"Now?" Lyvia asked, her eyes like saucers as she gazed up at John.
He glanced down at Marsendra Helewynn, the once-haughty matriarch now sucking lovingly on his cock as he came down her throat. Her belly had started to swell, the creamy load rapidly filling up her stomach and creating a noticeable bulge. Lyvia's hand was caressing that rounded bump, feeling her new friend's expanding tummy as she hungrily devoured everything John could offer.
"Yeah... now!" John gasped, easing back from the noblewoman's flushed lips.
With her hand around the base of his shaft, Lyvia quickly guided his pulsating cock into her mouth, just in time to receive a thick spurt of sweet-tasting cum. She moaned wantonly as she swallowed it down, her eyes glazing over as she took over from the nude Maliri kneeling beside her.
"That's it... that's a good girl," John groaned, cupping her head as she smoothly descended down his shaft.
The House Amarille matriarch was deep in the suckling trance now, her lips nursing at the base of his shaft as she proceeded to milk him dry. She hummed in rapture as he praised her, creating pleasant vibrations in her constricting throat. Thirty seconds passed and then John was finally spent, his quad having delivered a sizeable dessert to each of the azure beauties on their knees before him. As he wilted, John collapsed back on the bed and panted for breath, recovering from a fantastic end to what had turned out to be a very enjoyable evening.
It hadn't taken Marsendra long to relax over dinner, a glass of wine and John's disarming conversation quickly putting her at ease. Likewise, Lyvia had got over her nervousness when she received nothing but compliments and sympathy from him; a startling contrast to the scorn and contempt she'd grown accustomed to over her harrowing life as a matriarch's youngest daughter. After a couple of hours spent basking in the warmth of John's company, both women had ended up laughing at his jokes together like the best of friends.
The mattress shifted and John felt someone sit down on the bed. "Hello, Edraele."
She leaned over, her smiling face appearing above him. "Hello, my love."
Opening his arms, he pulled her down for a tender kiss.
"I thought you might like some company," the Maliri Queen explained, as she snuggled up against him. "I was thinking about what you said earlier and realised that it probably doesn't help being the only one still conscious after you've climaxed. I've been leaving you alone with the new matriarchs to make feeding them feel more intimate, but perhaps it would be better if I stayed with you instead?"
"This is perfect," he said appreciatively, stroking her back and enjoying the afterglow.
"Ah... silly me," Edraele murmured, caressing his chest. "You've grown accustomed to being cuddled by two women every night. Should I bring Luna with me next time?"
There was a playful edge to her voice, but John seriously considered the offer. "Yeah... please do. I'd really like that."
"Whatever you desire, my Lord," she agreed, surprised but delighted with the new arrangements.
"I'd love to sleep with the two of you tonight, but I already promised Kali," he explained, rolling over to look into her purple eyes.
"We have eternity together, John," Edraele said softly, brushing her lips against his. "These girls need your undivided attention now, but we'll have countless nights to look forward to in the future."
"Yeah, you're right," he acknowledged with a chuckle. "Sometimes I forget about the whole immortality business. It's hard to adjust to the idea of living forever."
She nodded thoughtfully. "I suppose being Maliri gives me a slightly different perspective. Terrans lead such tragically short lives and you were raised with the spectre of your own mortality always looming over you."
"I do still wonder how it's all going to work, being in a relationship with so many of you in the long term," John said, his brow furrowing. "We're talking about me starting a family with nearly forty women. Even if I delay getting the new matriarchs pregnant, how do we handle something as simple as us sleeping together? I know Alyssa had a system that kept everyone happy on the Invictus, but we're adding another twenty girls to the rotation..."
Edraele smiled at him affectionately. "You're sweet to worry about things like this, but Alyssa and I will take care of those arrangements for you. The simple answer is that you can sleep with whoever you like, and when you don't have a particular preference, we'll rotate in someone who is longing for your company. I believe Alyssa told you something similar before."
"But forty girls..." John protested, shaking his head. "How's that ever going to work?"
She was quiet for a moment and gently stroked his cheek. "The matriarchs are all eager to get pregnant by you, but they don't have any expectations to sleep with you on a regular basis."
"They don't?" he remarked in surprise.
"You already know about the Maliri outlook towards relationships and parenthood. All the matriarchs would be delighted to spend time in your company and would relish a night in your arms, but they don't expect it to be a frequent occurrence. That's why I think pairing these girls up is such a wonderful solution."
John was about to respond when Edraele silenced him with a kiss. She sat up and gestured for him to do the same, then looked pointedly at Lyvia and Marsendra. The two Maliri were still kneeling on the padded floor, blissful smiles on their faces as they rested a hand on their curved tummies. Their other hands were clasped together with their fingers interlaced.
"I could sense the friendship growing between them... as well as the attraction," Edraele said, sliding off the bed to join them on the floor. She elicited matching sighs from the noblewomen as she stroked their rounded stomachs, then glanced back at John over her shoulder. "They're both eager for you to father their children, but that's as far as their expectations go. I'm quite certain that Lyvia and Marsendra will find long-term happiness together, occasionally welcoming you into their bed whenever you desire."
He frowned as he looked down at the dazed pair. "That seems like a really lopsided relationship."
"I can assure you that they won't feel that way," she said, rising to join him on the bed again. "I adore my life with Luna and I know she loves me just as passionately. She gives me all the emotional support I could ever need and I try to do the same for her. At the same time, we both care deeply about you and long for the day we can all start a family together."
"I feel the same way about both of you," John insisted. "I don't want to just be the father of your children."
"I know," she said affectionately, giving him a reassuring kiss. Glancing at the kneeling matriarchs, she continued, "But their expectations end there. They'll eagerly welcome as much attention as you choose to lavish on them, however they know that your time is precious and you have many obligations. We all understand that, John."
"That's very selfless," John said, touched by her sincerity.
"But not as selfless as you. You've taken on sole responsibility for the protection and prosperity of our entire species," Edraele said, gazing reverently into his eyes. "Our role as your matriarchs is to support you and ease your burdens... not add to them."
He blinked in surprise, startled by her outlook.
Edraele laughed at his expression and hugged him. "Is it really so shocking that we'd feel that way? Remember that there are twenty Maliri females for every male. From our perspective, a forty-to-one ratio would barely raise an eyebrow. By a Progenitor's standards, you're leading a monk-like existence."
"So it all comes down to perspective," John mused, before his thoughts turned to the other two matriarchs. *What do you girls think about all this?*
