Chapter 89: Her mind always went blank
Kulu positioned the head of his cock to her entrance, used his fingers to spread the pussy lips and eased himself in. No, it wasn’t that easy, and it was hard given his size but he took it slowly until just enough was inside to let him thrust.
Hana let out gasps of pleasure as he thrusted, his rhythm matching the steady beat of his wings above their heads.
Hana’s mind went blank. She realized it the moment she started spacing them out and giving them orders to go slowly and gently, or fast, and when she felt good. She could not think properly and gave herself away to the pleasure. It was only when it was done did her calculating mind turn back on.
Now, too, she was so blank she could only think about how his cock was scraping against her walls and hitting the spot that made her knees tremble.
She held onto his broad shoulders, letting herself sink deeper and deeper into the raw, intense pleasure of his touch, enjoying the absolute friction of his cock as he knocked against her occupied womb.
The cool water splashed around them was a stark contrast to the intense, radiating heat of their bodies as Kulu moved with a relentless, devoted focus, completely consuming her senses until the exhaustion of the day was entirely replaced by a deep, shattering fulfillment.
"I’m cumming," she gasped, her head thrashing back. He ground his cock inside her and then resumed thrusting, making sure to keep hitting the spot that would bring her to her climax and then it came.
Her fingers dug into his shoulders, her body spasmed and her walls clamped around his cock.
Kulu grunted, feeling ten times good and grew closer to his own climax, thrusting and choking her out of her own orgasm until his seeds splattered inside her.
His grip on her hips tightened and his body shook violently. It felt so good. It always felt so good doing it with Hana. He wanted more, but he could not be disobedient.
By the time they finally eased back onto the soft sand of the shore, the night was dead silent.
Hana lay against his chest, her breathing shallow as Kulu wrapped his massive crimson wings around both of them like a warm, protective cocoon, shielding her from the midnight air.
A familiar chime echoed gently and a blue screen flickered to like in Hana’s peripheral vision.
> [QUEST COMPLETED: THE BOND’S NURTURE]
> Objective: Individual session with Mate: Kulu.
> Reward: +15,000 Karmic Points
> Current Balance: -887,880
Hana stared at these numbers and closed her eyes, a small, genuine smirk appearing on her lips.
The past was handled, her perimeter was secure, and tomorrow, the construction of her new world would officially begin.
"Kulu, take my back," she whispered, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "I’m hungry."
Kulu smiled down at her, his amber eyes softened with that deep, quiet tenderness that always returned the moment his primal instincts subsided.
He carefully unfolded his crimson wings, letting the cool night air brush against their skin just enough to remind them of the world outside their little pocket of warmth.
"Of course, Hana," he murmured, his voice steady but thick with affection.
He didn’t rush her. Instead, he reached for her basket of essentials, gently using the towel to wipe away the traces of the water and the sticky aftermath of their session from in-between her legs and thighs.
His fingers were incredibly light as they brushed over the clear curve of her stomach, his gaze lingering on the expanding bump for a brief moment with a look of pure, protective reverence.
Once she was clean, Kulu carefully helped her slide the white dress back over her head, letting the soft yet mighty untainted fabric fall around her frame.
He didn’t bother putting her tactical harness or her boots back on. Instead, he unceremoniously tucked the harness and her boots into the bathing basket alongside her essentials, leaving her feet bare and comfortable.
Scooping her up into his arms, Kulu held her securely against his chest with one arm while gripping the basket in his other hand.
With a sudden, powerful snap of his crimson wings, they rose above the misty lake and shot back up toward the high ledge of the main den.
The moment they touched down, the savory, rich scent of roasted meat hit Hana’s nostrils.
Kulu carried her straight into the cave, setting her down gently onto her bed.
It was blindingly obvious to everyone in the room exactly what they had been up to—Hana’s slightly flushed skin, and the scent radiating around her spoke volumes.
But as Kulu quietly stepped back to set the basket down, neither Caspian nor Raiden said a single word of complaint. They couldn’t. They had both had their turns, and under Hana’s strict management, the schedule was the schedule.
Instead, Raiden practically floated over, his pink tails swishing proudly as he presented a wooden platter.
"You must be starving, love! Look at this—I managed to hunt down a nice, fat mountain squirrel and roasted it perfectly over the coals."
The meat was tender and rich, and Hana didn’t hesitate to pull it apart. Like before even knowing the small game wouldn’t do anything to satisfy the massive appetites of the three beastmen, she shared pieces of it with them as they crowded around her.
Caspian took his portion with a deeply satisfied huff, his earlier pouting completely forgotten the moment she fed him, while Raiden preened under her silent approval.
Kulu accepted his portion with a bow, the satisfaction in his amber eyes doing more than enough to make him appear smug to the other two.
As she chewed, Hana’s mind was already drifting back to logistics. The squirrel was a good snack, but it wasn’t a sustainable meal plan.
She was entirely too busy with the incoming construction to be playing chef every single day.
Now that the kitchen had been set up, she didn’t want to just start cooking another proper meal herself; she needed to give them cooking lessons, especially Raiden. He would be less busy than the rest of them.
If she taught him the basics, he could make her the exact meals she wanted while she was entirely focused on the infrastructure.
But to do that, they needed more ingredients. She was thinking about how to get tubers. If she sent Raiden out tomorrow, the fox would probably know exactly what she was talking about—he knew the terrain better than anyone.
They needed to forage for wild potatoes, root vegetables, and whatever local spices they could find in the valley to stock the new pantry for their future lessons.
She was thankful that they were all fast learners, so if she showed them a couple more times, not just Raiden, but all of them would be capable of giving her a proper meal whenever she asked for it.
