Imperious Assertions

Celestia stood with her back against the wall of the hotel room, while Cadance rested on the bed and tried to distract herself with a magazine. After returning from the seaside and cleaning themselves up, they’d spent well over an hour discussing how to best address their growing relationship and the impact it would have on the newlywed’s marriage. While the young Princess wished to keep their affair a secret, concerned of the fallout if Shining should discover what she’d been up to, the diarch proposed an alternative.

Like it or not, Celestia realized that it would only be a matter of time until Shining discovered what his wife had been up to. Not only had Cadance been growing increasingly attached to her, but she’d found herself in a similar situation. The more she thought about her svelte, nubile lover, the more she longed to be with her - the more she longed to be with her, the more brazen she’d become. Considering the Prince was no fool, and that there was a very real chance he may have suspected something was amiss, she was left with one option - they confront him and lay their cards on the table.

“I really hope we’re not going to end up waiting all night,” Cadance sighed, staring up at the ceiling and placing the magazine on her chest.

Glancing over, Celestia tapped her chin. “As I recall, inspections only last for a few hours. He should be back any-”

The lock and door handle of the room clicked, bringing the Princesses’ eyes to the exit. While Cadance scrambled to her feet, throwing her legs off the bed as she straightened the t-shirt and shorts she’d changed into, Celestia remained motionless. As the door swung inward, revealing the Prince in his full uniform, the pair held their breath.

“Sorry I…” Shining trailed off, his eyes wandering from his wife to the elder Princess. “Celestia? I wasn’t expecting you here so late.”

Celestia dipped her head and forced a smile. “We were -”

“Simply enjoying each other’s company!” Cadance bleated, cutting her fellow Princess off. “How’d the inspection go?”

He shrugged, stepping inside and closing the door behind himself. “It went fine, but I did find some contraband. A couple of the new recruits thought they could hide some snack cakes in the barracks.”

“If that was the worst infraction you had to deal with, I’m glad,” Celestia murmured, shifting to face the stallion. “Shining, there’s something your wife has to tell you…”

Looking over to her lover, seeing the upset look on the mare’s face, she nodded. It ultimately didn’t matter who broke the news to him, although they agreed that learning of the adulterous trysts may be less damaging if he heard it from his wife. Neither knew exactly how he would react, having braced themselves for the worst, but they knew they had to break the news to him together.

“Shining,” Cadance began, clutching her hands in front of her chest, “I…”

“Let me guess,” he interrupted, smirking over at her, “you’re pregnant!”

It took everything Celestia had not to wince. “I’m afraid that’s not the case - at least as far as we’re aware.”

Closing her eyes, Cadance took a deep breath, held it for a moment, then slowly exhaled. “Shining, I love you. You’re the most wonderful stallion I’ve ever met, you’re handsome, and I know you’ll be an amazing father someday.”

He paused, his chipper expression wavering as he glanced between them. “I’m sensing a but…”

“But,” Cadance continued, “you’re not perfect. As much as I want to be with you, I have needs that - well, you can’t completely fulfill.”

“Wait,” he blurted, recoiling, “you’re cheating on me?”

The alicorns stiffened, a deathly silence filled the room, and the tension grew thick enough to cut with a knife. His eyes darted from one Princess to the other, as a cold bead of sweat rolled down his temple. In the blink of an eye, he’d gone from a cheerful stallion who’d been happy to see his wife to one wrought with panic - all that before the shoe had fully dropped.

Celestia had fully expected such a reaction, but thinking about it and actually witnessing it were two different things entirely. While she did feel bad for him, empathizing with what he must be feeling, her concerns centered around her mate - simply put, Cadance seemed to be on the verge of a breakdown. The girl’s chest heaved, her eyes began to water, and she held her hands with a white-knuckle grip, while she shivered in place. She’d hoped things would have gone a bit better, or that the mare would have simply been blunt, yet that hadn’t been the case.

“Ahem -” Celestia cleared her throat, stepping over to stand beside the trembling mare. “I can fully understand that you’d be upset with her, but I bear most of the blame. Your wife is an enchanting creature and, although I’d had no plans on being anything more than friends with her, we’ve developed feelings for one another,” she murmured, lifting and placing a hand on her lover’s trembling shoulder.

