Anton was home. Not home, that would have to wait until they returned to Kirido. But he was here. With her. Suliel stood up straight, poised and unmoving until General Sehhur made his exit. The excitement running through her made her feel like she was vibrating, but she ruthlessly supressed any outward sign.

Until he was gone and Suliel let herself relax. She gave a small sigh. Anton took a step towards her and took hold of her again.

He always knew what she needed. She leaned into his comforting warmth.

“It’s over,” Anton announced to the gathered household. “The King’s forces are gathering up what remains of the mercenaries. You all fought well, and you won.”

A ragged cheer went up from all of those who had fought for her.

“Clean up comes next,” Anton said, and the cheers turned into exaggerated groans. Anton laughed.

“That can wait until tomorrow,” he assured them. “For now, let's take care of the wounded and get everyone a bed. Somehow. I saw most of my furniture was on the front lawn.”

The remark caused about half the room to chuckle ruefully.

“Sir,” Sergeant Mirok said. “The carriage house was untouched, I think. We should be able to find beds for just about everybody there.”

“Good thinking, Sergeant. Let’s get everyone that we can over there. The rest of us will find something in here. That includes me.”

Anton gave a fake chuckle. “I can hardly let a few mercenaries kick me out of my own home, can I?”

“No sir,” the sergeant agreed. She saluted him with a faint smile.

“Oh, one more thing,” Anton added. “We need to send a runner down to the docks, let Cheia know that everything is resolved. She’ll probably cause an incident if we let her stew all night.”

Suliel stopped paying attention at that point. Aris came up the stairs and peeled Suliel away from Anton and into a hug of her own. Suliel didn’t mind too much. Aris was taller than her, and Aris’s hug meant that Suliel’s head was resting against Aris’s very ample bosom. She smelled of gunsmoke and leather.

Suliel relaxed into her soft pillow and let Anton take over. His deep voice washed over her as he gave more orders. She only snapped out of it when Kelsey spoke up, the sound of her real voice startling Suliel into paying attention.

“I can take care of keeping watch,” Kelsey said. “The cleanup as well. I’ll get it all done while you get some sleep.”

She winked. “Or, you know, sleep. If you know what I mean.”

Suliel felt her face grow warm. She was certainly too keyed up to fall asleep right away.

Suliel’s bed—the bed in the master bedroom of this mansion, which she had always thought of as her parent’s bed—had been commissioned by her grandfather. Suliel knew this because his name, and her grandmother’s, had been carved into the headboard. Suliel had consigned it to the barricades without any hesitation. The heavy, carved wood had been perfect for holding the doors in place. The straw mattress had done an excellent job of shielding them from arrows until it had been dragged out through the windows.

Suliel regretted it now, and not just because she needed somewhere to… sleep. There was history in that bed, her family’s history, and she had let it be shattered and scattered across her lawn. She resolved to ask Kelsey if something could be done to repair what Suliel had sacrificed.

Not right now, though. Right now, Kelsey was making them a new bed. Delivering one, rather, from one of her rooms in the “hospitality section”.

“Feast your eyes, and your asses on this!” Kelsey crowed. She made an entire metal-framed bed, complete with mattress and bedding.

Anton frowned in confusion. “I thought there was a limit to the size of things you could do that with?” he asked.

“Uprades!” Kelsey said. “I got spatial manipulation, which—among other things— lets me increase the size of my storage space. I was waiting for an appropriate time to show it off, but I suppose I should have known I’d first use it for something bed-related.”

“Isn’t it the same as the one we used before?” Aris asked.

“You were distracted then,” Kelsey said loftily. “So I’m not offended that you didn’t notice then how amazing it was.”

“It’s soft…” Suliel said, pushing on the mattress. “Not like straw, but…” her face got hot again. The thing it most reminded her of was Aris’s breasts.

“Yes…” Kelsey said, drawing out the word salaciously and giving Suliel such a knowing look that Suliel had to check that her mind link was locked down. “Feel the decadent luxury of a society that your primitive minds cannot even conceive of! Rubber latex!”

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“It’s just a bed,” Anton said, sitting down on it. “A really comfortable bed,” he admitted.

Kelsey cackled in triumph. “I’ll leave you kids to enjoy it,” she said.

Aris looked at Kelsey in surprise. “You’re not staying?” she asked.

“Too much to do,” Kelsey replied. she sent to Suliel.

Then the door shut behind her, and they were alone. There was a thunk as Aris released her gunbelt and let it drop to the floor. Then, a similar noise as she threw her heavy coat off.

“Were you up when the attack started?” Aris asked. “Everyone was dressed in armour thrown on over night robes, but you were fully dressed.” She started undoing the fastenings on her shirt.

“There… wasn’t much for me to do before the fight started,” Suliel said. She couldn’t take her eyes off Anton, who was removing his leather armour. “I thought, if I was going to meet my fate, I’d do it properly dressed.”

“It met you instead,” Anton said, smiling. His chest was bare now, the warm brown skin calling to Suliel. His pants were still on, which was a mistake that had to be corrected…

“Do you need help with that?” Anton asked, pointing at her dress.

Suliel tried to say yes, but her mouth had stopped working. She felt a soft warmth from behind as Aris embraced her.

