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Firestar X Sandstorm.

Sandstorm padded through the forest lazily, thinking of the new kits Millie had had. She thought of how adorable they were, and realised that she wanted some too. As she walked along she felt something liquid on her fur, it was cum! She was in heat!

She sprinted back to camp. "Squirrelflight!" Brambleclaw exclaimed, "why are you back so early! And with no prey either!"

Sandstorm racked her mind for the perfect excuse, "Birchfall told me that Firestar wants me," she tossed the words out of her mouth as quickly as she could.

"All right then," Brambleclaw mewed, clearly unconvinced. She walked into her mate's den, legs dripping with pre-cum.

"Sandstorm!" Firestar looked at the floor and saw the white liquid pooling at her hind paws. "Do you need me?" He asked, his eyes flashing with pleasure and hunger.

"Oh yes, please!" Sandstorm yowled, but quiet enough so the rest of the clan couldn't hear. Firestar led her out of camp into a remote part of the forest, where even foxes didn't dare come.

"Are you ready?" Firestar asked, Sandstorm nodded her head quickly in agreement. Suddenly, she felt her mate's tongue slide along her already-wet folds, she moaned happily.

"More! More Firestar!" She pushed her core closer to his face, making his tongue go in a little bit, then out. "Yes, Yes!"

"Then beg, Sandstorm," he meowed simply.

"Oh, Firestar, I want your kits! I want to feel your big member inside my core!" She begged her mate. Looking up at him, he saw the pleading in her gaze and mounted her. "Do it! Do it now!" She moaned.

"Anything for you, I can't wait to rip up your insides!" He whispered in her ear, before thrusting his member into Sandstorm's wet, tight, core. His mate screamed, but she loved it all the same.

"Harder, Firestar! Faster! I want to have your kits again!" She moaned, remembering the first time she had done this with the Thunderclan leader, it was so long ago. Suddenly, Firestar hit her G-spot. "Yes! Right there!" Her mate smiled down on her, before ramming into her core again. His massive member raking her walls.

"Sandstorm! I'm going to cum!" Firestar panted.

"Me too!" Sandstorm howled. Suddenly, their juices came squirting out all over the floor, mixing together. Before she knew it, Sandstorm saw Firestar's member hanging tauntingly in front of her.

"Suck!" Firestar commanded, feeling pleasuring vibrations come from his dick. Sandstorm's tongue twirled around the end, trying hard to please her mate. She was wondering how it wasn't choking her, it was so amazingly huge. Firestar squirted his cum into Sandstorm's mouth, she licked it all up greedily. It felt good on her tongue.

After a while, Firestar took his member out of his mate's mouth. "Thank you, for the pleasure," Sandstorm thanked him, Firestar dipped his head, and went off to find the prey Sandstorm didn't catch.

"Push, Sandstorm!" Jayfeather encouraged her, "you're almost done, and doing so well!" The medicine cat praised her. The last kit slid out onto the moss with its littermates. "Well done, five healthy kits."

Firestar padded in, "they've arrived!" He exclaimed happily, and licked them all individually. "What should we name them?" He asked Sandstorm.

"The brown tortoiseshell tom will be called Treekit," she decided, "the blue-gray she-kit will be called Mistkit."

"The light ginger tom can be called Stormkit," Firestar mewed, "and the dark ginger tom will be called Gingerkit."

"And the light gray one will be called Stonekit," they said together.