Selkie & Kelpie Lovers (complete)

    You’ve made a life for yourself at the lakehouse. Initially, it had been a place of escape for you. But now, it was home. You had made a life for yourself, and even better, you had healed. You were also loved and treasured by two amazing creatures.

    Tavish and Aulay had been nothing more than pests to you in the beginning. They fought and bickered, and you had tried to keep them out of your life. Somehow they snuck in, and you never wanted to let them go.

    Tavish was a Kelpie, and despite all the horror stories surrounding them, he was nothing more than grumpy. Aulay was a Selkie, and with his vain tendencies, he had a big heart. Both of them loved you and loved one another. It was a happy little setup. Winters have come and gone, and now your third winter with them was approaching. 

    You had heard some of the old folks talking, saying that this year was going to be one hell of a winter. Although you thought, they said that every year, and every year the winters all felt the same. Cold, snowy, a blizzard at the end of January, and that was it.  You weren’t going to be too picky about it, after all having Tavish and Aulay around made the longer winters bearable.

    During the days, the two of them went out and did what they needed to do. Tavish needed the water, so he swam to keep himself hydrated. Aulay still had family in the area so he would visit them during the days. The two would eventually come back, begging for your attention and affection. To be honest, you wanted theirs as well.

    The fire is warm and cozy, and as you relax beside it, the sliding glass door opens wide, letting in snow and ice with the harsh winds.

    “Tavish!” You snap as you sit up on the sofa. “Hurry up and close the door!”

    “Sorry,” he skitters inside, hitting his head on the doorframe. “Sorry.” He stands there, tall and gangly as snow settles on his cold skin. His long hair covers his face and as he slinks inside. He’s so tall and angular, but the way he moves, it’s like he’s still underwater. 

    You stand up from the sofa, grabbing a towel from the bathroom and you go to him, rubbing him down, so he dries. He’s a Kelpie so he never completely dries. The entire time you’ve known him, his hair has never once been dry.

    “Thanks,” he says, touching your cheek and brushing your hair back.

    “It’s really coming down out there,” you sigh. You glance out the door, seeing barely anything but the white of the snow. 

    “Another storm I’d say,” Tavish murmurs. “It’s a good thing you went shopping when you did, or you’d have to eat Aulay.”

    I frown up at him. “Look who's talking,” you playfully pop his arm. 

    Tavish chuckles, his long fingers brushing down your side. “You sound jealous when you say that. You know you’re my favorite snack, love.” He dips down to kiss you when the door opens again.

    Aulay comes in, shaking snow from himself and letting his coat slip down his bare shoulders. “It is really coming down out there!”

    Tavish growls under his breath. “We were just saying.”

    “I’ll go get you a towel,” You say, dashing off to the bathroom again. You return, wrapping a towel around Aulay. Unlike Tavush, it usually didn’t take long for Aulay to dry. He was also warm and soft and he somehow always smelled so good. Tavish had the lingering scent of water on him, not that it was terrible, it just depended on out the lake smelled.

    “Thanks,” Aulay sighs.

    Tavish tugs you back, giving you the kiss that Aulay interrupted. You pet his cheek, gently brushing aside his hair. “Welcome home,” you murmur. “Did you both have a good outing?”

    Tavish turns you around where you meet Aulay’s kiss next. “Very much so,” Aulay replies. He then points to Tavish. “Although this one here was eager to get back. He rushed me until he left me.”

    Tavish huffs, his hair flapping. “You kept slowing down.”

    “Because I couldn’t see!” Aulay barks at him. “It’s coming down out there like a thick sheet.” His warm hand sneaks under your shirt. “Trust me, I was just as eager to get home as you were.”

    You sidestep them. Swerving out of friendly fire and going down the hall. “Well, if you two are done with the daily bicker, I’d like to go get laundry done just in case the power does decide to go out.”

    You collect dirty laundry from the bathroom and bedroom. One good thing about Tavish was that he never wore clothes, so he rarely ever made laundry. Aulay had a ‘fashion sense’ and liked to wear comfortable pajamas around the house. Yet somehow he made more laundry than you did. 

