting things.” He turns back to Cyrus. “I wouldn’t be surprised that they did that to you. Then again, being so young, it probably didn’t take much for you to forget.”

“This can’t be possible,” Cyrus breathes. He squeezes the doll in his hand. “I thought I was-”

My stomach gurgles, and I suddenly feel violently ill. “Uh-oh.” I turn quickly before the spicy noodles come back on me.

“Theai!” Cyrus rushes to my side, rubbing my back as I heave into the gutter.

Bray hums. “So, you and the Fury?” He tilts his head. “How did you manage that?”

I cough, and Cyrus wipes my mouth. “She’s my partner,” he growls. “My everything, so you don’t need to say a word on it.”

Ayako comes towards me, handing me a bowl of water. “Have you been feeling ill?” she asks.

I take the sieve from her hands. “I’ve been getting nauseous lately, but it’s just because we’ve been on land for so long. I’m using to being higher.” I take long gulps of water, feeling better as it cools me.

“Hmm,” Ayako stands back up. “We have a doctor specifically for our female crew members,” she says. “You should come visit them while the boys talk.”

“We have a doctor too,” I grunt as I stand back up.

“And I am sure they are wonderful,” Ayako replies. “But I insist you see ours.”

Cyrus takes me from her. “Why should we trust you?”

“We’re family,” Bray says with a smirk. “Besides, there is no reason for me to attack you. I don’t need to kidnap you for any reason, nor do I need anything you have. On my honor.”

Cyrus grimaces at him. “I don’t know you well enough to trust your honor, or your word,” he snarls at him.

“Then trust mine,” Ayako says. “Perhaps you’ll have the common sense for that.”

Cyrus sighs. “Fine, but only if Theai agrees.”

“It might be for the best,” I huff. “I’m starting to feel hot.”

Cyrus holds me tighter. “Why didn’t you tell me you were feeling sick?” he fusses.

“I didn’t want you to worry. And like I said, I thought it was land sickness. I didn’t know.” I pout up at him. “Maybe I’m just off-balance or something.”

Cyrus huffs. “You have been eating a lot of spicy foods lately. Maybe you’ve just upset something.” He huffs, then nods. “Fine. I’ll talk with Bray, and you see their doctor.”

We follow Ayako and Bray to their ship. Once on board, Ayako takes me belowdecks, where we meet with their special doctor. 

While we wait for the doctor, I sit alone with Ayako in the small quarters. She’s very lovely. I can see how a face like hers would charm Bray.

“So, uhm-” I start unsurely. “How did you and Bray meet?”

Ayako smirks and lets out a laugh. “We’re were marooned together. His pirate ship attacked my father’s personal ship during a storm. Bray and I washed up on an island together.”

“Oh,” I gasp. “So, uhm… is he nice?”

Ayako starts to cackle. She hugs her ribs and looks at me with a grin. “Yeah,” she clears her throat. “Sometimes.”

I fidget uncomfortably. “Do you like him?” 

“I love him,” Ayako sighs dreamily. “I know how we come off, bickering all the time.” She turns and smirks at me. “But I like that about him.”

“Huh,” I glance aside. “A little weird.”

“A lot, actually,” she chuckles.

The doctor comes in, and she asks me quite a few questions before performing some tests. She takes a blood sample, then has me and Ayako leave.

“Is everything okay?” I ask.

Ayako nods. “No worries, this is her process for things. When I was pregnant she did the exact same things to make sure.”

I feel the wind knocked from my lungs. “What do you mean?”

“Well,” she murmurs. “It’s kind of obvious you’re pregnant, right?”

I open my mouth to talk when there is a loud crash on deck. Ayako and I scurry out to see Bray and Cyrus half-naked, clearly in the middle of a fight. Bray is picking himself up from the crate he collapsed onto, and Cyrus is readying himself for another strike.

Sitting in the corner is a baby playing on a blanket.

“Oh, no you haven’t!” Ayako screams. She shoves Bray back to the deck and picks up the baby. “You monstrous idiot!”

