Monster March: Aulay the Selkie and Tavish the Kelpie

Female Reader x Male Monster x Male Monster

You feel sick for a moment when you see the date on the calendar.  Has it already been a year? You open the curtains to the sliding glass  door and gaze out over the frozen lake. The divorce was final a year  ago, two years before that he left you for that orc. Ever since then,  you’ve lived at your family’s cabin up north. You barely leave unless  you have to go get groceries, aside from that, you stay in the cabin and  paint. You’ve been able to sell a few paintings recently and that’s  been nice. Your friend who works at a gallery wants to do a show of your  work but everytime she brings it up you nerves feel frayed and like  your on the edge of panic. You just push it under the rug.

You  walk outside to gather some logs for the fire. As you stand near the  lake you hear something thudding at the ice. It sounds like someone  knocking. You huff and just ignore it. There are all sorts of strange  things in this lake, it’s part of the reason why your uncle so readily  handed it over to you. No one wanted to stay there over the fear of  kelpies and whatever else lurked under the surface. You didn’t care. In  fact, let any monster try to cross your path after that last time.

Once you’ve got the wheelbarrow full of logs and you’re ready to  push it back to the house you hear the rapping on the ice again. You  scoff and ignore it but as you start to push a fist shatters through the  thick ice. You’re stunned for a moment before you glare and grumble  “fuck” under your breath.

The ice cracks more and ice is  shoved away. A figure rises out of the cold, murky depths. Long, dark  hair drapes over their broad shoulders. Their massive amount of hair  covers their face and all you see if glowing yellow eyes. You stare at  them and they stare back.

“Fuck off,” you growl and push the wheelbarrow back towards the house.

The creature is silent, you’re fairly certain it’s a kelpie, the  lake is plagued with them after all and only a kelpie would come to you  now of course. You haul the wood inside and the kelpie is still where  it’s at, almost frozen in place as it watches you.

You turn  and glare back at it. “Go away! There are no children here for you to  eat!” You shout at it before you go back inside.

The next day  when you wake up, there’s a big white seal sitting on your porch. It’s  curled up where the chimney is, huddled against the warm bricks. It’s  kind of cute so you don’t shoo it off right away. It’s better than the  kelpie staring at you. The seal disappears sometime later that day but  it’s back by evening, once again curled next to the warm bricks of the  chimney.

You hear barking one morning and you look outside to  see the seal is gone, but outside the glass door, there’s a weird fur  coat. It’s long in the back and cropped at the front. The spots on it  match the seal. You drop it when you realize that the seal that’s been  warming up by your chimney is no seal it all.

“Fucking  selkie,” you growl. You walk back inside and lock the sliding glass  door. Not only were their kelpies in your lake, there were selkies now  too.

That afternoon there’s a knock on the door, peeking out  from the curtain you see a glamorous looking man. He has deep olive skin  and bright brown eyes. His hair is long and pure white. He’s a little  short and has a belly, but he’s still more beautiful than anyone you’ve  ever seen. He’s wearing the fur coat the selkie left behind, so you know  right away who he is. You shake your head and shut the curtains again.

“But,” you hear him start.

“Go away,” you bark quickly.

“You returned my coat to me that means-”

You scoff and roll your eyes. You open the curtain and point in the  direction of the stairs. “I DROPPED your coat. I didn’t return it to  you. There is a massive difference. Go find someone else to trick into  marriage.”

He stares at you with wide hurt eyes. “It was not a trick. I was genuinely proposing to you.”

You narrow your eyes at him. “What?”

He presses his palms to the glass and you see his hands and forearms  are ebony. “I’ve been watching you since you came to this cabin. Your  painting captivates me and I fell in love with the striking artist.”

You’re taken aback for a moment and then you huff. “Thank you but I  still want you to leave.” You go to shut the curtain when you hear  cracking from the lake. The ice begins to shatter and something lurches  from the water and onto the porch. The selkie jumps and turns to stare.  It’s the kelpie. It rises up on the porch while its tail still hangs in  the water. Their hair continues to cover its face except for its eyes.

“Oh come on!” You stomp your foot.

The selkie glares. “What do you want?”

“The same thing she wants, for you to leave,” the kelpie growls.

“You have no dominion over me babyeater,” the selkie scoffs.

The kelpie snarls and its tail strikes the ice and shatters it further. “That is a gross stereotype!”

You roll your eyes and leave as the two bicker. You find your phone  and you go to the door again. “Both of you need to leave before I call  the cops.”

“I’m here to help you!” The kelpie snaps.

“I didn’t ask for it.”

“You won’t even hear me out!” The selkie pleads.

You frown. “Why should I? I don’t want to be bothered. I think I am  making myself very clear. Why should I trust either one of you?”

“Because maybe one of us cares about you,” The kelpie snarls.

“Yes, I do,” the selkie plants his hands on his chest.

The kelpie slaps his tail again. “You need to think twice before you speak!”

“Oh sure,” the selkie snaps his fingers. “Like you’re one to talk.  Does your kind even have souls or do you just fake it for more babies?”

“That’s it!” The kelpie rises up out of the water and tackles the  selkie, knocking him to the ground. The two start to struggle and fight,  snarling and gnashing while clawing and striking one another. You stare  from the sliding glass window, afraid to even move. Finally you step  outside once you’ve had enough of them destroying your porch.

“Enough! Enough! You two need to stop!” You grab your broom and start beating them with it. “Stop it this instant!”

Several minutes later, both the selkie and kelpie are sitting on  your sofa. You’ve bandaged them both up and are now making them coffee.  You sigh and rub your temples. You had tried to so hard and no this. Two  of them are on your sofa barely holding back from fighting again.