    You collect the sheets off the bed and head to the laundry room. You separate things and load up the first wash. As you’re cleaning out the lint trap, you hear a loud thud from the kitchen.

    “What was that?” You ask, leaning out the door.

    “Tavish tripped,” Aulay sighs.

    You walk out into the living room as Tavish lifts himself from the ground. “I got dizzy all of a sudden.” His voice sounds strange. It sound slighter and breathier. 

    “Are you ok?” You ask, walking out towards him.

    Tavish turns towards you, and his eyes are glowing bright. He tilts his head back, exposing his long next. “I feel, strange,” he whispers.

    You glance over to Aulay, narrowing your eyes. “Did you hit him or something?”

    Aulay’s eyes flash open, and he gasps. “No!” He scoffs. “I would never do such a thing.” He places his hand on his chest. “Why would I ever do such a thing?”

    You glance back to Tavish who is standing up but seems a little off. “Well then,” you grumble and wave your hand to Tavish. “What’s wrong with him?”

    Tavish sighs and swallows. “I’m ok,” he says, his regular voice returning. “Just had a dizzy spell or something.” He shakes his head and narrows his eyes. “I’m fine. I’m fine.”

    You glance back to Aulay and walk towards Tavish. “Maybe you should lay down,” you guide him to the sofa. “Just relax a bit, ok?”

    “Yeah, yeah,” he says. “Sure.” He lays back and takes another deep breath. 

    Aulay walks with you back to the laundry room. “Something is weird,” he murmurs. “I smelled something, just after he fell.”

    “Like what?” You look at him, meeting his worried gaze.

    Aulay frowns a bit. “I’m not too sure,” he keeps his voice low. “But I have a feeling out little Tavish may be reaching his sexual peak.”

    You snort and cover your mouth, trying to keep from laughing. “Ok, what?”

    Aulay frowns at you. “Hush,” he hisses. “Kelpie’s mature in different stages,” he tells you. “Tavish has been around for a long time, but he’s still considered young for a Kelpie. He’s reached a certain level of sexual maturity, but he has yet to completely mature.”

    Aulay’s expression is serious, so you take in what he says. “So what’s full maturity then?”

    He looks at you, pouting slightly and his brows are pinched together. “He’s been able to raise the mast and put it work, as we both know,” he sighs. “But, so to speak, he’s not been able to let the crew off board.”

    You stare at him and shake your head slowly. “Aulay, speak like a normal damn person. I have no idea what the heck that means at all!”

    “His juice has no pulp,” Aulay adds.

    “No,” you shake your head.

    Aulay grimaces. “His seed does not bear fruit.”

    You glare at him. “So you’re saying, up until now, his cum has been basically just lube for you?” 

    Aulay’s grimace deepens. “Ok well,” he scoffs. “You don’t gotta put it like that.”

    “Yous aid he couldn’t let the crew off deck, I think we’re both losers here.” You close the dryer and turn back to Aulay. “So basically, Tavish is going to go into heat?”

    Aulay huffs. “Probably,” he replies. “He’ll go into heat, and he won’t stop until he’s let every viral drop out.”

    You swat Aulay’s butt. “I hope you’re ready for that.”

    Aulay swats you back. “I hope you are too!” He huffs. “He’s going to be more interested in pumping you full than me.” He then smirks. “Then again, that should be a fairly good show.”

    You sniff and step away from him, walking back out towards the living room. “Once you see him all in heat and in need you’re going to be on him in an instant.”

    Aulay follows behind you, and as you walk into the living room, you see Tavish slumped in the sofa. He’s breathing hard, and his cock is in his fist. He’s moaning and gasping, stroking himself.

    “Oh,” Aulay gasps behind you.

    You sigh, and your shoulders droop. “That came on fast.”

    Tavish snarls, pushing himself off the sofa and towering over you. “I feel hot,” he growls. “I can’t stop touching myself.” He reaches down, stroking his cock again.

    Aulay fidgets behind you, and you can tell he’s getting hard too. “What do we do?”

