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  Her voice was enough to finally wake Ophelia, who sat up, her violet wings fluttering the blankets off as she gave an elegant stretch, revealing her nakedness to the room. Her translucent skin struck a sharp contrast with Erica’s own rich tan. She looked down on the others with a warm smile.

  “Good morning dears.”

  “Morning hot stuff!” Erica chirped over her shoulder.

  “Good-ah!- morning.” Milly managed.

  Her orgasm over she slumped against Nameless, only moving when he began to pat her back in panic and she realized that she was smothering him with her breasts.

  “I see you three have gotten an early start, though I also see that our master is more than ready to greet the day!” She leaned over Milly rear-end, her blue-black hair forming a curtain around her face and tickling the Minotaur’s cheeks as the Flutterby spotted his turgid cock between her spread thighs; “Would you like a morning blowjob my love?”

  “He’s sore.” Milly and Erica answered immediately and then began to giggle together.

  Nameless shifted, patting Milly’s side with his wet fingers.

  “Had enough?” She pulled her weight off of him so he could speak.

  “Never, but I’m too full now.” He licked around her pert nipple, cleaning up after his meal.

  “Good because I’m starving!” Erica said with enthusiasm.

  “Just remember to leave enough for Paul, we don’t know how long we’ll be gone, it wouldn’t be fair to him to let the rent slide.” Ophelia chided gently.

  “Yeah, but that old farmer is so sweet on Milly I’m sure we’d be okay!”

  Milly let out another startled moo as Erica all but leapt over Nameless and gamely flipped her onto her back and settled on top of her, the Katje’s greedy mouth quickly finding her nipple.

  “All the same.” Ophelia frowned, her arms crossed.

  Erica gave a thumbs-up gesture, eagerly suckling at Milly’s breast.

  “We should be okay. We’ve been giving him most of the profits for the last couple days. And we already have enough saved for the trip.” Nameless offered as he sat up and stretched, giving his over-worked hand a shake.

  Minotaur milk was a precious commodity, because aside from being delicious, it was very good for speeding the healing of minor injuries, especially broken bones.

  Ophelia gave him a kiss, enjoying the sweet taste of her bond-sister’s milk on his lips, her hand running down his chest and finding his softening cock.

  “Are you sure I can’t-”

  He flinched at her touch.

  “I’m sure.”

  “Oh dear, you really are sore.”

  “I’ll be okay, the milk will help. I’m going to have a shower while Erica finishes her breakfast.”

  Just after Nameless got out of bed and went into the washroom Nina wandered in from the front room, at three-foot-nothing she was by far the shortest member of the household.

  Rubbing at her eyes with one tiny red fist the Gigas gave a brusque greeting.

  “You’re loud.”

  “Good morning Nina dear.”

  Ophelia’s violet wings gave a single beat of the air to carry her out of bed and land in front of Nina, she then leaned down to give the surprised giant a tender kiss on the lips.

  “Don’t any of you have clothes?” Nina groused.

  She was taken aback at the nearness of the naked butterfly, though her eyes worked their way over her curves. Unlike the others, she slept in shorts and a baggy shirt.

  “We do, but it is nice to sleep naked. It is more intimate and it makes it much easier to do naughty things together when the mood strikes.” Ophelia gave a saucy wink as she ran her hands over Nina’s cheeks.

  Nina broke away from her and went to use the bathroom, more flustered than ever. She was inside for only a moment before the girls in the room heard a yelp from Nameless and Nina bolted out again, her red skin darkened considerably in a blush.

  “Why is everyone always naked!?” She demanded as she stomped her way back into the front room.

  Her bond-sisters couldn’t help but laugh at her discomfiture, though Ophelia at least had the decency to try to hide her mirth.

  They went about their morning; a pattern had begun to emerge for the newly minted family, though drinking from Milly before milking her into their six gallon pail was a break from the routine.

  While Nina took her shower, Ophelia and Erica took it in turns to brush, dry, and style each other’s tresses in front of their new armoire in the bedroom. They had purchased it just a few days prior for the girls’ use.