The selkie is Aulay and right now he’s nursing several bite marks  and a tail slap to the left side of his face. The kelpie is Tavish. His  long hair is slicked back from his face. Much like Aulay, he’s taken up a  much more human form. He’s tall and willowy, his skin is mottled white,  dark green, and black. His face is long and gaunt and he wears a horse  skull has a mask. He’s covered in bite marks as well as massive bruising  to his chest from Aulay’s powerful punches

You bring them  their coffee then glare down at them like a mother scolding her  children. “Game show rules,” you reply. “You have two minutes to explain  to me why you both embarrassed yourselves on my porch.”

“I only need a few seconds,” Aulay starts.

“Oh fuck off you cad,” Tavish rolls his eyes.

Aulay tense and he turns to glare at him. “If you’ll let me speak-”

“All you do it talk and talk talk and blah buhblah buhblah,” Tavish hangs his long black tongue from his mouth.

“I am trying to tell the lady my intent and my feelings!” Aulay scolds.

“And what am I trying to do you fat sack of shit? You won’t let anyone else get two words-”

You whistle and it is loud and piercing, stopping the two in their tracks. “You’ve got fifty seconds now,” you scowl.

“I love you!” The two of them blurt at the same time. They then turn to glare at one another and you stand there in shock.

“I love you-” they both do it again at the same time and they start shoving one another.

“Get out!” You stomp towards the door and throw it open. “Both of you! Leave!”

They stand up, Tavish towering over Aulay. They so stark in  comparison. Their contrast really is startling. Tavish looks more rugged  while Aulay looks more glamorous. True opposites.

“But, please-” Aulay starts.

“You have to understand,” Tavish steps forward.

You gnash your teeth. “Please! Just get out of my home just get-”  you suddenly clamp your hands over your face. You can’t stop it as the  wave comes over you. You tremble and start to sob. Your shoulders shake  and you wail out loudly. Aulay and Tavish just stand there for a moment.  You fall to your knees and fall forward onto the floor, weeping  uncontrollably.

Aulay closes the door and Tavish kneels down  beside you. He rubs your back and murmurs softly to you, his gravelly  voice gentle and soothing. Aulay turns back into a seal and rolls up  beside you. His smooth, plump body is warm and feels nice. You continue  to sob until you feel physically exhausted. Your eyes hurt and you  shudder every time your breathe.

“Are you alright?” Aulay asks.

You sit up and Tavish places a cold hand on your face. It feels nice against the pain of your eyes.

“I’ve never seen her once cry here,” Tavish murmurs. “How long as that been building up?” He asks.

“Two years,” you murmur.

Tavish then scoops you up in his arms and carries you over to the  sofa. He lays you down and Aulay appears at the end of the sofa,  returned to human form. He lays his coat on you and Tavish keeps his  cold hand pressed against your raw and swollen eyes.

“I’m sorry,” Aulay starts as he takes hold of your hand.

“Yeah…same,” Tavish huffs.

You sniffle and your lip trembles. “Why did you have to say that?”

“Because we are sorry,” Tavish says then Aulay elbows him hard.

“She means what we said before, baby eater.” Aulay squeezes your  hand. “It’s true. Well, I can’t speak for this one, nor do I want to,  but I love you. I’ve been admiring you for so long. Your art and the way  you paint inspires me.”

“You told me to fuck off that one  time and that really got to me. I felt I met someone who understood me,”  Tavish murmured lovingly. “You did it again the other day and I knew  you were my soulmate.”

Aulay stares at him in disbelief. “Fucking really?”

You snort and chuckle. “Yeah? Really?”

“I don’t like many people,” Tavish replies. “But I liked you.”

You squeeze Aulay’s hand back. “You two…are really weird.” You sigh and before you know it, you’re out like a light.

You wake up some time that evening and find Aulay and Tavish are  still there. Aulay is a seal again and is laid between your legs at the  back of the sofa. Tavish has his head rested on your lap and he’s  reverted to his kelpie form.

You sit up and look down at both  of them. Your eyes still hurt and you want nothing more than a hot  shower. You manage to slip your legs free without waking either of them.  Replacing your legs with a pillow and a blanket so they didn’t realize  you were gone.

You go to the bathroom and you flinch when you  see yourself in a mirror. “God, someone would have to love me to stick  around like that,” you grumble. You turn on the shower and step into it.  You sigh with relief as the hot water hits you. You’ve not cried like  that in well, actually, you’ve never cried like that. Even when your  husband told you he wanted the divorce. Even as he confessed his love to  the orc named Rovin. You never cried like that. Until those two morons  appeared and confessed, you had never truly broken down. You felt  lighter today. And aside from the aching of your eyes, you’ve not felt  this good in a long time.

When you leave the bathroom you look  down the hall and see them staring at you. You sigh smile at them.  “Good morning,” you murmur then walk into your bedroom to change into  clean clothes.

“Is she being nice?” You hear Aulay whisper.

Tavish hisses at him. “Shut up, you’ll ruin it.”

You chuckle and get dressed. After stepping out of the bedroom you  see them waiting in the living room. They’re both in human form again.  Aulay is clutching his coat and Tavish has the mask pushed away from his  face. You smile at them and approach them unsurely.

“I’m not used to having company,” you murmur. “You’ll have to give me time.”

“We have time,” Tavish starts.

Aulay nods but stays quiet.

You sigh and relax your shoulders. “All I ask is that you give me  that. Also,” you point to the porch. “You’re going to fix that.”

Aulay looks a little distraught but Tavish sighs and pops his neck.  “Fine,” Tavish replies. “As long as it got my foot in the door.”

Aulay glares back at him. “How are we supposed to fix it?” he asks.

“I’ll go buy supplies, but you two will put the work in.” You got into the kitchen to make something to eat.

You got into town that afternoon and buy the supplies to fix your  porch. When you come back, the two of them are cleaning up the mess.  Well, Tavish is doing most of the heavy work while Aulay sweeps away the  snow. You give them the supplies and then head back inside.

You hear them bickering more than actually working and you can’t help  but laugh sometimes. At one point, Aulay comes in complaining about a  splinter in his hand.