“He was fine!” Bray scoffs. “I made sure of that, and I was watching him the whole time. I swear, Ayako.”

“Oh, please,” Ayako growls. “You just wanted to show off! You weren’t watching him at all. How the hell could you with your head in your ass?”

Bray rolls his head and starts to turn back towards Cyrus. “Well, you’re here now, so let me finish this. I’m winning.”

“Oh, sure!” Cyrus laughs loudly. “I just had you on your ass.”

“Had the womenfolk not shown up I would have had you on yours!” Bray roars at him.

“Both of you need your asses worn out,” Ayako grumbles. Then she turns to me. “You care to see this at all?”

I look at her, then silently move towards Cyrus. “Is this really the way you intend to talk?” I ask him. “Have you two even discussed anything?”

“I need to work this out,” Cyrus huffs. “Let me deal with this, knock him around, and then we can talk.” He then gets a look in his eyes. “Are you okay? What did the doctor say was wrong?”

I think back to what Ayako said and screw my mouth into a tight line. “Not sure,” I grumble. “She had to do a test to make sure of something, so I don’t have an answer yet.”

“It’ll be okay.” Cyrus kisses my forehead. “Just some land sickness, like you said.” He smiles at me. “Go sit down somewhere cool. I’ll be done here really fast.”

I huff. “You sure?”

Cyrus winks at me. “I’ll win it for you.”

“Didn’t ask, but okay.” I follow Ayako, who takes me to the quarters she shares with Bray. She sets Hinata down on the floor, taking out toys to play with him.

Hinata has the same sunny gold scales as his father. His tail is a small stub, and his belly is still fleshy and velvety. He crawls around, stumbling when he tries to walk.

“You okay?” Ayako asks.

“A little shocked,” I sigh. “Today has been… a lot.”

Ayako smiles. “I bet.” She pats the floor beside her. As I sit down Hinata crawls up into my lap. “I’m sorry,” she then sighs. “I know all of this is so sudden, and Bray doesn’t know how to make a great entrance.”

Hinata is making small sounds as he plays with the buttons on my coat. His big eyes look up at me and he breaks into a toothless grin.

I smile back at him and rub the top of his head. “I’ve known Cyrus almost all my life. The story has always been he joined the crew when he was little, along with the other orphans.” I pick up Hinata, who giggles happily. “He was okay not knowing. As long as he had the crew around him, it was family enough.” 

Hinata reaches out, pulling my hair and then grabbing at my face.

“Be nice.” Ayako takes him and sets him back on the blanket. 

“Is Bray it?” I look at her, searching her face for an answer. “Or does he have even more family out there?”

Ayako nods. “His parents are still alive.” She waves her hand to the window. “After Demir started rising to power, they decided to hide on their island. They didn’t want to deal with Demir’s machinations.”

“Did they give up looking for Cyrus?” I whisper.

Ayako shakes her head. “Much like Bray, they tried to keep track of where the Furies were, but since they kept to the sky, there was no way of knowing. But they never stopped hoping that Chakrii - I mean, Cyrus - was still alive.”

I glance down at Hinata, who is chewing on a doll similar to the one Bray gave to Cyrus. It’s soft and floppy, with one of the Lizardfolk warming stones in the center. Hinata is chewing on the warming stone. Perhaps he’s teething. He drools all over it and makes gurgling sounds.

“Someone is hungry.” Ayako picks up Hinata and cradles him. She pulls down her blouse and her breast falls right into Hinata’s mouth. His tiny hands start kneading at her, burbling dreamily as he nurses.

I watch him for a moment, then look at Ayako’s tranquil expression. “Does that hurt?” I feel dumb asking, but I honestly have no clue.

“Sometimes,” Ayako answers.” She huffs. “Always. I get chapped and achy. If I don’t feed him it hurts more.” She smiles down at Hinata. “He’s a chip off his father’s block, that’s for sure, but I wouldn’t change a damn thing. I know he’ll grow up one day and all this will be behind me. But for now, I can handle it.”

