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Book 4

Siha: Rise of Rakhana

Part II

Dawn, and Casnar quietly got up to check on the twins and Ylyssus, saw the other drell sleeping in his chair, and closed the door to get back into bed with Braith, taking advantage of the extra space. Braith sighs as he pulls down her underwear and moves her legs wide, sliding in with a morning hardness he's not willing to waste and feeling frisky, gives it to her fast and hard.

She feels exquisite, her hands wrap his wrists as he slaps in, "…Casnar," she whimpers, stretching her leg along his arm, "…I'm going to come if you keep that…"

"I believe that's the purpose," he thrusts harder, latching to her hips. Her hands lay alongside her head, tangling fingers among her own hair as she tries to move it, "…Come for me," he watches her face darken and her lips perform little gasps, "…That's right…" He starts to orgasm himself when he feels her calves brushing his thighs and moving up over his flexing buttocks.

"Oh…Oh gods, Casnar," she holds her breath.

"Amazing with you," he whispers as his cock twitches. His mouth moves from her lips to her neck, down to her breasts and she sighs as he teases the heavy swollen mounds able to produce breastmilk and having no use since the twins don't need it. "These ever go back down in size will be a shame," Casnar chuckles between her slopes. "You've always had great breasts," he licks her nipple and then lifts her thighs to set her in front of him, laying down behind her to feel her breathing against his chest.

"Nice way to wake," Braith holds onto his hand and tilts her cheek towards him.

"Need to get up soon," he kisses her shoulder blade, "…Meeting today…We've to give them an update on the twins and you."

"Where's my other love?"

"Other room."

"Why?"

He looks at the back of her neck, studying her freckles, "…Maybe he can't sleep."

She rolls over and looks at his emeralds, "…You worried him last night with what you were talking about," she says accusingly, "…you know he doesn't handle that stuff well."

"He asked, I told," he nods in agreement.

She taps his pec with a sharp fingernail, "…I'm heading into the shower. Send him in," she kisses his hand collecting hers, "…and watch the twins..." There is something that passes through his eyes, causing her to not leave…and his hand has not released.

"Braith," he murmurs into knuckles against his upper lip, "…I want you to be vigilant, everyday, with the twins especially," his emerald eyes haven't moved.

"I always am," she kisses his fingers on the other side of her hand.

"I mean it," he draws her tighter, his hands moving to cup her back and shoulder, pulling her against him until her breasts are preventing him from drawing any closer, "…The shards…They're not showing me things like they used to..."

She touches her nose to his chin, "…Casnar," a little morning breath, "…you need to relax. Everything's worked out, hmm?"

"You need to brush your teeth…Braith, they're still out there and you or the twins…We changed a lot," he says about the chance unlikely they believed possible, he and Thane, and now there were two children from her womb and either could be the one destined for the terrible future they foresaw by the Eye of S'syalahe, "…We did what we didn't think would be possible…We caused a divergence…"

Braith chuckles, "…Sorry about the morning breath, human flaw," she blows on him and he turns his face into a grimace, "…or lethal weapon…"

"Gaah," he moves, Braith squirming out of his grips and out of the bed to hop across the floor with her feet running her into the bathroom. "You're not taking me seriously," he calls after her, then stands to go to the door.

Opening the door, he sees Ylyssus looks tiredly over from the chair. "Braith needs her back washed, get a move on," Casnar enters the cotovatre with a robe draped on his form, "…I'll watch the twins."

"Braith is flexible," Ylyssus says and stands into a stretch, "…Why does she want me to crowd her?"

He sees the look Casnar gives him. "You're slow this morning, Ylyssus."

"What—Oh," Ylyssus's jade-tiger eyes widen from their sleepy condition, "…Ooh…"

He turns and heads fleetly into the bedroom, closing the door as Casnar moves to the little arms and legs shifting under their blankets, throats chirruping.