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children because their genetics were too far apart. So they went to Ishla's
temple for the potions that would allow them to produce a child of their
joining. However, such potions generally contained an arcane mutagen, and odd
talents cropped up now and again in their children and grandchildren.
The lawgiver had one of those actually he had a handful of them, but he only
intended to use one tonight.
Studying himself more closely in the mirror, Caimbeul stroked his face with
his forefingers. His broad, squared-jawed face thinned. The stubbly beard
vanished. His grizzled hair turned a light golden brown and hung to his waist.
He gained height and youth. He could not completely lose the breadth of his
shoulders, but his body was now narrow hipped with a slender waist. He looked
less like a bear, and more like a fireborn. But he would still smell lycan.
Caimbeul went to his closet. Nevin had left a lot behind and some of it would
fit this form.
He chose through things that would wear nice, but with nothing that might
identify them as having belonged to Nevin such as the formal blue robe with
the red wolves embroidered on it, although he would have loved to have worn
it. That lawgiver had had many fine things, but then villages liked to see
their leaders lawgivers, priests, and chieftains in fine clothing, so most it
had probably been solstice gifts. Caimbeul pondered on why Nevin had left so
much behind so willingly. But he knew the rumors that Nevin had been in love
with Isranon, and love made myn do strange things.
Then his thoughts strayed to Pandeena.Love I know its strangeness well.
Once clothed in a black silken robe, Caimbeul placed a handful of seed
crystals in his pocket. It would not do for him to get one of the females
pregnant if his suspicions were correct. Pandeena would be unhappy with him
for what he was about to do, but he had to test his hunch. He would go to at
least three of the women tonight, a sa'necari, a human, and the only lycan,
Clodagh. Finally, he belted his knives on. These were not the ones he had
carried when his son was alive these blades had never taken a life.
He found his way back to the compound, and stood for a moment, studying the
houses, from the shade of an oak cluster. He heard someone approach from the
side.
"Have you come for some? a young male whispered.
"Indeed. Caimbeul put a sneer in his voice. I didn't expect to find a place
like this among my country cousins, although I frequented them often enough in
the cities."
Caimbeul turned and faced the young lycan. He tried to remember where he had
seen this one before, to place his name, but it wouldn't come.
"You're new here, aren't you?"
"I just rode in yesterday. I'm most recently from Cherdon'datar. Since news
of the rebellion got out, a lot of us are drifting back. I was talking to a
friend at Hereward's ... and he said to come here."
The younger male muffled a laugh with his hand. Yes, this is the place. Just
be discreet, we don't want the priest or that stuffy lawgiver catching us."
Caimbeul smiled. No, we wouldn't want them spoiling a bit of fun. I've never
known a lawgiver or a priest who didn't have a prude's tail up their ass."
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"What's your name?"
"Padruig."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Shalto. What flavor cock-niche do you favor? We have
human, lycan, and sa'necari."
"Well, Shalto, I'm a mon who likes them all, partial to whatever I can stick
mine into. I'm a well-traveledmon . What do you suggest?"
"The sa'necari.We've got five of them, lovely holes they have and very
cooperative."
"Don't they bite?"
"Nah.They're corded. They don't bite unless you're into that stuff. I know
some that are, but I'm not."
"So which house do you recommend I try first?"
Shalto pointed at Kandaishee's home. That one. She's the best. And she sucks
and swallows too."
"Sounds like my kind of bitch. Have a drink with me tomorrow so I can give
youa proper thanks?"
"Certainly.Meet me at the Difficult Horse around noon."
That I will, Shalto.That I will.Caimbeul went to Kandaishee's door and
knocked.
"Who is it? Kandaishee asked.
"A friend told me you could see to my needs, Caimbeul replied.
Kandaishee opened the door and stepped back. Her head tilted to the side as
she let out a resigned sigh. Come in."
She wore a lycan style robe, and immediately opened it as if this were a
routine she knew well. The sa'necari had fine, delicate features, dark-skin,
and long black hair.
Caimbeul noted that she appeared to be nearly four months pregnant. She
looked tired and worn. Are you certain you want to do this?"
Kandaishee frowned at that. Don't ask questions. We both know why you're
here."
"I guess we do at that."
"Do you want to do it here on the floor, or in the bedroom? Kandaishee asked
him.
"I like it in bed."
"You're a new one. Kandaishee led him to her bedroom and stretched out to
wait for him with her legs opened.
"I only arrived in Wolffgard today."
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"Is there a position you prefer?"
"What ever is comfortable for you with thatbelly. When's it due?
"Late winter."
Caimbeul climbed onto the bed with her. He stroked her body for a long time,
turned her on her side, and took her from the back when his fingers told him
she was ready. As he moved inside her, enjoying the way she moaned with
sensuous pleasure, Caimbeul discreetly slid his Readers gift through her in a
low level scan too gentle to be noticed. Someone had been in her mind, but if
he went deeply enough to find out more, she would become aware of his
presence. Not even sex would mask that intrusion.
He expanded slightly, focusing on the child, as the approach of orgasm
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