Sandstorm slept beside Scourge in his den the moon after Firestar died. Scourge had ripped all nine lives from him in an attempt to win Sandstorm's heart, and unfortunately, it worked. Sandstorm had felt extremely wet that night lying next to Scourge. He was just so attractive and... sexy.
By the time the moon was at its highest peak, Sandstorm's core was soaked. She couldn't sleep in a river like this. She woke up her mate. "Scourge?" she whispered, prodding him in the side with her paw. "I can't sleep."
"Hmm. Do you wanna do something fun?" he purred mischeviously. Sandstorm nodded. He sat up and stared into her eyes for a moment, before leaping up and pinning her to the ground. "What are you doing?!" yowled Sandstorm.
"Shh, quiet down. It hurts a lot, but it will get better, trust me," Scourge purred sexily. Sandstorm just nodded, and Scourge leaned down to lick her core. Sandstorm gasped; she had never done this with Firestar before. Scourge licked her core with his long, rough tongue, making slurping noises while his mate moaned in pleasure. "Talk dirty to me," Scourge whispered to her.
"Oooooooh Scourge, do it! No more licking my core! I want your member in me! I want your kits!" she yowled. Scourge smirked and ordered her to get in the hunting crouch. She obeyed, sticking her butt in the air and wiggling it sexily, making her mate's level of lust rise as high as it could go.
Without warning, Scourge mounted her and shoved his member Sandstorm's core. She wailed in pain as he mercilessly pounded her, shoving himself into her all the way with each thrust, breaking her virginity. Sandstorm splattered her cum everywhere, as Scourge moaned in pleasure with each thrust. All the pain ebbed away as it faded into pleasure, and Sandstorm felt like she would spill her juices all over her mate's den.
After what seemed like a moon, Scourge released his seed into her core, most likely making her pregnant. As if on reflex, Sandstorm climaxed at the same time as him, and after that, the room was completely white with cum. Both cats were panting heavily, purring louder then the loudest monster on the Thunderpath. "Oh Scourge, that was amazing," purred Sandstorm. "Let's do that again."
3 MOONS LATER
"Push Sandstorm, push!" shouted Scourge, pacing back and forth. Sandstorm howled in pain and agony as the last kit came out. He looked exactly like his father. "They're beautiful, Sandstorm. How about Ginger, Stick, and Beetle?" purred Scourge. "They're perfect," Sandstorm meowed.
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