“Ok,” you sigh and roll your eyes. You  sit down with him and look at his hand. His hands and forearms at pitch  black, they feel silky smooth to the touch and you wonder how pleasant  his hands would be elsewhere. “Where does it hurt?” You ask.

He flexes his palm slightly and motions to under his pinky. “It hurts right there.”

“It’s hard to see,” you reply. You shine a light on it and see a  small something sticking out. Using tweezers you remove the tiny sliver.

“Oh, thank you,” Aulay sighs. He beams at you and you can’t help be  taken by his good looks. He really is quite enchanting. His dark skin  and white hair, his deep eyes and swoon-worthy smile.

You return his smile. “No problem.”

Aulay tilts his head as he looks at you. “How do you feel?” He asks. “After last night-”

“I feel better,” you murmur. “I think what happened last night may  have been needed.” You chuckle and touch his hand again. “Now, get back  to work. It isn’t fair to Tavish.”

He pouts and stands back up. “I was hoping we could talk some. Just us, one on one.”

“We have time for that,” you say with a shrug. “No need to rush anything.”

He takes your hand and kisses the inside of your palm. “You’re  right,” he sighs. “I suppose I’m just impatient.” He goes back outside.  You follow him, walking out onto the porch to see how much they’ve  accomplished. Tavish looks up at you, his eyes glowing brightly for a  moment before he ducks his head back down.

“Keep up the good  work,” you tell them. “If you two are any good at repairs I may keep you  around,” you tease them before heading back inside.

You feed them lunch that afternoon, Aulay happily eats while Tavish eats sparsely and pokes at what is on his plate.

“If it isn’t a baby you won’t touch it?” Aulay smirks.

Tavish glares at him. “Stop saying that,” he snarls.

You go to him and touch his shoulder and he tenses up immediately. “Is there something else I could get for you?”

Aulay opens his mouth and you shoot him a dirty look. His mouth shuts immediately.

“No, it’s fine,” he murmurs. He smiles at you. “I’m not a big eater.”

They continue to work for the next couple of days. You always make  them lunch and then they go on their way around evening, always to  return come morning. When the porch is fixed you decide to reward their  efforts and make a big meal. You know Aulay will eat just about anything  but you’re worried about what to serve Tavish.

You go to him  one day while Aulay naps near the chimney inside. He’s in the water just  before your house, lurking under the porch. You kneel down and ease  over the edge to look down at him. He looks up at you with wide, yellow  eyes glowing.

“Is something wrong?” he asks.

“Kind  of,” you reply. “I’m trying to make a nice dinner for you two and I have  no idea what to serve you. You always pick at the food, what can I make  you?”

Tavish huffs and shifts in the water. His long hair  floats on the surface and looks like shimmering oil. “It’s not that I  don’t enjoy the food,” he mutters. “But it’s not what I need.”

“Is it babies?” You ask.

“Don’t talk like him!” Tavish snaps then huffs. “I mean, well…humans are a component of how I feed.”

“Tell me,” you say.

“Physical contact,” he says. “I feed off the energy of humans. Blood  is especially appetizing, but I don’t like to hurt anyone.”

“Can you come inside then?” You ask and you stand up.

You watch as Tavish rises out from below the porch and he climbs up  beside you. You lift your hand and remove the bandage from the cut on  your finger. “I cut myself cutting onions,” you say. “Here.”

He flinches and his breath hitches. He takes hold of your hand, his  body is freezing cold and his skin is slippery. He slowly touches his  lips to your finger and his chilled tongue laps at your finger. His eyes  closed and he dips his head down.

“Hey,” Aulay grunts as he steps outside. “What’s this?”

“I’m feeding Tavish.” You reply.

Aulay puts his arms around your waist and leans his cheek to your  shoulder. He’s so warm and he smells good. “Then feed me too.”

You feel your face burn. You’ve never felt this level of intimacy in years and it’s coming from two sides.

Tavish pulls away from your finger, his dark tongue hanging out as  he does. He huffs and licks his lips. “Thank you,” he murmurs.

“Of course,” you gasp, your cheeks burning bright. “Uhm,” you touch  Aulay’s hands around your waist. “I should go inside and finish  cooking.”

“Yeah, I need to cool off a moment,” Tavish plunks back into the water.

Aulay follows you inside and captures your hand. “Why did you do that?”

“You eat everything I feed you, Tavish never seems to want anything.  I just wanted to do something nice for him.” Your cheeks are still  burning and having beautiful Aulay there doesn’t help.

Aulay smirks slightly. “I was hoping I would be the first you showed affection to.”

You chuckle and you touch his cheek, you kiss his temple and his eyes go wide. “Something like that?”

He turns away, cupping his hand over his mouth. “That was unexpected.”

“Go relax back by the fire,” you tell him. You run your fingers  through his hair. “I have a lot of work to do for this dinner.”

Aulay glances back at you, his lips parted slightly. “Ok,” he then kisses your cheek before he leaves your side.

Once dinner is ready you invite Tavish inside. You notice his face  looks less gaunt and his hair stays away from his handsome face. He sits  down at the table and you serve him and Aulay wine.

“This is a treat,” Aulay sighs dreamily as he takes a sip.

Tavish sniffs at it and makes a face. He sips then sticks his tongue out. “Your blood tasted better than this.”

You’re not sure why that makes your heart hammer. “Then give it to Aulay.”

Aulay takes the glass from him and chuckles. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had wine. You best not over serve me.”

“Yes, you don’t want your blubber to get too drunk,” Tavish sighs.

“Hey, his blubber is cute,” you say and Aulay’s face immediately  turns red. He turns to eating, smiling to himself as he does.

You watch them eat, Aulay enjoying himself and Tavish actually seems to  have an appetite. He eats slow but more than you’ve ever seen him eat  before.

“I’m never realized…” you murmur. “What I mean to say  is-” you’re not sure how to get what you want to say out. “I’m sorry,”  you start.