  “You are going to save me a fortune at the salon in Wayfelt. You have an incredible gift dearheart.” Ophelia sighed happily as she tilted her head side to side to examine her look in the mirror.

  Erica had done her dark locks in an elaborate knot at the back of her head, held in place with a couple of strategically placed sticks.

  “I don’t know, it’s just something I picked up over the years.” The Katje gave a dismissive shrug.

  Milly and Nameless lounged together on the bed waiting for the other girls, their own short hair needing only a quick comb with their fingers, or in his case Milly’s tongue. Neither of them liked to hear Erica sell herself short, and the Minotaur wasn’t about to keep quiet about it.

  “Well if you hadn’t than I wouldn’t have been able to make this!”

  She slipped one finger into the chocolate coloured braid around Nameless’s neck and gave what, to her, was a gentle tug, nearly pulling the diminutive man over on the bed. Milly had made the braid with her neigh-indestructible tail hair to hold her heartstone for him, its blue light twinkling from between the intricate strands.

  “They’re right Erica, you’re amazing.” Nameless voiced his agreement as he adjusted the braid around his neck.

  Ophelia turned away from the mirror and planted a quick kiss on the Katje’s nose, being a few inches taller than the kitty all she had to do was lean forwards slightly.

  “Right, now how would you like me to do yours?” She raised an eyebrow elegantly.

  Still a little embarrassed by all the praise, Erica gave her head a shake.

  “I don’t know, surprise me?”

  Ophelia shifted around behind her and Erica sat on the little stool, unable to stop herself from purring as the older girl massaged her scalp and ran her fingers through her hair, searching for inspiration.

  “Mmm, well, I don’t have your skill, so maybe just twin tails below your ears?” She gathered most of Erica’s hair into a great handful as she purse her lips in thought; “No, I can do a nice braid down your back at least.”

  Erica’s eyes flew open at a sudden thought.

  “Tails! Definitely tails!”

  Ophelia looked a bit skeptical as their eyes met in the mirror.

  “Are you sure dearheart? It’s not very elaborate.”

  “Yeah but…” Erica shuddered and licked her lips; “Handles.”

  The Flutterby was confused for a few seconds before her eyes widened in realization and she too gave an aroused shudder, her hands finding Erica’s ears and giving them a vigorous massage for several seconds.

  “Oh you are a handful aren’t you kitty?” She leaned down and kissed the top of her head.

  Erica purred while Milly and Nameless shared a confused shrug on the bed.

  Nina came out of the washroom at that point roughly drying her own short red hair with a towel much too large for her. She was clad now in a more rugged pair of shorts and a black tank top, the toned muscles of her shoulders and upper arms naked to their gaze.

  “Want us to do something with your hair Nina?” Erica asked as Ophelia set to work with a comb.

  “Like what? Eat it? It’s just hair.”

  They were all pretty sure that Nina wasn’t trying to be rude, but she was really good at it nonetheless…

  Soon enough they were all washed and clothed, and were loading up their little cart with the milking pail to bring to Paul’s ba
rn to be bottled. While Milly hoisted the pail into place, the farmer in question arrived, a few of his Cockatrices in tow.

  “Ho the house! You lot enjoying the morning?”

  “Hello Paul! Yes, quite a lot actually.” Milly said with a bright smile.

  If the Minotaur had to list her favorite humans in the world, Paul Fletcher would come in second to Nameless. The old farmer had been nothing but kind and gracious to her since the day they met and she had grown to love him dearly.

  “Ha! I’ll bet! Well, I’m just passing through. The girls are so antsy these days with that Dragon around they need several good walks a day to keep them from vibrating all their feathers off!”

  “Oh dear, will they be alright?” Ophelia asked.

  “Sure they will! My brave little hens ain’t afraid of nothin’!”

  Contrary to his words the flighty Cockatrices looked ready to bolt at any sudden noises, their wide eyes rolling in their heads as they scanned for hints of danger.

