Dolhanna: Concupiscentia Tempus... Soon, mine will be upon me. The over sensitized skin, rapid heartbeat; looking at Calin like he is my last meal. And then it gets really bad. Once a year females go into a 48 hour period in which we are highly fertile; we can conceive at this time. Mated males are highly sensitive to this time of craving, of a great demanding need by their females. He is going to know soon enough. The doting, the lovemaking, feeding us; both ways, catering to our every need. They can’t do enough for us. The females are catered to in every way. My thoughts turn to actually breeding; nurslings. Placing my hand on my stomach, I think about bearing Calin’s young. Smiling at the thought of a little sandy haired girling with lavender eyes like her papah. Maybe it would be a boyling with my eyes and Calin’s hair. I want a family. Calin will be an amazing papah. I want to give him nurslings; I want us to have a family; I do. But not now. Maybe next season. Not while this battle wages with Zelina. We must continue to command the Garda; together. I have an appointment with Veldrina Friday. Taking a deep, reassuring, steadying breath, I am doing the right thing. I am. Would Calin think so???
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