"I think..." Ty yawned. "I think you're right... Rhea. I'm still really tired."
Rhea nodded. "Let me take you back to your room."
The two vixens walked down the hallway, Ty once again snuggling into Rhea's side. She felt much closer to the older vixen now, and understood the sense of respect the other concubines showed her. So close, in fact...
They arrived back at Ty's bedchamber. The sheets on her bed had mostly dried, but still smelled of sex. Rhea went to open the windows to let the room air out, but Ty placed a hand on her shoulder.
"No, you don't need to. I... I'm getting used to the -- to my scent."
Rhea smiled at her proudly. "I'm glad, sister."
The two embraced. And Ty, still in heat, still emotional, began to truly appreciate the feel of Rhea's flesh against hers. The way her piercings stimulated her as their boobs pressed together. And the feel of something else hardening down below as Ty's touch became more amorous.
"Ahhh," moaned Rhea. "Feeling your heat, dear?"
"Mmm think so..."
"Are you sure you're ready for sex again?"
Ty answered with a kiss, and slipped her hand in between them to rub along the organ poking its head from Rhea's sheath. The older vixen laughed.
"Very well..." Rhea threw back the covers, and helped Ty into the bed. "Let me show you just how beautiful I think you are, Tyana."
"Ohh, yesss," Tyana moaned as the larger herm laid down atop her. "Take me, Rhea! Fill me -- ah?"
Suddenly an icy fear struck into her. "Wait -- I'm in heat! If you -- you already --!"
"What's wrong, dear?" asked Rhea, concerned at the sudden change.
"You fucked me last night, in the orgy! It's... kind of a blur, but you did, right?"
"Yes?"
"But... my heat! Is... is it okay for you to give me kits alongside Mistress Luma's?"
Rhea laughed, the feel of her flesh vibrating in relief comforting Ty even before she spoke. "Oh, is that all? No, sister; a slave's seed cannot replace the Mistress'! I cannot impregnate anyone unless she tells me to. You do not need to fear that." She licked Ty's nose affectionately, and Ty threw her arms around her in wanton happiness, hugging them together, grinding herself against Rhea's erect rod.
"Then take me!"
Rhea readily complied. However, mindful of Ty's still fragile emotions, she kept her pace gentle, filled with lickings and strokings of Ty's muzzle and lovely bosom; complimenting her beauty and sexiness. Ty fully relaxed under the loving attention, her mind sinking back into blissful memories of the orgy and Luma claiming her in the throne room.
With one final whimper, lost amid the pleasure, Tyler gave up and melted into Tyana. She would be a concubine. A whore. A pleasure slave. She wanted nothing else.
Finally, as Rhea's knot began to swell, she used a little more force to pop it in, and out, of Ty's constricting petals. Until finally, with a grunt, she pushed it in and Ty clamped around it, not letting it go this time. The female sighed in satisfaction as once again she felt maleness bulge and pump inside her, dousing heat with heat, filling her with the fluid she craved. Listened to the sweet sounds of her mate screaming in male orgasm.
This will never get old.
After some more nuzzling, licking and petting, Rhea began to get up, but Ty held her tight.
"Wait," she begged, pleading through her drowsiness. "Stay with me, please? I... I don't want to be alone..."
Rhea hesitated only a moment. "Of course, dear." If Ty could miss breakfast, so could she; right now, her little sister needed her, and that was the important thing.
They shifted onto their sides, Rhea snagging the sheets with her dexterous tails and pulling them up over them. Still with her cock inside the lesser concubine -- knot even swelling a little again as their hips undulated gently against each other -- she let Ty snuggle into her bosom.
"Sweet dreams, little sister."