“For what?” Aulay gasps.

“The way I  treated you before,” you murmur. “I was prejudiced towards monsters  because my husband left me for one.” You feel tears sting your eyes  again. “I’m sorry I was so mean to you.”

Tavish and Aulay both  move around the table. Tavish kisses your cheek and Aulay kisses the  other. They both wipe away your tears and continue to touch and kiss  you. Aulay nuzzles to your hair as Tavish’s cold lips trail down your  neck. You quiver as they continue to touch you. You tilt your head,  meeting Aulay’s kiss. It’s warm and strong like a cup of coffee. His  skin is silky and smooth. You then turn your head, meeting Tavish’s  kiss. His lips are cold but his skin feels like cool water. You pull  back, catching your breath.

“Is this ok?” Aulay asks.

You nod. “It is uhm-” you cup your hands over your face. “Give me a moment.”

Tavish touches your back and Aulay kisses the top of your head. You  move your hands away and stand up. “Let’s go sit before the fire.” Your  heart is pounding like mad. You sit on the floor before the fire and  Aulay and Tavish each take a side.

Aulay takes hold of your  hand, kissing your palm and then up your arms. Tavish snuggles in close,  breathing on your neck and then nibbling your ear. You place your palm  on Tavish’s thigh and you turn to meet Aulay’s kiss as it climbs up your  arm. Aulay then moves you into Tavish’s lap with your back pressed  against his chest. You shiver, watching as Aulay slowly unbuttons your  blouse. He kisses your exposed skin and runs his soft hands down your  sides.

Tavish tilts your chin up, kissing you and parting your  lips. His cool tongue traces your lips and he nibbles your bottom lip.  His cold hands pet down your chest and he tugs up your bra. You squirm  for a moment until his cool fingertips swirl around your nipples and  bring them to hard peaks.

“Did you two plan this?” You swallow your heart back into your throat.

“We agreed to share,” Tavish chuckles into your ear. “We weren’t sure we could play nice though.”

Aulay tugs down your pants and touches the laces of your panties.  “We figured if you stayed inbetween us we wouldn’t fight.” He kisses  your panties and nuzzles to your mound.

“Is that ok?” Tavish purrs in your ear.

You kiss Tavish and nod. “It is,” you whisper.

Aulay pushes your panties aside and he bites back a seductive grin.  He kisses your folds and slowly opens you up. “What beauty,” he moans.

You twitch and Tavish kisses your cheek. “Is something wrong?”

“No uhm-” you gulp down a breath. “I haven’t…I mean…it’s been so long since.”

Aulay looks offended. “How long?” He asks.

You bite your lip. “Almost four years,” you admit.

“And has the orgasm ever been a proper one?” Aulay looks heated and angry. “Because I will not let that stand!”

“I’ve never…well…until now it didn’t seem necessary.”

Aulay grins and you melt a little. “Let me take care of that then.”  He dips down, kissing your belly and mound. He opens you again, his warm  tongue lapping along your slit and swirling around your barely touched  clit.

You whimper and Tavish traces his fingertips around your  lips. He places his cold fingers on your tongue, watching you as Aulay  makes your expression melt.

“Does he feel good?” Tavish snarls  into your ear. His panting is seductive, his dar and gravelly voice  right in your ear are enough to make your knees weak. “Mmm,” he moans.  “I can smell you.” He freehand pets down your chest. “I can hear you  growing wetter. I can feel your body growing warmer. He must feel good.”

You whimper and press against his chest. His free hand gropes your  breasts and teases your nipples. You suck on his finger in your mouth as  Aulay kisses and licks your neglected sex. His tongue slips inside you,  long and warm. The bridge of his nose ruts to your clit and you begin  to shiver.

“Doesn’t that feel nice?” Tavish snarls at you  again. “Two strong, virile creatures worshipping your body?” He moans  again, panting. “Their hands all over you, their mouths wanting to taste  you.” He licks your neck and you gasp. Aulay’s eyes flick up, meeting  your heady gaze.

“Look at him,” Tavish growls. “See in his eyes how much he wants you?”

You whimper, swallowing and then crying out. Your body spasms and  your back arches. Aulay’s long lashes flutter as your inner walls  contract around his tongue. When he pulls back, your juices are smeared  all over his lovely mouth and chin. He licks his lips and chuckles.

“How was it?” He purrs, smug as can be.

You’re limp and lax in Tavish’s embrace, gasping for breath. Your  body feels in shock. It’s been so long since you’ve had that aching  release. You nod and Aulay kisses you. You kiss him back, hungry and  grateful.

“I’m glad,” Aulay whispers. “Now don’t worry, we’ll catch you up. Four years worth, correct?“

You feel Tavish shift behind you. He trades with Aulay, placing you  in his warm lap. Aulay hugs you, kissing your neck as cheek.  “Comfortable?” His cock is hard and hot, it rubs to your folds from  between your legs.

You nod and stroke him. “You feel nice.”

He chuckles and squeezes you again. “I’m glad.”

“Hey,” Tavish’s lip curls as he ties his hair back. “Pay attention  here.” He kneels down between your legs. He guides Aulay’s thick cock  inside you. Aulay grunts, moaning into your ear. You gasp, squeezing  around him as he stuffs your full. Tavish licks your lips and clit as  Aulay snugly fits inside you. His bright, yellow eyes flick up to you as  Aulay rolls his hips.

You gasp and shiver, clamping around  Aulay’s cock. It feels so good inside you. Tavish’s cool tongue feels  amazing on your sensitive clit. Aulay’s moans are sexy, his voice rich  and deep. He pants into your ear, kissing your neck and cheek often.

“You’re so warm,” he moans. “You feel so good…so tight.”

You whimper. “You’re stretching me,” you pant.

He chuckles then groans, his cock throbbing inside. “I’m glad.”