“I…it’s true,” Cadance stammered, reaching up and lacing her fingers with the amazoness. “Several months ago, at the gala, we sort of - um - fooled around in a storage closet. I don’t think either of us thought it would be anything more than a fling, especially since we’d both had a few drinks, but it’s become more than…W…why are you laughing?”

Pursing her lips and knitting her brow, Celestia turned her head toward the Prince. His soft chuckle grew into a hearty laugh, as he smiled and shook his head. She couldn’t say what had gotten into him, but his reaction made it nearly impossible to keep a sneer from her lips. As she glanced over and noted Cadance’s shocked reaction, her mood darkened.

“Is something funny, Captain?” she flatly inquired.

“Sorry s…sorry,” he replied, waving a hand at them. “I thought this was something serious for a second.”

“This is serious,” Cadance bleated. “Shining, I don’t know what you’re thinking, but -”

“Oh I know it’s not a joke,” he remarked, looking down and kicking off his shoes.

It was only because of thousands of years of playing politics and dealing with the public that Celestia was able to maintain her composure - that said, her blood ran hot. “If you know it’s not a joke, perhaps you can help us understand what’s so funny.”

Bending over and placing his shoes by the door, he straightened up and began unbuttoning the top of his shirt. “It’s funny because I didn’t think either of you would actually tell me about this.”

His casual statement caused Celestia to blink, hitting her like a sack of bricks. “I…I beg your pardon?”

“I’ve known about you two being an item for - oh I’d say at least three months now, but I had a hunch it’d been going on for a lot longer than that,” he responded. “What ~ did you two think I wouldn’t figure it out?”

Cadance’s mouth flapped uselessly for a moment, before she finally found her voice. “You knew?”

“Mmmhmm,” he hummed, leaning his shoulders against the door and smugly grinning to himself. “I didn’t work my way up to Captain just from my looks.”

With her ire gradually eclipsed by curiosity, Celestia squinted over at him. “And you didn’t address this with either of us because…?”

He shrugged, his eyes sweeping between the pair. “Honestly, I didn’t say anything for a few reasons. For starters, I trust you both completely; you’re two of the nicest, most generous mares I’ve ever met, so what’s the harm in sharing - I mean, Cadance is the Princess of Love!”

Celestia lifted a finger and opened her mouth to reply but remained silent. She wasn’t sure what was more stunning, the revelation that he was aware of her relationship with his wife or that he didn’t seem bothered in the slightest - regardless, he’d also brought up a remarkably good point. Cadance was the Princess of Love, a paragon of romance and carnality, so her very nature demanded a substantially higher degree of affection than most. Collecting her thoughts, she leveled a finger at him.

“And what other reasons did you have?” she pressed.

“Well…” he sighed, looking away and rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s a little embarrassing…”

Cocking her hip, Cadance scrunched her snout. “Really? How in the world could it be more embarrassing than this?”

He fidgeted and an anxious grin splitting his muzzle, as he reluctantly lifted his gaze from the floor. “I - uh - I think it’s kind of hot - ok, no, extremely hot…”

Celestia’s jaw nearly hit the floor, barely believing what she’d heard. “E…excuse me?”

“It’s just that - oh jeez - the thought of you two going at it might just be the most incredible thing ever,” he whispered, a blush creeping into his cheeks and a tent rising in his slacks. “I’m not mad that you two have been having fun together, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little upset that I don’t get to watch.”

“Y…y…you want to watch us?” Cadance sputtered, releasing the diarch’s hand.

He smiled sheepishly and shrugged again, his face having gone a beet red. “Maybe?”

“Well I - Mmmph?” Celestia glanced back and over her shoulder, feeling a hand firmly grasp her backside. “If you’ll excuse us for one moment…”

Without saying another word, she grabbed her mate’s wrist, turned on her heel, and dragged the mare into the bathroom with herself. While she was immeasurably relieved that he hadn’t blown a gasket, she needed a minute to gather herself and to figure out why Cadance had just spontaneously squeezed her ass. Entering the washroom with the young Princess and closing the door, she glowered down at her mate.

“He wants to watch!” Cadance conspiratorially whispered, grinning from ear to ear as she practically bounced in place. “We should totally let him watch!”

