Chapter 163. Morning rising

I woke in a pile of scales and silk with Voras above, still asleep in a spun hammock above me. It was cute, especially as she was still naked, with two well-positioned gaps for her tits to hang down towards me. It seemed we'd exhausted ourselves last night, and I suddenly realized why I should really control Madu better.

Not even the sight of Madu's pussy beside my face in our top-n-tail position could rouse my soldier to war after what we'd been through. I was spent in every sense of the word, and my dick hurt. The saving grace was that the girls both looked equally as worn out, so there was no chance either of them wanted any more. Thank whatever God exists for that.

Lifting my head caused a wave of nausea to hit me, followed closely by a splitting migraine that had me biting the inside of my mouth to avoid waking the girls.

*Deeeeeeds, why am I sick? I thought I was immortal on my land?*

Please. While we could substitute the physical requirements of your body, it is both a waste of our time and energy. You are dehydrated and in need of food as well. Arachne's venom is designed to make the victim convert all available resources into genetic material for her offspring. The victim rarely survives the mating process, so congratulations on being one of the lucky few.

*I think that's the most sarcastic thing you have ever said to me.*

I wasn't given a response.

With a thought, I teleported out of Voras's nest and into the stream. The cold water immediately woke my tired body. I may be immune to the chill, but I still felt part of it. My balls, however, were not happy with the development, even as the chill soothed my aching member.

With a splash, I resurfaced before drinking deeply and trying to replenish what I lost last night. It was only when I took a breath of air that my stomach also made itself complaints.

"Yeah, yeah." I groaned to myself.

I took a sip of Zeldi's milk from the bottle in my inventory just to make sure I wouldn't fall asleep again and made my way over to the automatic butchers. It amused me to some extent that I was using my little mare's milk as a coffee substitute. Not that I could really complain, as it was free and plentiful. Not to mention the enjoyable way of getting more.

Both butchers were full when I arrived, so I took three servings from each to make breakfast with. Not just for me, of course, as that was way too much meat; Zeldi and Tarakona would be hungry, and I hadn't cooked in a while. That job had been taken by Zeldi for the most part.

Dríade met me on the way back towards the house. The Dryad in her monarch butterfly body, and after last night, I had no problem only looking at her face. I think I was so far past post-nut clarity I could see the future.

"Morning," I said with a nod in her direction.

"Morning." She replied back with what looked like an apple she softly threw at me. "The others are still asleep, and I'm here with my daily delivery."

"A single apple?" I questioned.

Dríade shrugged. "My tree is still growing. You'll get more in the future."

I snickered. She was still so inconsistent with her fruit.But a thought struck me.

"Hey, Dríade? You got anything important on today?" I asked, stopping myself instead of walking past.

"Growing my Grove and more farming. Was thinking about going on a trip soon to find more Dryads, but I think I got lucky with these three. I doubt there are more anywhere close." She answered. "Why?"

"Because of my quest to remove whatever is hindering the Ley lines. I doubt Zeldi will let me leave alone, so I want to know if you'll join me?" I asked. "I presume you can hold your own in a fight and can leave whenever you want to, so?"

Dríade gave me a look like she wanted to know more before shrugging again. "Sure. My Grove can function without me for a day or two, and I want to explore around a bit. Could potentially find some interesting plants to replicate. But why not ask any of the others? I'm sure they would enjoy your company more than I would."

"Tarakona would be my first option, but with our egg and her plans for the lake, she's better off here. Not to mention my reward is to be able to turn into the same species as you girls, so I don't think she is the best if the situation requires a delicate touch. Voras was my other option, but she's definitely more of a homebody when given the chance. Sure she would come if I asked, but she... Well. Last time we left the farm, we ended up killing a few people. I'd like to avoid a repeat of that."

Dríade raised an eyebrow at that. "Did they deserve it?"

"Most definitely," I said without explaining. "So meet back in an hour?"

"Make it two." She said before vanishing.

"Two hours it is," I mumbled to myself.