Tavish’s eyes flick up, watching you as you bounce in Aulay’s lap.  He lifts up, kissing you and biting your lip. “Do you like it?” he asks.  He reaches down, swirling his cold fingertip around your clit. “Does  his dick feel good inside?”

You moan and he kisses you again,  his tongue swirling around in your mouth. He pulls back, staring into  your eyes. “Does Aulay feel good inside?”

You nod. “Yes, he feels so good,” you whimper.

Tavish grins wickedly. “You hear that, pretty boy? She likes you.”

Aulay tilts his chin up and you watch as he and Tavish kiss. You  feel a surge of excitement watching them and your inner walls clamp  tight around Aulay’s cock. Tavish chuckles as he pulls away from Aulay.

“Did you like that, pretty boy?” He asks.

Aulay whimpers but sighs a lovely, “yes.”

Tavish kisses him again and they both moan. Tavish then moves,  kissing you then making your kiss Aulay. You feel Aulay quiver inside  you and he moans as his cock throbs and twitches. Tavish’s fingers tap  your clit, making your thighs spasm and your back arch. The peak that  builds floods your body as Aulay’s seed floods your womb. Tavish grins  as both of you come undone.

“You both look happy,” he growls. “Was it good?”

Aulay grunts, “very good,” he moans. “I’ve never felt such a  pleasure before.” His cum is already globbing out of you. Tavish eases  Aulay’s cock from inside you and smears the dripping cum around your  folds. He bites his lip, obviously enjoying the sight.

“Tavish,” you whimper and reach for him.

He kisses you, pulling you into his arms. “I can’t wait anymore,” he whines.

You smile at him. “You don’t have to.”

Aulay lays his fur down on the ground and you lay your back on it.  Tavish’s cock is long and massive, the head flat and flared. He rubs it  at your folds, coating himself in your cream and Aulay’s seed.

Aulay lays beside you, kissing you and running his hand up and down  your body. He reaches down opening you up as Tavish moves into place.  You grunt and bite your cheek, feeling Tavish stretch you from the  moment he presses inside. Aulay was thick too so you were grateful he  went first. You shiver as you feel Tavish move inside you.

Aulay’s touches your belly where Tavish’s cock makes you bulge. “How does he feel?” He whispers into your ear.

“So big,” you moan.

“Does he feel good?” Aulay purrs.

Tavish chuckles. “Wanna find out, pretty boy?” He smacks Aulay’s ass, making him whimper.

“You’d probably like that wouldn’t you?” Aulay throws at him.

“I wouldn’t mind trying,” Tavish winks. “Maybe I’d like you to try me too.”

Aulay moans, kissing you hungrily at Tavish’s suggestive words.

Above you, Tavish moans, his hips shaking as he starts to move  faster. He grunts, gritting his teeth as he watches himself disappear  inside you.

“Kiss him.” You whisper to Aulay.

He  nods, sitting up and capturing Tavish’s face. Tavish looks at him with  need and the two kiss. It’s hungry at first then it turns sweet, their  faces pleasured and gentle. When they part, their eyes look deeply into  one another’s. It makes you shiver and you squeeze around Tavish like a  vice.

“You’re a handsome couple,” you moan.

Tavish chuckles. “She likes us playing nice.”

Aulay smirks. “I like it too.” He kisses Tavish’s neck and stroke  his hand down his chest. He then eases back down, laying beside you and  kissing you. He reaches down, rubbing your clit in slow circles.

“Fuck,” Tavish snarls from above.

“I think he’s close,” Aulay whispers into your ear. “What about you?”

You whimper, clinging to him and kissing him. “Yeah,” you gasp for  breath. “Your fingers….faster.” He obeys your command and your voice  chokes in your throat. You feel like you’re levitating off the ground.  Your body spasms all over. Your toes curls and the arches of your feet  ache. You can’t feel your fingers and you’ve forgotten how to breathe.

Tavish roars out and he pulls out, his cum oozing from inside of you  as well as spattering along your belly. He gasps and shivers, falling  down beside you in a heap. He shivers and his legs kick but he looks at  peace.

You kiss him, reviving him a little. He smiles dopey and Aulay kisses him as well. “That was…wow,” he whispers.

You giggle as Tavish nuzzles to your neck. “It’s been so long,” you moan. “I’ve never felt this way before.”

“You’ll feel it all the time now,” Aulay purrs. “The three of us.” He presses your back to his chest and hugs you tight.

Tavish nuzzles between your breasts, sighing happily.

You wake up sometime later, still sandwiched between them. You pick  up Aulay’s fur and drape it around the three of you. You snuggle with  them and smile, feeling warm and safe for the first time in so long.

“You did it,” Aulay whispers, kissing the nape of your neck.

“Shh,” you hiss. “Tavish is sleeping.”

“No,” Tavish growls. “Now why did you have to go and do that.”

Aulay giggles happily. “Because she loves us.”

Tavish grumbles. “Fuck.”

You smile, kissing both of them. “Play nice boys or I’ll make you  kiss again.” They kiss anyways and you beam. “I do love you,” you  whisper. “I love Aulay and I love Tavish.”

“I knew it,” Aulay whispers back. “I love you.”

Tavish nips your shoulder. “I love you too. And well…maybe Aulay.”

“Oh wow,” Aulay chuckles. “He admits it finally. Well then, I  suppose I can concede this draw and admit my feelings for Tavish are  more than I intended.”

You smile wide, feeling too lucky to be surrounded by so much affection and warmth. “You’re both so cute.”

Aulay sits up and stretches. “You two relax, I’ll take care of  breakfast.” He goes naked into the kitchen and Tavish takes the time to  wrap himself around you.

“Am I too cold?” He asks.

“No,” you nuzzle to his chest. “I don’t mind it.”

He kisses the top of your head. “Last night was amazing.”

“It was,” you whisper. “Both of you felt so good. I’ve never felt that way before in my entire life.”