Celestia pinched the bridge of her snout and held up a finger, doing her level best to wrap her head around everything that was happening. “Just…just give me a second…”

She’d fully expected him to rage or fall into hysterics during the confrontation, so finding out he not only knew about their flings but got off to the thought of them in bed threw her for a loop. On one hand, the odd turn of events was far from a bad thing - on the other, she was not prepared to grapple with his voyeuristic interests. As she tried to process everything that was happening, she was shaken from her thoughts when she felt fingers sliding into the waistband of her shorts.

“I don’t mean to be rude,” she huffed, glaring at the suddenly amorous alicorn, “but I don’t believe this is the time for that.”

“I think it’s the perfect time for this,” Cadance countered, moving her hand and fondling the giantess’ immense bulge. “Think about it for a second - if we play our cards right, we could all get what we want. My marriage will remain intact, Shining gets his voyeuristic needs met -”

“And I’ll be able to keep seeing you without incident,” Celestia concluded, the stimulation to her package and the solution to her biggest concern sending blood coursing to her endowment. With the corners of her lips turning up, she looked into her mate’s eyes. “I could kiss you.”

The girl giggled and stepped back, grabbing the hem of her shirt. “Save that for later. If he’s been hankering to see you ruin me, we’ll give him exactly what he’s been fantasizing about.”

Watching the mare nonchalantly pull her shirt up and over her head, exposing her bare torso, Celestia felt her stallionhood twitch. “Are you sure this is a good idea? Him thinking about us having sex is one thing, but he may get discouraged if he actually watches us -”

“Trust me, we’ll be fine,” Cadance cut in, continuing to undress. “I don’t think he’s really talked about it with anypony other than myself, but he loves going to exhibitionist clubs. I never gave it much thought before now, figuring it was just an interest of his, but it’s not that surprising that he’d be into seeing you rut my brains out.”

Celestia shifted in place, still uncertain about having sex with her in front of her husband. “I don’t -”

“Don’t you want him to watch?” Cadance purred, grabbing and softly squeezing the growing bulge in the dickmare’s shorts. “You’re bigger than him in every way, you fuck harder than him, and it’s not like you haven’t wanted to put a bun in my oven - in fact…”

Retracting her arm and taking a step back, then fully nude, she closed her eyes and sent power flowing into her horn. A blue aura radiated around her frame, surrounding her for a moment before closing on and focusing on her lower abdomen. The entire ritual lasted only a scant handful of seconds, yet the broad, knowing grin on her face smacked of some deep, possibly mischievous meaning.

Studying the girl, Celestia folded her arms over her chest. “And that was…?”

“Just a fertility spell, but I did use about twice as much power as I needed to,” Cadance cooed, running a hand down her neck, between her bosoms, and to her belly. “If you don’t want to pump a foal into me tonight, I’m sure Shining would happily do it,” she tittered. Just like that, having dropped a practical bomb, she inched past her mate, opened the door, and skipped back out into the room.

The glib and wholly unforeseen invitation, paired with the sight of Cadance’s bare ass, slavering loins, and perky tits provoked Celestia’s domineering side like never before. She was hesitant to do anything with her lover in front of Shining, but she was not about to be taunted in such a shameless way - especially if there was a risk that the stallion may impregnate his wife before she did. Wheeling around and stomping out of the bathroom, she moved just quickly enough to watch her mate jump onto the king sized bed.

“You’re going to do it now?” Shining bleated, askance.

“I hadn’t intended on it, but your wife…” Celestia grumbled, casting an annoyed glance at the exuberant, buck naked mare. “Your wife makes a very compelling argument.”

Bolting into a seated position, tearing her eyes off Celestia, Cadance swung her attention over to her husband. “Shining, get naked.”

He cocked an eyebrow at the mare but didn’t budge. “What? Why?”

“Because I asked,” Cadance tittered, “and because your little soldier looks like he wants some fresh air.”

Celestia glanced to his crotch and spotted the swell in his pants, only then understanding how worked up he was by the prospect of watching his wife get plowed. She’d heard about guys who got off to their lovers getting fucked by somepony else, yet this was the first time in her long life that she’d ever met one in person. Hauling her shirt up and over her head, she tossed the garment aside, moved her hands behind her back, and unclasped her bra.