Hinata is starting to doze off. Sometimes his eyes close, and then he’ll pop back awake to hungrily guzzle before he drifts off to sleep again. Once he’s out for good, Ayako takes him to his crib and tucks him in. She adjusts her top, placing her breast back inside.

“They say motherhood comes naturally,” she scoffs. “But I had a massive learning curve. It took me what felt like forever to get that motherly feeling. The first few weeks, I thought for sure I had been handed someone else’s baby.” She sits back down beside me. “I literally felt nothing.”

I look into her dark eyes. “What changed?”

“Surprisingly, it was my dumbass husband.” She rolls her eyes. “I woke up one night to see him tending to Hinata. He was singing, giggling, rocking him as he paced the room. Something about seeing him throw my baby up into the air and then catching him awoke that love in me.”

I can’t help but gawk. “He threw the newborn?” 

“He still thinks it’s funny,” Ayako scoffs.

I whistle and lean back onto the wall. “Yikes.”

“And Hinata eats it up! He loves being in the air.” She bangs the back of her head against the wall and chuckles. “I shouldn’t complain. If you are pregnant, your kid will probably have wings.”

The idea hadn’t occurred to me. “Oh no,” I groan. “I was flying before I was walking. My mothers had to keep netting over my bed!”

Ayako sputters as she tries to keep herself from cackling. “I really shouldn’t complain.” She starts laughing out loud, but quickly quiets herself down. “So sorry,” she giggles.

I close my eyes. “I’m still sticking with the idea that I’m land-sick.”

There’s a knock on the door, and Ayako swings it open and warns the person on the other side to be quiet. “You done now?” she hisses at Bray.

“Is Hinata asleep?” Bray looks over her shoulder towards the crib. “Aww, does that mean I missed feeding time?”

Ayako rolls her eyes. “So, did you get it all out of your system? Did you roughhouse enough, or did you just come to look at my tit?”

“I always want that,” Bray says with a smirk. “But I also came to fetch you and Theai. So yes, for now the rough housing is over.” He glances back towards me. “So if you want to come and join us, you can.”

“I’ll stay with Hinata,” Ayako says. “You can go ahead. I’ll join later.” She steps aside as I join Bray in the hall.

“Is Cyrus okay?” I look him over, noticing he’s a bit worse for wear.

Bray cracks his shoulder. “He put the hurt on me alright, but I think I gave it back to him just as good.”

“Doesn’t answer my question, but sure.” I follow Bray, who leads me back towards the deck.

Outside I see Cyrus sitting down, drinking from a heavy metal goblet. He grins as I approach, and I see one of his eyes is swollen shut.

“Oh come on,” I huff. “Did you two really need to go to these lengths?” I check his eye, making sure there is no bleeding or any sort of dangerous injury. 

“Easy there, love, easy,” Cyrus grabs my wrist. “I had fun! Quit worrying.”

“Fun?” I glower. “This was fun to you?” 

“I roughhouse all the time, quit acting.” He kisses me, then sits me down in his lap. “Bray and I have been talking, but I wanted you here. You’re family too, so I want you to hear everything.” He runs his big hand up and down my back.

Bray chuckles, plopping down on a seat and stretching his arm out. “I was just telling your boy there about how I met Ayako.”

I shrug. “You were robbing her dad’s ship, got caught in a storm, and fucked on an island. Yeah, she told me everything.”

“I was telling the romantic version!” Bray growls. “How I protected her and saved her life. How despite our differences, we came together, and fucked like the world was going to end!” He laughs, then sighs. “She’s my angel.”

“We grew up together,” Cyrus replies. “Her mothers were the captains of two airships, and they gave me one of their small ships when I was old enough to run it. I had always been in love with Theai. She was so beautiful, so smart, that I wanted to become someone worthy of serving her one day.” He looks me in the eye and smiles. “Then one day, I thought I lost her. Her mothers put her in an arranged marriage, so I stole her away for myself.”

I smirk back at him and tuck my chin down shyly. 

