Ermin’s throat worked as he swallowed, and she felt his reaction before she saw it.
His body had gone rigid against hers, and the arm around her had tightened. But when she glanced down, the evidence was far more obvious.
The hide covering his lap did absolutely nothing to conceal the thick outline straining against the fabric. The shape of him pressed upward, and her mouth went dry at the memory of exactly what that outline felt like inside her.
’Oh. That was easy.’
Tera was already feeling plenty horny herself, especially when her body had been denied for weeks.
The space between her thighs pulsed with a need that had been building since long before this rain.
She reached to grab his cock when Ermin caught her wrist.
"Tera."
The heat in her belly stuttered. "What?"
His jaw was tight, and the strain in his expression told her that stopping her hand was costing him physically. His cock was visibly twitching beneath the hide, the fabric shifting with each pulse, and the grip on her wrist was trembling with restraint.
But his voice was firm.
"You are carrying a cub. You should not exert yourself like this."
Her arousal sank beneath a wave of disappointment so heavy it pressed against her chest.
Not again.
"You and Xavi have been saying that for weeks." Her voice came out quieter than she intended, the playfulness completely gone. "I am not made of glass, Ermin. The baby is fine. I am fine. Having sex while pregnant does not harm the baby, and your seed would even help me get more strength to prepare me for delivery."
"You don’t—"
"I know my own body." She pulled her wrist free, not aggressively, but with a resigned finality that felt worse than anger. "I know what I can handle."
Tera leaned away from him, pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them.
The rejection shouldn’t have stung this much. It wasn’t like she hadn’t been turned down before. Both Xavi and Ermin had been gently but firmly deflecting her advances for weeks now, treating her pregnancy like a fragile condition that required absolute physical abstinence.
But it did sting every single time.
Tera rested her chin on her knees and watched the rain fall beyond their silk canopy. The steady drum of water on the broad leaves above filled the silence between them.
Puff Dumpling snored softly beside her, his round body rising and falling with each tiny breath. His moustache puffs had dried into two lopsided poofs that made him look permanently startled.
At least someone was content.
’Maybe I should just stop trying,’ she thought, and the sadness in that thought surprised her.
Ermin watched her. He partly wished she had put up a bit of a fight, but Tera had just accepted it, and it made him a bit sad.
It wasn’t generally wise to mate with a pregnant female, but Tera had been prying for it as though it wasn’t a problem.
The silk-leaf clothes had gone translucent where the rain had saturated the fabric, clinging to the low dip of her back. His cock throbbed painfully against his thigh.
Why wouldn’t he want his mate? But the cubs...
He wanted to touch her and kiss the rain off her skin, but that would escalate into something else.
Ermin wondered if she was right about mating making her stronger during pregnancy. She was strangely knowledgeable due to whatever massive impact her head had gotten, and she surprisingly knew a lot of things about their bodies, like how that strange movement helped the pregnant females.
Maybe mating during pregnancy was safe if she said it was safe.
Ermin’s eyes dropped to those pouted lips and he wanted to kiss them.
’YAY!’
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