Tavish kisses your neck and chest, his hands petting down your  sides. “When you’re up to it again we’ll do it all over again and again  and again.”

Aulay comes back. “I ordered out,” he chuckles as he places himself between you two.

Tavish snarls at him but stops when Aulay snuggles his back into his chest. “Fuck, you’re warm,” Tavish moans.

Aulay kisses you, touching your face and stroking his smooth palms down your body. “What were we talking about?”

“About how good you felt,” you giggle. “And about what a good kisser you are.”

Aulay smirks, turning his head to kiss Tavish. “He’s ok too.”

Tavish sticks his tongue out at him and firmly gropes his rear.

You snuggle to Aulay’s warm chest and pet his soft belly. “You’re both good,” you reply. “And different. It’s nice.”

“You felt amazing,” Aulay coos. “I never wanted to part from you.  All I want is to kiss and touch you. I want to worship your body  properly.”

“I’d like that,” you giggle.

Tavish scoffs. “You’d think you were the only one there.”

“You know you liked watching,” Aulay smirks back at him. “You got to enjoy not just one beautiful body, but two.”

Tavish bites his shoulder and Aulay moans. “I’ll give you something to watch.”

“Ok you two,” you chuckle. “You promise to behave.”

“Only when you’re between us,” Aulay bites his lip.

You sit up and crawl in between them. “Ok, better.” You chuckle as  they both kiss you. You take hold of their hands, squeezing them tight.  You close your eyes and smile as they snuggle with you.

/////

You’ve made a life for yourself at the lakehouse. Initially, it had  been a place of escape for you. But now, it was home. You had made a  life for yourself, and even better, you had healed. You were also loved  and treasured by two amazing creatures.

Tavish and Aulay had  been nothing more than pests to you in the beginning. They fought and  bickered, and you had tried to keep them out of your life. Somehow they  snuck in, and you never wanted to let them go.

Tavish was a  Kelpie, and despite all the horror stories surrounding them, he was  nothing more than grumpy. Aulay was a Selkie, and with his vain  tendencies, he had a big heart. Both of them loved you and loved one  another. It was a happy little setup. Winters have come and gone, and  now your third winter with them was approaching.

You had  heard some of the old folks talking, saying that this year was going to  be one hell of a winter. Although you thought, they said that every  year, and every year the winters all felt the same. Cold, snowy, a  blizzard at the end of January, and that was it.  You weren’t going to  be too picky about it, after all having Tavish and Aulay around made the  longer winters bearable.

During the days, the two of them  went out and did what they needed to do. Tavish needed the water, so he  swam to keep himself hydrated. Aulay still had family in the area so he  would visit them during the days. The two would eventually come back,  begging for your attention and affection. To be honest, you wanted  theirs as well.

The fire is warm and cozy, and as you relax  beside it, the sliding glass door opens wide, letting in snow and ice  with the harsh winds.

“Tavish!” You snap as you sit up on the sofa. “Hurry up and close the door!”

“Sorry,” he skitters inside, hitting his head on the doorframe.  “Sorry.” He stands there, tall and gangly as snow settles on his cold  skin. His long hair covers his face and as he slinks inside. He’s so  tall and angular, but the way he moves, it’s like he’s still underwater.

You stand up from the sofa, grabbing a towel from the  bathroom and you go to him, rubbing him down, so he dries. He’s a Kelpie  so he never completely dries. The entire time you’ve known him, his  hair has never once been dry.

“Thanks,” he says, touching your cheek and brushing your hair back.

“It’s really coming down out there,” you sigh. You glance out the door, seeing barely anything but the white of the snow.

“Another storm I’d say,” Tavish murmurs. “It’s a good thing you went shopping when you did, or you’d have to eat Aulay.”

I frown up at him. “Look who’s talking,” you playfully pop his arm.

Tavish chuckles, his long fingers brushing down your side. “You  sound jealous when you say that. You know you’re my favorite snack,  love.” He dips down to kiss you when the door opens again.

Aulay comes in, shaking snow from himself and letting his coat slip  down his bare shoulders. “It is really coming down out there!”

Tavish growls under his breath. “We were just saying.”

“I’ll go get you a towel,” You say, dashing off to the bathroom  again. You return, wrapping a towel around Aulay. Unlike Tavush, it  usually didn’t take long for Aulay to dry. He was also warm and soft and  he somehow always smelled so good. Tavish had the lingering scent of  water on him, not that it was terrible, it just depended on out the lake  smelled.

“Thanks,” Aulay sighs.

Tavish tugs you  back, giving you the kiss that Aulay interrupted. You pet his cheek,  gently brushing aside his hair. “Welcome home,” you murmur. “Did you  both have a good outing?”

Tavish turns you around where you  meet Aulay’s kiss next. “Very much so,” Aulay replies. He then points to  Tavish. “Although this one here was eager to get back. He rushed me  until he left me.”

Tavish huffs, his hair flapping. “You kept slowing down.”

“Because I couldn’t see!” Aulay barks at him. “It’s coming down out  there like a thick sheet.” His warm hand sneaks under your shirt. “Trust  me, I was just as eager to get home as you were.”

You  sidestep them. Swerving out of friendly fire and going down the hall.  “Well, if you two are done with the daily bicker, I’d like to go get  laundry done just in case the power does decide to go out.”

You collect dirty laundry from the bathroom and bedroom. One good thing  about Tavish was that he never wore clothes, so he rarely ever made  laundry. Aulay had a ‘fashion sense’ and liked to wear comfortable  pajamas around the house. Yet somehow he made more laundry than you did.

You collect the sheets off the bed and head to the laundry  room. You separate things and load up the first wash. As you’re cleaning  out the lint trap, you hear a loud thud from the kitchen.

“What was that?” You ask, leaning out the door.

“Tavish tripped,” Aulay sighs.