  “I’ll bet.” Erica said, though her voice sounded unconvinced.

  “Is Sadie up yet?” Nameless asked.

  “I don’t think so. Xalanth is, though I honestly don’t know if she even sleeps!”

  He gave a wave as he continued on his walk.

  Sadie Essig was another Empath and had come to meet him when she learned of his existence several days ago. As far as any of them could tell, Xalanth had simply carried the white-haired woman in her arms and flown her to Paul’s place.

  They had a somewhat busy morning; they bottled the milk and brought it to market, then spent some time browsing the various stalls and shops after it all sold, buying anything they thought they might need and a few things that they just plain wanted.

  They stopped for a quick lunch at Tom Loskins’ bakery, his daughter Cordelia quickly turning pink and fleeing into the back. Though Tom had been kind to him in the past, his daughter had been quite cruel and when Erica first met her she had given her an earful.

  Tom merely shook his head at his daughter’s strange behavior as he took their order. As they ate, Nameless took a moment to again focus on Volka in his mind.

  Even though he knew she wasn’t in any danger it had been a frantic couple of days. They were all eager to set out and had worked hard to finish thatching the roof and to make the necessary preparations to leave.

  It was because of their frantic preparations that they decided to take a break later that afternoon, especially after Sadie had informed them that she would be leaving the next day when they were returning from the market.

  The two Empaths sat on Nameless’s shaded porch, the sun hot in the sky. While they conversed they watched Milly, Erica and Ophelia in the field. Milly was happily grazing in the warm light, her jaw moving at a placid pace as she sat on her thighs in the long grass. Ophelia flew in loopy circles overhead, her diaphanous gown flowing behind her as she enjoyed the sun on her wings.

  Meanwhile, Erica was hunched not far from Milly, her wide-eyed gaze locked on the circling Flutterby. The only movement from her was the occasional flick of an ear and her tail swishing behind her.

  “Four girls, and a fifth out there somewhere. I would say that you are a lucky man, but honestly it sounds exhausting.” Sadie commented with a slight shake of her head.

  She was wrapped in a light shawl, her eyes half closed in the warmth of the afternoon, though the Katje’s behaviour had caught her attention.

  Remembering how sore his privates were that morning, Nameless couldn’t help but admit that she had a point.

  “Do you have any advice?”

  In the days since he rescued Nina from her darkness Nameless and the older Empath had grown closer and he greatly valued her opinion.

  “Heavens no! I have never been with anyone other than Xalanth!”

  “R-really?”

  “Does she seem the type to share?” She chuckled.

  “Er, no I suppose not.”

  Nameless watched as Erica got up from her crouch and began to stalk Ophelia, freezing every time she thought she might have been spotted.

  “What do you know of Dragons?” Sadie inquired, her eyes open now.

  “Just that they are very strong and I guess they really like hoarding treasure.” He replied absently.

  His focus was on his Katje’s predatory behaviour.

  She nodded at his words.

  “You are partly right, they are amongst the most powerful of beings, but as for the treasure, well, Dragons have no use for material things like gold or baubles.”

  “Oh, the stories always talk about how protective they are of their treasures…”

  His voice trailed off as Erica froze again; her legs shifting underneath her, tamping the ground down to get a good grip. Ophelia had swooped over that spot several times in her somewhat random flight.

  “She is really protective of you… wait, are you her, um, treasure?” He managed to tear his attention away from his bond-mates as he made the connection in his mind.

  “Very good, my friend. And she guards me most jealously! Don’t think that I resent it though, the love of a Dragon is no minor thing!”

  Sadie allowed him a few moments to absorb the implications. Her attention on Erica again, who was gathering herself to do something drastic.

  “Dragons are capricious to be sure, proud and dangerous. And when a Dragon bonds with someone all of that intensity focuses on protecting, and enjoying, her bond-mate. As an Empath you must be cautious if you ever encounter an unbonded Dragon, she would likely try to collect you and I’m afraid that they aren’t the kind to share their wealth with other girls-”

  Her voice cut off as Ophelia swooped near Erica who then flung herself upwards with incredible dexterity. The winged girl gave a startled half-scream as the Katje collided with her mid-air, wrapping all four of her limbs around her legs and pulling her to the ground below. The pair was quickly lost to sight as they tumbled into the waist high grass.