    You look up at Tavish. “Go lay down on the bed,” you tell him. “I just put clean sheets on it so it’ll be nice and comfy.”

    “I don’t wants sheets,” Tavish snarls.

    “Babe, I know,” you say, holding up both hands. “But maybe relaxing will help you out and get you chilled out.”

    Tavish smirks, licking his chops. “What about you?”

    You glance back at Aulay then up to Tavish again. “What about me?” You swallow down the nervous lump in your throat.

    “Are you going to come in and help me relax?” Tavish pants. He’s still stroking himself, and you have to admit, seeing him on such display like that was a bit of turn on.

    You bite your lip and nod. “Give me a moment,” you tell him. “I’ll come in and do all I can for you, ok?”

    Tavish whimpers and his breath catches. “I really need you,” he says. “I...I wouldn’t ask if it didn’t feel so...painful.”

    Your heart aches. “I’m sorry,” you whisper. “It hurts?”

    Tavish nods. “It’s different this time,” he moans. “The need it...it only grows and I can’t-” he gasps softly, and a river of precum starts to dribble from the tip.

    You look back at Aulay and then take Tavish by the hand. “Come on, let’s go.”

    The three of you go into the bedroom. Tavish climbs up onto the bed, laying down. You manage to brush his hand away from his cock, and you take it into your fist. You pump slowly, licking the tip as it continues to dribble precum.

    Tavish whimpers and moans, fidgeting in the bed as if uncomfortable. 

    Aulay joins you, his black tongue lapping at Tavish’s shaft as you suck his tip. Tavish props up on his elbows, looking down at the two of you. Tavish’s lashes flutter, and he licks his lips. Aulay sits up, kissing Tavish hungrily. Their moans sound good in your ears, and you’ve come to a point of arousal that needs tending to.

    You trade places with Aulay, kissing Tavish as his hands roam your body. You strip off your clothes, and Tavish grabs you. He kisses you in desperation, throwing you down onto the bed and grabbing your ankles.

    “Tavish, wait-” you gasp.

    Tavish rubs himself on your cunt, snarling and moaning. You mewl softly, reaching out for Aulay. Aulay stills Tavish, making him go gently. Aulay guides Tavish, watching as his cock impales you.

    You gasp, and your mouth hangs open. Somehow, Tavish feels bigger than before, he also feels warm inside you. 

    “Easy now, easy,” Aulay whispers to Tavish. His fingers rubbing your clit. “Just because you need it doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy her.” Aulay kisses Tavish’s chest and neck, moaning softly to him. 

“Don’t you feel how amazing she is?” Aulay looks into your eyes. “Isn’t she warm and wet? And she’s all for you.”

Tavish snarls, frustrated Aulay won’t let him move the way he wants. “Yes,” he grunts. Tavish looks down at you. “She’s so good.”

You mewl and fidget letting him go a bit deeper. You gasp, Aulay’s warm fingers are somewhat magic. Already, you feel the bliss roll over you, and you arch back on the bed. Grunting and moaning, squeezing tight around Tavish’s cock.

Tavish snarls, pushing Aulay back and driving himself deep inside you. He pushes you down, holding your legs back as he thrusts his thick cock inside. You gasp and shudder, only able to be along for his wild ride.

Aulay scrambles back onto the bed, trying to coax Tavish to be calm with kisses and bites. It only drives Tavish to go harder. 

“Babe,” Aulay moans. “What about me?”

Tavish slows, panting and grunting. He looks at Aulay, his nostrils flared and eyes wide. “What do you want?” He murmurs.

Aulay bites his lip and chuckles. “Same thing as you.”

Tavish lets you go, and your legs fall down. Your thighs are trembling, and Tavish continues to move inside you. You sigh, lounging back as Tavish slows. He then lays over top of you as Aulay moves behind him.

“What’s going on?” You murmur.

Tavish kisses you, moaning softly. He jerks suddenly, groaning as Aulay enters him. Tavish chuckles softly. “I didn’t want to leave you, so I’m letting him play.”