“It goes without saying that what happens in this room stays in this room,” she noted, glancing in his direction.

“O…oh, yeah, of course,” he stammered, opening his shirt. “I just can’t believe this is actually happening!”

Dismissively waving a hand, Cadance slid her tush to the very foot of the mattress. “Don’t act like you won’t enjoy it.”

“Heh ~” he grunted, uneasily fiddling with his belt. “You ladies don’t - uh - mind if I have a little fun while you’re going at it ~ would you?”

Watching him pull his pants and underwear down, getting her first glimpse of his equipment, Celestia struggled not to laugh. It wasn’t that his endowment was lacking - in fact, he seemed to be on the larger side when it came to stallions, yet he wasn’t even close to her size. Feeling a bit bad for what she was about to do, knowing she was about to humble him immeasurably, she hooked her thumbs over her shorts, pulled the article down her legs, and unveiled her package.

He stood mute, his eyes widening and mouth hanging open, as he gawked at her semi-flaccid cock. “H…holy shit!”

“Right?” Cadance excitedly squawked, gazing longingly at the she-stud’s tool.

“I hope this isn’t an issue,” Celestia muttered.

Flexing her pelvis, she sent blood surging into her expanding stallionhood to emphasize her point. Now that the cat was well and thoroughly out of the bag, Shining would do well to learn his place in her relationship. Though he may remain married to Cadance, looking after her and tending to her needs when she wasn’t around, she wanted - no, needed him to understand that she was the true alpha in their dynamic. He may be a stallion, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t a beta compared to her.

Shaking his head, his eyes never wandering from her dick, he swallowed hard. “N…no, not at all. I figured you were big, but -”

“If you think that’s impressive, just wait until you see her wrecking my cunt with it,” Cadance whispered, extending a leg and caressing the dickmare’s thigh with her toe. “Speaking of which, since he asked, how about you show him how much of an absolute stud you are.”

Celestia turned to face her mate, clutching the base of her shaft. The height of the bed and her towering stature would allow her to fuck Cadance perfectly, though there was one small issue with that. Still lingering by the exit, to her left and slightly behind her, Shining wouldn’t be able to fully appreciate the scene - as such, she reached out and beckoned to the suddenly sheepish stallion.

“Come a bit closer,” she sweetly intoned, flashing her teeth at him. “If you’re going to spectate, you may as well have a front row seat to the action.”

Giving a timid nod, he walked to a chair resting against the wall, lifted the piece of furniture, and made his way right to the bedside. As he placed and angled the seat toward the pair, his prick bounced and swayed with his every move. Though he may have acted a bit embarrassed, he was clearly as eager for things to get started as his wife.

“Ready?” Celestia quietly asked, turning her attention back to her mate.

“For you,” Cadance breathed, looking down her chest as the she-stud grabbed her ankles, “always.”

Stepping forward and sliding her endowment over the girl’s groin, Celestia slowly spread the mare’s legs. Given what she was about to do, and that Shining sat only a few feet away, she couldn’t help but show off slightly. The tip of her shaft came to rest just beneath her lover’s sternum, showing off exactly how full Cadance would be, as she smirked over at Shining.

“What about you ~” she continued, gently rolling her hips forward and back, “are you ready for this.”

He liked his lips and leaned forward, bringing his face even closer to his wife. “Y…yeah.”

With nothing more to be said, Celestia stepped back, dragged her length down Cadance’s belly, and pressed the flat, fist-sized tip of her stallionhood to her lover’s entrance. The heat against the head of her cock was just as pleasant as ever, no less gratifying than any of the other times they’d banged, but having the Captain so close to them added a new factor to the mix. She was about to absolutely ruin his wife, doing things to her that he could never dream of, and the thought fanned the flames of her lust.

As she drove her hips forward, inch after girthy inch of her length ground into Cadance. The sight of her steadily disappearing shaft made her pulse quicken, yet that was only one element at play. Hearing the mare’s sinful groan, feeling the velvety depths contracting around her, and smelling her mate’s arousal almost made the stallion’s presence an afterthought. Only stopping when she felt herself nudge the mare’s womb, still with several inches of her shaft free, she steadied herself, rolled her hips back, and started to fuck.