You walk out into the living room as Tavish lifts himself from the  ground. “I got dizzy all of a sudden.” His voice sounds strange. It  sound slighter and breathier.

“Are you ok?” You ask, walking out towards him.

Tavish turns towards you, and his eyes are glowing bright. He tilts  his head back, exposing his long next. “I feel, strange,” he whispers.

You glance over to Aulay, narrowing your eyes. “Did you hit him or something?”

Aulay’s eyes flash open, and he gasps. “No!” He scoffs. “I would  never do such a thing.” He places his hand on his chest. “Why would I  ever do such a thing?”

You glance back to Tavish who is  standing up but seems a little off. “Well then,” you grumble and wave  your hand to Tavish. “What’s wrong with him?”

Tavish sighs and  swallows. “I’m ok,” he says, his regular voice returning. “Just had a  dizzy spell or something.” He shakes his head and narrows his eyes. “I’m  fine. I’m fine.”

You glance back to Aulay and walk towards  Tavish. “Maybe you should lay down,” you guide him to the sofa. “Just  relax a bit, ok?”

“Yeah, yeah,” he says. “Sure.” He lays back and takes another deep breath.

Aulay walks with you back to the laundry room. “Something is weird,” he murmurs. “I smelled something, just after he fell.”

“Like what?” You look at him, meeting his worried gaze.

Aulay frowns a bit. “I’m not too sure,” he keeps his voice low. “But  I have a feeling out little Tavish may be reaching his sexual peak.”

You snort and cover your mouth, trying to keep from laughing. “Ok, what?”

Aulay frowns at you. “Hush,” he hisses. “Kelpie’s mature in  different stages,” he tells you. “Tavish has been around for a long  time, but he’s still considered young for a Kelpie. He’s reached a  certain level of sexual maturity, but he has yet to completely mature.”

Aulay’s expression is serious, so you take in what he says. “So what’s full maturity then?”

He looks at you, pouting slightly and his brows are pinched  together. “He’s been able to raise the mast and put it work, as we both  know,” he sighs. “But, so to speak, he’s not been able to let the crew  off board.”

You stare at him and shake your head slowly.  “Aulay, speak like a normal damn person. I have no idea what the heck  that means at all!”

“His juice has no pulp,” Aulay adds.

“No,” you shake your head.

Aulay grimaces. “His seed does not bear fruit.”

You glare at him. “So you’re saying, up until now, his cum has been basically just lube for you?”

Aulay’s grimace deepens. “Ok well,” he scoffs. “You don’t gotta put it like that.”

“Yous aid he couldn’t let the crew off deck, I think we’re both  losers here.” You close the dryer and turn back to Aulay. “So basically,  Tavish is going to go into heat?”

Aulay huffs. “Probably,” he replies. “He’ll go into heat, and he won’t stop until he’s let every viral drop out.”

You swat Aulay’s butt. “I hope you’re ready for that.”

Aulay swats you back. “I hope you are too!” He huffs. “He’s going to  be more interested in pumping you full than me.” He then smirks. “Then  again, that should be a fairly good show.”

You sniff and step  away from him, walking back out towards the living room. “Once you see  him all in heat and in need you’re going to be on him in an instant.”

Aulay follows behind you, and as you walk into the living room, you  see Tavish slumped in the sofa. He’s breathing hard, and his cock is in  his fist. He’s moaning and gasping, stroking himself.

“Oh,” Aulay gasps behind you.

You sigh, and your shoulders droop. “That came on fast.”

Tavish snarls, pushing himself off the sofa and towering over you.  “I feel hot,” he growls. “I can’t stop touching myself.” He reaches  down, stroking his cock again.

Aulay fidgets behind you, and you can tell he’s getting hard too. “What do we do?”

You look up at Tavish. “Go lay down on the bed,” you tell him. “I just put clean sheets on it so it’ll be nice and comfy.”

“I don’t wants sheets,” Tavish snarls.

“Babe, I know,” you say, holding up both hands. “But maybe relaxing will help you out and get you chilled out.”

Tavish smirks, licking his chops. “What about you?”

You glance back at Aulay then up to Tavish again. “What about me?” You swallow down the nervous lump in your throat.

“Are you going to come in and help me relax?” Tavish pants. He’s  still stroking himself, and you have to admit, seeing him on such  display like that was a bit of turn on.

You bite your lip and nod. “Give me a moment,” you tell him. “I’ll come in and do all I can for you, ok?”

Tavish whimpers and his breath catches. “I really need you,” he says. “I…I wouldn’t ask if it didn’t feel so…painful.”

Your heart aches. “I’m sorry,” you whisper. “It hurts?”

Tavish nods. “It’s different this time,” he moans. “The need it…it  only grows and I can’t-” he gasps softly, and a river of precum starts  to dribble from the tip.

You look back at Aulay and then take Tavish by the hand. “Come on, let’s go.”

The three of you go into the bedroom. Tavish climbs up onto the bed,  laying down. You manage to brush his hand away from his cock, and you  take it into your fist. You pump slowly, licking the tip as it continues  to dribble precum.

Tavish whimpers and moans, fidgeting in the bed as if uncomfortable.

Aulay joins you, his black tongue lapping at Tavish’s shaft as you  suck his tip. Tavish props up on his elbows, looking down at the two of  you. Tavish’s lashes flutter, and he licks his lips. Aulay sits up,  kissing Tavish hungrily. Their moans sound good in your ears, and you’ve  come to a point of arousal that needs tending to.

You trade  places with Aulay, kissing Tavish as his hands roam your body. You strip  off your clothes, and Tavish grabs you. He kisses you in desperation,  throwing you down onto the bed and grabbing your ankles.

“Tavish, wait-” you gasp.

Tavish rubs himself on your cunt, snarling and moaning. You mewl  softly, reaching out for Aulay. Aulay stills Tavish, making him go  gently. Aulay guides Tavish, watching as his cock impales you.