Zeldi and Tarakona were just starting to wake up as I entered the house. My little mare let out a cute cry as she stretched with no regard for her state of undress.

The two of them must have gone to sleep after her milking, as she had not bothered to get changed back into anything. That does make me wonder. Does Zeldi even wear any night clothes? She sleeps naked with me, but what if she's not?Voras would definitely have the answer.

"Morning," I repeated my greeting as I made my way over to the kitchen. "Now I'd ask how you want your steaks cooked but unfortunately Zeldi is on a no red in her meat diet."

"Now that's just mean, Master. How do you expect me to eat charcoal?" Zeldi lamented as she came over and lay her head on my back.

If I bent down, I knew she would try to place her tits on both my shoulders under the guise of taking the weight, but in reality, she just knew I liked it. Unfortunately, I couldn't play that game, as I had a working flame in front of me, and any time I thought of anything like that, my dick revolted.

"I expect you to take care of our child, little mare, and that means no raw meat. Once you give birth, then we can talk about it. Deal?" I sassed back, bending my arm around to stroke her side.

"Fiiiiiiiiiinnnnne. But I expect lots of raw meat when I do, and not just the stuff from your silver things." Zeldi countered while her hands reached around to cuddle.

That gave me pause. Humans were advised to wait a few weeks after birth before having sex again. Are we Centaurs different? That might be something I ask Helayt or Yenem about, though I doubt it.

[I will take mine completely raw however. I believe I should be exempt as I'm not pregnant anymore.]

Zeldi gasped in mock horror. "You would betray me like that? I thought we were sisters?"

[We are. But I don't see why you having your womb filled means I have to suffer.]

We were totally glazing over the fact she had been pregnant as well, weren't we?

"Because that's what sisters do. We suffer together." Zeldi stomped her hoof down but held the mock horror so we knew she was only playing.

[In that case. Would you abstain from sex with me when I get pregnant again? And that does include self-pleasure.]

"There are limits to how much we will suffer together." Zeldi changed her tune. "Fine, I relent. Have your perfectly cooked breakfast while I chew mine for the next hour."

Tarakona snorted from her position a few arm's lengths away. The fire was still something she avoided.

"Not to change the topic." I interrupted with a smile of my own at their banter. "But I'll be taking Dríade on a trip today so that I can complete my quest. Before you ask, Tarakona, I'm not taking you because I believe it's better you continue to work on the lake, and I don't know how long it will take."

"What about Voras?" Zeldi asked, watching with hunger as I flipped the meat over. Admittedly, my own stomach was louder than my words as the smell hit me.

"Voras probably won't get up for a while," I answered without clarifying.

Both girls gave me the 'oh really' look.

"That good, huh?" Zeldi said while nudging my side.

"I let her take control, and she used her venom." I shrugged. "Madu was also caught in the crossfire. Speaking of which, if you're interested, Tarakona, there's a sculpture I would like you to make of her in a specific position."

"Did it have her tits out? Because if yes, then Tarakona would be delighted. If not, then no." Zeldi answered for my Dragon.

[Do I even get a say?]

"Of course you do. You can say yes or yes please." Zeldi hummed. "Preferably, if you add that he has to be naked as well. We could always repeat what happened last time we made sculptures."

Tarakona blushed and used her tail to snatch up one of the slabs that wasn't being cooked.

[I think I would like to do that more privately if there is a next time.]

"But I want to watch." Zeldi countered, turning to the Dragon. "I missed you laying your egg, so you have to make it up to me."

Tarakona blushed deeper.

[Ummm. No.]

"Leave her be, Zeldi." I chastised while offering her the meat along with the apple-like thing from Dríade. My stomach growled again at the food that wasn't going into it. To placate my demanding organ, I put another steak down quickly. "I'll get you milked after breakfast, then I'm heading off. Hopefully I can do my quest quickly, and you'll see me returning in my Dragon form."

[Make sure you leave enough time for me. I have yearned for you to dominate me again, my love.]