“Just like our dad,” Bray chuckles. “He stole our mom too, you know?” He sighs dreamily and leans back. “Our mother was royal, ya know?”

Cyrus and I both give him a disbelieving look. “You’re full of shit,” Cyrus laughs.

“Hardly,” Bray smirks. “You see, our mother was the first wife of King Niran. She was a Kobold princess who was given in an arranged marriage.” He points at his head. “Which explains the pattern on our heads,” he laughs.

“Well,” Bray continues. “Our father was Niran;s littlest brother, who had also been living a double life. He was supposed to be traveling and going to all these schools and shit, but instead he used his wealth to buy a ship and build a new life for himself. But he was home for the wedding between Niran and Ma, you see. For the two of them, it was love at first sight.” He claps his hand over his chest.

“They met in secret constantly. Stealing kisses, hiding away where they could just be with one another. Then, one day, Niran caught them red-handed.” He clutches his fist into a tight ball. “He was angry! His own brother betraying him in such a way! They fought horribly, but Ma stepped in and declared her love to Dad. So Niran gave them an option - disappear from his sight forever, or die as lovers.”

Cryus is clutching my hand tight as he listens to this story.

“So they ran away to become pirates that very night, and I was born not too long after,” Bray laughs triumphantly. “Oh, and you too, I guess.”

Cyrus sighs. “So we aren’t royal. We’re just disowned.”

“It doesn’t really matter, in my opinion,” Bray huffs with a shrug. “What matters is that we can be a family again.”

“They’re still alive?” Cyrus whispers.

Bray throws his hands up. “Of course they are. Why wouldn’t they be?” he laughs. “They’ve retired because of that annoying centaur.”

“Can we see them?” Cyrus gasps.

Bray nods. “Well, duh. I was hoping. They have no clue I’ve found you, so it would be a surprise.” 

Cyrus turns to me and grasps my hand tight. “This is okay, right? I know we had plans, but we can do this, can’t we?”

I smile at him, touching his face and nodding. There are tears in his good eye, and the expression on his face melts my heart utterly and completely. “Of course we can. How could I say no?”

Cyrus clutches me tight in both arms. “Thank you! This means too much to me.”

“Oh, hey, Doc,” Bray says as the doctor comes towards us. “What have you got for me?”

“From the looks of it, I should have brought an ice pack,” she scoffs. “But I simply have news for Theai here.”

Every hair on my body stands on end, and even my wings bristle. “Sure. What is it?”

Cyrus eyes me, sensing my hesitation. 

“The tests I performed came back negative,” she says softly. 

My stomach drops with disappointment. “Oh. That’s good,  suppose,” I fidget in Cyrus’s lap. “Thank you.”

“You may just have an extreme case of land sickness like you said, coupled with all the extra food you’ve been eating. I would simply stick to some fresher foods and lay off anything spicy for a bit.”

“What was the test?” Cyrus asks.

“Pregnancy,” I grumble. “Ayako thought I might be pregnant.”

“Why the hell isn’t she?” Cyrus snaps at the doctor. 

“The doctor arches her brows at him. “You might want to ask your dick that, because it certainly isn’t any of my business.”

Cyrus snorts, trying to hold back his laughter as the doctor walks away. 

We make plans to follow Bray to his parent’s island. From there, we finished getting supplies and packed up the airship. We’re far too busy to discuss anything, but one evening after take-off, I find Cyrus sitting in our chambers, looking at the doll that was his as a baby.

“What are you thinking?” I sit down beside him and kiss his bare shoulder.

“When the doc told you that you weren’t pregnant, what did you feel?” Cyrus asks. “Were you relieved? Happy?”

I press more kisses down his arm. “I was disappointed.”

“You were?” Cyrus turns to face me and cups my cheeks in his palms. “No lying now, okay? We’ve always said we would let things happen on the wind, but I have so wanted a baby.”

I kiss his thumb as it strokes across my lips. “You met Hinata, right?” I murmur. “You saw how cute he was, how sweet.”