  Milly jaw stopped working as she stared in astonishment at her bond-sisters, then she shrugged and returned to her grazing with a happy moo.

  Great peals of warm laughter erupted from Sadie as she listened to Erica and Ophelia wrestling on the ground. The Katje’s attack was expected, but no less entertaining to witness.

  “Like I said, exhausting!”

  Nameless blushed but didn’t really understand why. Ophelia’s high-voiced protestations to Erica went unheard as the Katje continued to buffet her with all four limbs, playfully wrestling with her prey and alternating between growling menacingly and purring.

  Xalanth and Nina came on to the porch from the direction of the pond. They had taken a liking to each other, though that might have more to do with being two of the most powerful beings within a thousand miles than any shared interests...

  “What has transpired?” The Dragon rumbled, her gaze scanning for danger in the field.

  “Ophelia is being ravished by a terrible beast, while we are watching helplessly.” Sadie spoke lightly.

  Xalanth’s neck nearly snapped with the speed she turned her head to look at her lover.

  “My lady? Are you well?”

  “With you nearby, how could I not be?” Sadie fixed her ardent gaze on the armoured woman.

  Nameless didn’t even think a Dragon could blush.

  The time spent on Paul’s farm had clearly been good for Sadie’s health: her cheeks were rosy, her eyes were bright and she was giving the Dragon more than a few hinting looks.

  Nina looked between the two then shrugged and set her hammer down before hopping into Nameless’s lap. She shifted her tiny butt on his groin until she was comfortable and his penis was beginning to harden.

  “Try to contain yourself. I just needed a place to sit.”

  Despite her words she smiled privately at his obvious arousal.

  They sat together in silence for several minutes. Ophelia and Erica’s impromptu wrestling match had apparently ended, although the couple had yet to emerge from the l
ong grass. There were more than a few giggles heard from where they had landed.

  Finally Sadie broke the silence, Xalanth had settled onto the porch beside her.

  “My dear Dragon, would you be so kind as to join me for a walk?”

  Her tone was artful, guileless… and full of heat.

  “Of course!” Xalanth replied immediately, her voice much higher than usual. She coughed to regain her composure; “Of course, milady.”

  They got up and left, wandering into the field past Milly and the pair in the grass, heading towards the massive tree at its center.

  Nina snorted.

  “I get the impression those two haven’t ‘gone for a walk’ in a long time.”

  Nameless gave an awkward shrug, unsure what to do with his arms now that Nina sat in his lap.

  “Miranda should be back tomorrow shouldn’t she?” She asked.

  Miranda was an Aegis operative that had helped them in the past, and after it was discovered that he was the only Empath able to use his powers, she and her three bond-mates had been assigned to protect him.

  “I think so, I don’t know how much supplies she plans on bringing, but Wayfelt is only a few hours walk from here.”

  There was a long pause, during which Ophelia and Erica emerged from the grass, picking shoots from each other’s hair.

  “Erica told me that you and Milly ran there to save her when she was a Tenebrae?”

  “Er, well… Milly ran, I was too tired and had to ride in the cart.”

  “Heh, weakling.”

  Nameless squirmed in discomfort. His time spent in Nina’s mind, and his connection to her heartstone, told him that she didn’t mean it in a bad way, but still…

  Nina huffed her annoyance at her restless perch.

  “Hold still, or are you trying to get off on my butt?”

  He was saved from trying to stammer out a response by Milly coming onto the porch, she had finally eaten her fill. She leaned into him and gave him a couple of affectionate licks across his cheek and hairline, then turned and gave Nina the same treatment, much to the tiny giant’s chagrin.

  “I still don’t get the licking.” She muttered.

  “Ready to try on your new shoes?” He asked his loving cow.