With a deep sigh escaping her lips, Fiona looked at Orion and said, “I never planned to have a partner, considering I couldn’t find a man who would appreciate me beyond my protruding buttocks and value my smaller breasts,” cupping her left breast with her right hand. She continued, “But when the opportunity arose, I told myself that I would bear as many children as possible. The labour of pregnancy didn’t matter; having a family of my own was my ultimate goal.”
She chuckled, “That’s why I took it upon myself to mentor this year’s awakening ceremony students, hoping to find some potential men who would be willing to barter with me for their semen.”
She then locked her gaze on Orion and uttered the unexpected question, “If it’s alright with you, can I be the one to propose?”.
Orion was taken aback by her aggressive request, but as he looked into Fiona’s eyes, filled with expectations, he thought, ‘Why the hell!….. But, why not give it a try?’ With a smile, he nodded, gladly accepting her proposal. “Of course, go ahead,” he replied.
Fiona felt a lump in her throat, which she quickly swallowed before mustering the courage to move. Leaning in closer to Orion, her hands firmly planted on the floor, she asked, her voice filled with an obvious sense of feminine susceptibility, “Orion, will you be my partner?” Her eyes flickered with anticipation as she anxiously bit down on her lips, awaiting his response.
Orion’s head nodded once more as he spoke the words, “Yes, I will be your partner.”
Fiona’s breath hitched with desire as she leaned in closer to him, her breath warm against his skin, she closed the gap between them and planted a passionate kiss on his lips. Her eyes remained wide open at first, wanting to fully experience the moment, but then they gently closed as she immersed herself in the sensation, wanting to cherish every second of it.
As they broke apart for a moment to catch their breath, a trail of thick saliva lingered on their lips. Fiona passionately licked her own lips and then Orion’s, savouring the lingering taste before she whispered, her voice filled with longing, “Can you tell me something?” pulling her face slightly back.
“Like what?” Orion asked with a playful smirk, trying to catch his breath, while at the same time, his mind was preoccupied with the possibility of someone watching them.
warm semen deep into her wet vagina.
Fiona continued, her voice filled with yearning, “I want you to say something like… He couldn’t decipher exactly what Fiona was thinking or trying to convey, but there was no denying the passion of the moment. It was amazing to witness this side of her, a side he had never seen before.
Even during their first encounter, when he had impregnated her with his potent semen, she remained composed, continuing to teach the crowd until he released his warm semen deep into her wet vagina.
Fiona continued, her voice filled with yearning, “I want you to say something like… ‘Fiona, as your partner, I will continue to impregnate you and fulfil your desire for children until you are satisfied… I will make sure that…..'” 𝐛𝐨𝘃𝗹.
But before Orion could respond, “BAMM!” The door swung open abruptly, cutting him off. He turned his head to see Grandma Derry entering the room, carefully balancing a clay pot on her head. Behind her, a few young and beautiful women followed, adorned in both custom-made tulgas and traditional female tulgas. Each of them carried a clay pot on their head as well, and Orion counted a total of three women among them.
Orion watched as Ayla and Reena rushed to assist the women in carefully lowering the clay pot from their heads.
After the three women acknowledged the occupants of the hut with subtle nods, they swiftly exited, closing the door behind them and leaving the room in momentary silence.
Breaking the silence, Celeste voiced the question that was on everyone’s mind, her gaze fixed on Grandma Derry, who had settled on the floor to regain her composure. “Derry, you went out this morning to fetch water. What happened?” she asked, her face showing concern.
“Ha… Ha…” Grandma Derry’s breaths echoed loudly in the hut as she gestured for everyone to wait a moment. Plunging her fingers into the clay pot that contained a small plastic cup, she scooped out water and took desperate gulps, trying to regain her composure.
Turning her head to address Celeste, she began to explain, her voice tinged with concern, “I can’t find the right words to describe it, but it’s absolute chaos out there. Meldra and I thought we could handle it, but with only one functioning well in the entire village, things have reached a critical point.”
“And, if the Village Chief doesn’t take action soon, people might gather outside the Chief’s Compound, demanding a solution. Even worse, they might resort to going back to the river to fetch water themselves.” She quickly added, “Not that the warriors haven’t already apprehended a handful of individuals attempting something as stupid as that.”
The atmosphere in the room suddenly shifted, with all the women wearing concerned frowns, well aware of the potential consequences of the water crisis.
“So, they haven’t found Fiona yet?” Greta’s voice cut through the air, her eyes narrowing in confusion. While she already had some doubt in her mind about Fiona crossing to the other side of the river, the idea seemed implausible and foolish given Fiona’s dedication to the village and her retired status.
Meanwhile, Orion’s ears snapped to full attentiveness, his eyes widening and his ears perking up at the mention of the woman he had promised to meet two days ago. He had intended to see her immediately after ensuring the well-being of his pregnant partners before visiting Ursa before the end of the day.
“Yes, they still haven’t located her,” Grandma Derry responded, her face etched with a frown, and her voice carrying a deep sense of worry. “But I’ve been hearing whispers in the village, a rumour that Fiona may have crossed over to the other side of the river. However, it’s just a rumour for now, as there hasn’t been any confirmed information regarding when or where she left.”