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"I told you to send her to a proper group of unmated males from our home, ones who could give her all the love she needs," Madam said from somewhere behind me, "Why is she still around?"
The owners' and Madam's home? Baron had told me that the place where they came from had more males than females, and that I would hate it there for sure.
I had to agree with him. The image of so few females looked too scary for me to want to ever see it.
"I like Little Miss. Do you have a problem with that?" Vick replied, his voice sounding close to my left.
"She deserves better than you," Madam ruthlessly stated, "than all of you."
"EXCUSE ME," Michael's scorpion tail rattled as he spoke up for himself, "I can provide for her better than any other male in this world combined can, and that is a FACT."
"You can't FUCK her without killing her," Madam pointed out in a tone that felt like a slap to the face, "and that is also a FACT."
Laughter rang out all around me.
"HA! I bet she wants to be fucked to death!" Michael declared without backing down, "Her pheromones say it all. She is leaking so much from between her legs that it's a wonder she has not been eaten alive already."
I quickly opened my eyes and almost screamed at the sight of Gold's blindingly handsome face.
His hands supported my back and my legs in the air. He was carrying me in his arms, walking with the rest of the group.
He didn't put me down, even though I'd woken up.
"Rest, I'll carry you," he said simply.
Unable to protest, I felt warmth creeping up my neck.
Gold smelled similar to the bar of soap, but with a refreshing undertone, sharpened by the coolness of his skin.
Being so close to a male, I could feel the blood in me heating up.
I squirmed my legs together and pulled my dress down to cover my thighs, hoping to hide the pheromones that might be coming from me.
"I've rested enough," I said after a while, squeezing my thighs harder, "I can walk."
"You'll just slow us down," Gold replied and changed my position in his arms, "Stop squirming and hold onto me," he instructed.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.
It didn't feel like a punishment at all. If anything, I could see why females would want to be carried by their males. It felt safe. And it felt wrong to be in a place that should have belonged to Madam.
I looked over Gold's shoulder to see her walking behind us, holding hands with Kurus and Moyu.
Skaris and Baron were holding Romeo's hand, their curious expressions fixed on me, whispering among each other.
"Is Little Miss in heat, again?" Baron asked and Skaris nodded.
My legs clamped tighter around the merman's body as I quickly apologized.
Gold didn't seem to mind at all and continued to carry me.
"It's natural for females to go into heat," Gold said, "Especially deprived ones like Little Miss."
I shifted nervously, trying to distract myself with the conversation between Madam and Vick.
"Do you really like her that much?" Madam asked, "Or do you like me so much that you are forcing yourself to like her as well? We were only supposed to get a surrogate for Romeo, not a new mate."
I jerked, feeling a large hand caressing my back, going lower and lower until it reached my hips.
Vick's hand grazed my bottom.
"I didn't expect to connect with Little Miss so quickly," Vick said. "But something about her feels familiar, like how it was with our boys when we were just starting to build a family."
"You mean how you all ganged up on me because your weak asses couldn't deal with me alone, and kept expanding like brainless flies." Madam's words were sharp, and they were obviously intended to cut, "I almost forgot that my decision in taking in a mate was never up to me, so why am I even bothering with this now?"
The owners' reaction to her words was a surge of silence, side glances, and lowered heads.
Even Michael stopped rattling his tail in the background.
They didn't seem to be proud of the way they acquired her.
"We are not apologizing for trying to save you like you tried to save us," Vick was truly the head male, soothing the guilt the rest of owners felt, "We don't need Little Miss. We are whole, not broken or lost, but I believe she can make the whole feel even bigger."
Madam watched everyone's resolute expressions silently, "What if history repeats itself?"
"We are a family, Precious. Nothing can really break us apart unless we allow it," Vick replied, his smile growing wider, "We will be here for each other like we always have."
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I felt Vick's fingers slip in between my thighs just when I tried to stay invisible, parting them apart.
My hips bucked, and the heat from my neck had spread to my face. Gold's pace slowed as he tried to keep me steady.
"Isn't that right, Little Miss?" Vick asked and began stroking me gently, parting my folds.
The wet sound of the movement caused me to squirm in Gold's arms.
"The cock to pussy ratio in this house is screwed up, we could use another female," Michael muttered, "Having your cock stroked is great and all when you are horny, but it's not the same as sticking your tongue inside a juicy, wet cunt. It would be nice to have something soft to play with while waiting for my turn with Darling."
I felt a surge of heat in between my legs. My body was reacting to his words. They could get really freaky with each other when they were aroused.
Like unrestrained animals, saying and doing things that had me on the verge of falling off the edge, just by listening to them. The thought of being in Madam's position during their heat was terrifying, and yet exciting at the same time.
"Agreed. She is already so wet. Did I stroke your clitty too good, Little Miss?" Vick whispered in my ear, showing his fingers to the others, coated in my slick, "It looks like our Little Missy here has been touching herself behind our backs."
"You are moving too fast," Madam reprimanded him, "At least give her time to think and adjust to her situation. Just because she offered herself to you on a golden platter doesn't mean you can take advantage of her."
Vick removed his fingers and my eyes widened when he moved behind Madam and slipped his hand which was just in between me a while ago inside her pants.
Her back arched, her mouth parting in a soft sight, "Fucking hell, Vick."
My eyelids fluttered when Gold's fingers slipped in between my legs, my stomach clenching with each movement.
I didn't dare to say anything. I felt myself leaking into Gold's palm. It was dripping down his hand.
"She's getting wet on her own," Gold said.
I bit my lip and tried to stifle my moans, but that only made me more sensitive to his touch.
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How did I end up in this situation again? Why was Madam allowing me to steal them from her?