You gasp, and your mouth hangs open. Somehow, Tavish feels bigger than before, he also feels warm inside you.

“Easy now, easy,” Aulay whispers to Tavish. His fingers rubbing your  clit. “Just because you need it doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy her.”  Aulay kisses Tavish’s chest and neck, moaning softly to him.

“Don’t you feel how amazing she is?” Aulay looks into your eyes. “Isn’t she warm and wet? And she’s all for you.”

Tavish  snarls, frustrated Aulay won’t let him move the way he wants. “Yes,” he  grunts. Tavish looks down at you. “She’s so good.”

You mewl and  fidget letting him go a bit deeper. You gasp, Aulay’s warm fingers are  somewhat magic. Already, you feel the bliss roll over you, and you arch  back on the bed. Grunting and moaning, squeezing tight around Tavish’s  cock.

Tavish snarls, pushing Aulay back and driving himself deep  inside you. He pushes you down, holding your legs back as he thrusts his  thick cock inside. You gasp and shudder, only able to be along for his  wild ride.

Aulay scrambles back onto the bed, trying to coax Tavish to be calm with kisses and bites. It only drives Tavish to go harder.

“Babe,” Aulay moans. “What about me?”

Tavish slows, panting and grunting. He looks at Aulay, his nostrils flared and eyes wide. “What do you want?” He murmurs.

Aulay bites his lip and chuckles. “Same thing as you.”

Tavish  lets you go, and your legs fall down. Your thighs are trembling, and  Tavish continues to move inside you. You sigh, lounging back as Tavish  slows. He then lays over top of you as Aulay moves behind him.

“What’s going on?” You murmur.

Tavish  kisses you, moaning softly. He jerks suddenly, groaning as Aulay enters  him. Tavish chuckles softly. “I didn’t want to leave you, so I’m  letting him play.”

You gasp softly, Tavish has never let Aulay top  him before. You wrap your arms around his neck, smiling up at him. “How  does it feel?”

Tavish moans suddenly, and his body trembles as  Aulay starts to move. “Strange but…oh fuck-” he throbs inside you,  Aulay’s own movements making him thrust inside you. “He feels good.”

You giggle, kissing him and sighing. “You feel good,” you moan. “Are you going to cum in me?”

Tavish grunts, hissing as he tries to restrains himself. “Have I earned it?”

You chuckle, hitching a leg around his waist. “It’s a special day, I think you’ve earned it.”

Aulay moans and sigh above Tavish. “How is it?” He asks.

“You’re doing great,” you moan out.

Tavish  starts to move his hips, pushing into you then thrusting back into  Aulay. You kiss him, moaning as the motions become deeper and harder.  You can hear Aulay and his pleasured voice as he sings out.

Soon,  Tavish throws his head back, snarling and grunting. He thrusts and jerks  until he’s throbbing inside you. He whimpers and hisses as he now  potent seed stuffs you full. You shudder, twitching slightly as the heat  of his seed fills you and overtakes you. You moan and grip the sheets,  writhing as you peak again.

Aulay howls, bucking a few times  before he stills. After a few silent moments, the three of you are all  limp and sated on the bed. You’re a chorus of heavy breathing and sighs.  You stretch, and you body bops.

Tavish lays his arm over you huffing as he turns his head. “You ok?” He asks.

You smile at him. “I’m not the one who went into a sudden and very painful heat,” you reply. “Are you ok?”

“Not sure,” he murmurs. “I still feel a little strange but-” he smirks. “I guess I’m pretty good, considering.”

Aulay curls up to your back. “I never thought you’d ever let me do that,” he says to Tavish.

“I  was desperate,” Tavish growls. “I didn’t want to leave her unattended,  nor did I think I could pull out of her,” he chuckles. “I didn’t hate it  as much as I thought I would.”

You giggle, kissing his neck. “You seemed to enjoy it quite a bit.”

“Don’t get used to it,” Tavish pouts. “I don’t want you getting spoiled.”

“Oh, we’re way past that!” Aulay laughs.

You  snuggle back down between them, feeling Tavish’s still very warm cum  inside you. You fidget, not really wanting it to spill out.

“I just changed these sheets,” you snicker.

Tavish  pulls you into his arms, kissing you and sighing softly. “Don’t worry,  I’ll do the next load.” He then smirks wickedly. “In several ways.”

“Hey now, let her be,” Aulay grunts. “You did a number on her just now.”

Tavish leans over, kissing Aulay and biting his lip. “Maybe next time I should just use you. Would you prefer that?”

Aulay huffs, hiding his face in your hair.

“That’s what I thought,” Tavish lays back down and sighs. “I can feel it build again,” he murmurs. “But I feel so tired.”

“Coffee?” You suggest.

Tavish bites your cheek “Very funny.”

The  three of you soon fall asleep. When you wake up, you slip off the bed,  putting on a robe. The power is out, so you turn on the emergency  generator long enough to make a pot of coffee.

You feel sore  below, but it’s a good feeling. You have a feeling that when Tavish  wakes up, his newfound potency will wake with him. You go to the sliding  glass door, looking out at the sea of white before you.

“Power’s out?” Tavish murmurs as he comes up behind you.

You nod. “I’ll need you to go get firewood soon.”

Tavish takes your cup of coffee from your hand and sips it. “Fine,” he grunts.

“How do you feel?” You turn around, looking up at him.

“Better,” he murmurs. “Maybe it was just that once.”

You frown, and he laughs. “Just kidding love,” he presses you against the glass. “I woke up with an appetite.”

“What about Aulay?” You mewl as he kisses your neck.

Tavish chuckles. “He’s still asleep, I didn’t have the heart to wake him.”

“That’s not the wood the lady asked you to fetch,” Aulay snarls from behind.

Tavish  turns and grins. “Just in time to join us,” he holds his hand out.  “Before we have to go into the cold, why not get warm first?”

Aulay huffs and takes his hand. “Why not indeed?”