“I’ll be your maid tonight, shall I?” she murmured softly in Suliel’s ear. The warmth pulled away, and then Aris started unlacing Suliel’s dress.

“What? But… You’re…” was all that Suliel managed to say.

“Kelsey’s been teaching me things,” Aris purred. “About… what I can appreciate, and about what Anton appreciates.”

Then Anton was standing right in front of her, his chest within… licking distance.

“Maybe you can help me out with my clothes, as well,” he rumbled.

“Y—yes, my lord,” Suliel stuttered. Aris’s warm hands slid down Suliel’s sides, taking her dress with her. Suliel could feel Aris’s breasts again, soft and warm with a hard, hot nub, rubbing against her shoulder blades.

Suliel pulled at the lacings of Anton’s leggings, then at the pants themselves. His member, already hard, swung free.

“My lord?” Anton asked. “I thought we were closer than that. Is that really what you want to call me?”

“Husband…” Suliel breathed. “Anton.”

Then Aris pushed Suliel gently down her knees in front of her husband. His staff was right in her face, smelling of sweat and arousal.

Aris squeezed Suliel’s small, dark breasts. Suliel gasped and swallowed her husband’s heat. Her mind went blank. She could hear Aris talking to her as the girl's hands caressed Suliel’s body, but she couldn’t tell what the words were. The only things that mattered were her husband’s groans of pleasure and the slickness and warmth of him as she took him in as deep as she could.

She only came back to herself when Aris pulled her away.

“Wait! I want—” She struggled weakly, but Aris was stronger

“You’re supposed to be getting him ready, not finishing him off,” she chided Suliel. She drew the smaller girl up on the bed, pushing Suliel onto her back.

“I’ll give you a taste later,” Anton chuckled, “But there’s a husbandly duty that I’ve put off for too long.”

“You’re ready, too,” Aris said. Her hand snaked down between Suliel’s legs, and Suliel felt the slick wetness there. She hadn’t even noticed what Aris was doing.

Now she looked up at Anton, her legs spreading of her own accord.

“Y—yes,” she managed to say. “I wa—”

Then he plunged down into her, and Suliel had no more words. She felt his heat, spreading her apart, splitting her open and drowning her in ecstasy.

She gasped and moaned, and then he let his weight fall on her, and it was all she could do not to scream. His hot flesh rubbed against her ebony skin. Her face was buried in his chest; she tried to pull him even closer.

“She wants it harder,” someone said. Suliel was grateful to whoever it was. She did want it harder. She wanted to be pounded into complete submission by her husband.

Someone was screaming, but she didn’t have time to work out who. Tension was building up inside her. The white heat between her legs was spreading out to encompass all of her. Everything was going…

She convulsed with the power of her orgasm. Whole-body spasms shook her body, sending white-hot fire through her brain. She lost herself again.

When she came back to herself, she could feel his still-warm seed inside her. Anton had rolled himself off of her but taken her with him, cradled in his arms. Now, she was resting on top of him.

She had to let him go out of her to slide up his body to kiss him. His arms pulled her closer into the kiss, teasing her with his strength.

Not just his arms. “Back with us?” Aris said. Her hands teased Suliel as well, running down Suliel’s back and sides, caressing her buttocks. “You must have really needed that.”

Suliel broke off from the kiss, but she hadn’t entirely regained her speech. “Nghl,” was all she could manage.

“Did they teach you that in elocution class?” Aris teased. “You know, Anton promised you a taste, but I think I’ll get one before you.”

“Wha? Nooo… I wan…” Suliel tried, but she wasn’t quite capable of speech yet.

Aris giggled. “Do you? I’m afraid you can’t have this. It’s all mine.” She rolled Suliel over on her back again, away from the blessed warmth of her husband. Suliel couldn’t resist, her body was limp and spent. All she could do was moan in disappointment.

Anton obligingly leaned over and kissed her. His hand found her breast and squeezed it gently. Suliels moans became something other than disappointment, but Aris wasn’t done.

“If I want a taste of my husband’s seed, all I have to do is go where he left it,” she said smugly. Suliel didn’t understand what Aris meant until she felt a warm tongue slip between her legs.

Suliel’s back arched as the hot liquid sensation engulfed her.

“Wait!” she gasped. “That’s… Kelsey… does… ahhh!”

Aris pulled her face away. “Mhmn, delicious. I told you, didn’t I, that I’d been learning from Kelsey? I learned how good this feels… and I learned how much it excites Anton, to see the woman he loves lose control.”

“Wait, I—hhnnng!”

Aris had started again, licking and teasing. Suliel couldn’t resist; couldn’t stop her legs from opening and welcoming Aris in. Anton leaned over and kissed her again.

“You’re so beautiful, Suliel,” Anton said. Suliel could only pant in response. She’d lost all composure, all control. Anton’s hand caressed her face as he stared into her eyes.

“I want you to come for me, Suliel,” Anton said. He guided her hand down to him, stiff and ready. “I want to make up for lost time and make you come until you can’t anymore.”

Suliel could feel it building again. It wasn’t the same; it wasn’t the mind-destroying pounding that she’d welcomed before, but it promised to be just as good. It flowed through her, filling her to the brim, getting her ready to burst. It would just take a touch…

Anton kissed her, and she exploded.