Cyrus presses his thumb into my mouth, then pushes it against my tongue. “Yeah. But I’m much better-looking than Bray, you know? And while Ayako is lovely, you’re so much cuter. I bet our baby would be twice as adorable and sweet as Hinata.”

I suck on his thumb, then look up at him and sigh as he removes his finger. “I think you’re right.”

Cyrus grins, pushing me down onto our bed. “So, I have your permission then?” I can feel his bulge through his pants as he grinds against my leg.

“Permission for what?” I giggle.

Cyrus snarls as he kicks away his pants. His cock springs out and lays against my thigh. His sharp teeth drag across the skin of my neck until he breathes into my ear. “I’m going to fuck you until you’re pregnant.”

I giggle shakily. “You think you got it in you?”

Cyrus opens my legs and runs his hands up them. “What a stupid question.” He looks down at my slit and rubs his fingers against it. “Look at you, already getting wet.”

I bite my bottom lip, squirming as his fingers push between my labia. He breathes, stroking himself with one hand while fingering me with the other.

“That’s my girl,” he breathes. A low rumble comes from his throat. “Yes. Like that. I love how you squeeze so desperately around my fingers.” He pulls them out, then lays them on his tongue, licking them clean. 

I open up my shirt for him, exposing all of my skin. Cyrus smirks and leans down, his tongue darting over my breasts. As he moans it travels across my skin, making me let out a soft cry. I drag my hand down his back, feeling his scales and ridges until I touch the base of his tail.

Cyrus chuckles, lifting his head from my breast. “I’ll have to share these soon.” He smirks up at me. “But I don’t mind at all.” He kisses me, and his hands push against the back of my thighs.

His cock slides against me, growing slick from my own nectar. He grinds against me, poking, pressing, sliding. I snarl in frustration, simply wanting him inside me.

“Oh my,” Cyrus chuckles. He presses his thumb back on my tongue. “So scary. You aren’t getting impatient, are you?”

I bite his thumb as a warning. 

Cyrus sucks in a sharp breath through his teeth. “Easy now.” His tip has pushed into my mound. “I wasn’t going to keep you waiting much longer.” A buck of his hips, and he’s inside me.

I whine against his thumb, arching my back in hopes of making him go deeper.

Cyrus watches me, his dark eyes fixed on my expression as he pulls out and eases back in. I bite his thumb again and give him the most pitiful look at I can.

“Don’t worry,” he breathes. “I’m just enjoying looking at you.” He thrusts his hips, going deeper inside me. “You’re squeezing me so tight, you must really want me to come for you.” He starts driving into me, breathing deep with each plunge.

I suck his thumb, moaning against it and crying out when he hits that sweet spot. My toes curl and clench, and my thighs begin to tremble. 

“You’re begging me, aren’t you?” Cyrus pants. “I can feel it.” He drives deeper, grinding himself all the way inside. “You’ll get every drop of me. I promise.”

I kiss him as his tongue moves away from my mouth. He uses both hands to anchor himself, making sure his cock doesn’t leave me. He remains deep, thrusting there until I feel the air start to crackle. I lose my breath for a moment as I sink deeper into the bed. My wings stretch along the blankets, and my legs trap Cyrus where he is.

Cyrus snarls and bucks, and his jaw goes slack. He lets out a deep, guttural sound that’s primal and weak at the same time. Inside, his cock is throbbing, releasing, spilling his seed. For a moment he is still, breathing hard until he pulls back. He places a pillow against my lower back and he cups his hand around my mound. 

“Not a single drp is to be wasted,” he growls. 

“Okay,” I moan, exhausted and still shivering from my afterglow.

I’m not sure how many times we make love while traveling to Cyrus’ parents’ island, but I’m sure it’s more than enough to have a baby. We just have to be patient, for we do have a new family that is coming into our lives. We shouldn’t feel this greedy. We just want something that is our own - although we are excited to meet Cyrus’ parents.

The baby will happen sooner rather than later, though. We won’t have to wait long at all.