You gasp softly, Tavish has never let Aulay top him before. You wrap your arms around his neck, smiling up at him. “How does it feel?”

Tavish moans suddenly, and his body trembles as Aulay starts to move. “Strange but...oh fuck-” he throbs inside you, Aulay’s own movements making him thrust inside you. “He feels good.”

You giggle, kissing him and sighing. “You feel good,” you moan. “Are you going to cum in me?”

Tavish grunts, hissing as he tries to restrains himself. “Have I earned it?”

You chuckle, hitching a leg around his waist. “It’s a special day, I think you’ve earned it.”

Aulay moans and sigh above Tavish. “How is it?” He asks.

“You’re doing great,” you moan out.

Tavish starts to move his hips, pushing into you then thrusting back into Aulay. You kiss him, moaning as the motions become deeper and harder. You can hear Aulay and his pleasured voice as he sings out.

Soon, Tavish throws his head back, snarling and grunting. He thrusts and jerks until he’s throbbing inside you. He whimpers and hisses as he now potent seed stuffs you full. You shudder, twitching slightly as the heat of his seed fills you and overtakes you. You moan and grip the sheets, writhing as you peak again.

Aulay howls, bucking a few times before he stills. After a few silent moments, the three of you are all limp and sated on the bed. You’re a chorus of heavy breathing and sighs. You stretch, and you body bops. 

Tavish lays his arm over you huffing as he turns his head. “You ok?” He asks.

You smile at him. “I’m not the one who went into a sudden and very painful heat,” you reply. “Are you ok?”

“Not sure,” he murmurs. “I still feel a little strange but-” he smirks. “I guess I’m pretty good, considering.”

Aulay curls up to your back. “I never thought you’d ever let me do that,” he says to Tavish.

“I was desperate,” Tavish growls. “I didn’t want to leave her unattended, nor did I think I could pull out of her,” he chuckles. “I didn’t hate it as much as I thought I would.”

You giggle, kissing his neck. “You seemed to enjoy it quite a bit.”

“Don’t get used to it,” Tavish pouts. “I don’t want you getting spoiled.”

“Oh, we’re way past that!” Aulay laughs.

You snuggle back down between them, feeling Tavish’s still very warm cum inside you. You fidget, not really wanting it to spill out.

“I just changed these sheets,” you snicker.

Tavish pulls you into his arms, kissing you and sighing softly. “Don’t worry, I’ll do the next load.” He then smirks wickedly. “In several ways.”

“Hey now, let her be,” Aulay grunts. “You did a number on her just now.”

Tavish leans over, kissing Aulay and biting his lip. “Maybe next time I should just use you. Would you prefer that?”

Aulay huffs, hiding his face in your hair. 

“That’s what I thought,” Tavish lays back down and sighs. “I can feel it build again,” he murmurs. “But I feel so tired.”

“Coffee?” You suggest.

Tavish bites your cheek “Very funny.”

The three of you soon fall asleep. When you wake up, you slip off the bed, putting on a robe. The power is out, so you turn on the emergency generator long enough to make a pot of coffee.

You feel sore below, but it’s a good feeling. You have a feeling that when Tavish wakes up, his newfound potency will wake with him. You go to the sliding glass door, looking out at the sea of white before you.

“Power’s out?” Tavish murmurs as he comes up behind you.

You nod. “I’ll need you to go get firewood soon.”

Tavish takes your cup of coffee from your hand and sips it. “Fine,” he grunts.

“How do you feel?” You turn around, looking up at him.

“Better,” he murmurs. “Maybe it was just that once.”

You frown, and he laughs. “Just kidding love,” he presses you against the glass. “I woke up with an appetite.”

“What about Aulay?” You mewl as he kisses your neck.

Tavish chuckles. “He’s still asleep, I didn’t have the heart to wake him.”

“That’s not the wood the lady asked you to fetch,” Aulay snarls from behind.

Tavish turns and grins. “Just in time to join us,” he holds his hand out. “Before we have to go into the cold, why not get warm first?”

Aulay huffs and takes his hand. “Why not indeed?”