Her slow, powerful thrusts jostled Cadance forward and back, as the little mare moaned and whimpered. She couldn’t fathom what was going through her mate’s mind, since her husband rested just beside her, but that didn’t matter - for the time being, she had only two things on her mind - asserting her superiority over the captain and ensuring her lover would stay by her side. Noticing the stallion shift and recline in his chair, she glanced over at him.

Though he hadn’t said a thing, his actions spoke volumes. His panting breaths, the way his eyes danced between his wife’s bliss-wracked face and her loins, and the bead of pre-cum that trailed down his dick were a testament to his excitement, causing the dickmare’s arrogant smile to broaden. It wasn’t like she’d wanted to demean him, but the circumstances were simply too good to pass up.

Maintaining her relaxed pace, she peered down at her lover. “So how is it?”

“H…how’s - Aaaaahn - how’s what?” Cadance falteringly moaned.

“How do I compare to your husband?” Celestia clarified, giving a particularly fierce plunge and drawing a sharp gasp from the mare.

Cadance glanced over to his face then down to his prick, seeing him stroking his comparably minuscule length, before reaching down and caressing her abdomen. “You’re so much better…”

Celestia’s soft smile twisted into a wolfish, predatory smirk. “Good girl.”

No sooner had the word passed her lips than she increased the speed and force of her thrusts. The girl’s rapturous howl set her nerves alight, while her stallionhood pounded against Cadance’s womb. Carefully flexing her arms and lifting her lover’s lower half from the mattress, she caused the imprint of her pistoning length to become even more visible.

Shining sat mute and furiously masturbated, transfixed by the sight of her destroying his wife. She honestly didn’t care if they ended up having sex occasionally, because she was well aware that Cadance would never be satisfied by what he had to offer - at least not in a sexual sense. He may have been a kind, caring, and upstanding stallion, yet there was no way he could ever rival her in an amorous capacity.

In and out, forward and back, she pounded into Cadance like a primal deity. The physical pleasure coursing through her, paired with the weight that had been lifted from her shoulders was incredible, although those things weren’t what preoccupied her. She wasn’t just performing for Shining, nor was she reminding Cadance of her carnal supremacy - she would soon be bequeathing her mate with an heir.

Her mind fell into a haze, as fundamental, primordial parts of her went alight. She was a dickmare, a demigod of virility, and she’d yet to extend her bloodline. Hundreds upon hundreds of years had passed without making some lucky mare a mother, but it wasn’t about to stay that way for long. She’d waited her entire life waiting to find the perfect mate, somepony who was worthy to impregnate, and she’d finally found a match.

She lowered her arms and rested Cadance’s heels on her hips, as she slowly leaned forward. Such a unique moment demanded something special for the both of them, and she had just the thing in mind. The mare’s legs snapped around her, flexing on her thrusts and relaxing on the withdrawals, while she delicately kissed the girl’s nipple.

“I can’t wait to see how these fill out,” she quietly remarked, drawing her tongue around the sensitive bud of flesh.

Cadance gnawed her lip and bucked up to meet her thrusts, her enthusiasm growing by the second. The spell she’d enacted was designed to induce ovulation, so the overcharged variant she’d used would almost assure conception. Though nopony in the room could see it, a single, fertile egg gradually made its way into her besieged womb.

As the seconds slipped into minutes, her muscles tensing and relaxing, her bestial urges took hold. This was her place, where she was supposed to be, and a part of herself wanted Shining to know it. Slowing only so slightly, sensing Cadance wouldn’t last for much longer, she slowed, slipped her arms under the mare’s legs, and forced the mare into a deep mating press.

“Squeal for me,” she growled, sinking the entirety of her length into the girl’s upturned marehood.

Cadance threw her head back and yowled, thrashing beneath the she-stud, as her cervix yielded to the titanic stallionhood. Steaming nectar gushed from her quivering sex, painting Celestia’s fat, cum-laiden nuts with her orgasmic essence. Situated as she was, trapped beneath the amazoness, it was all she could do to tremble, scream, and ride out her climax - all while her husband helplessly watched.

“F…fuck,” Shining mumbled, clamping his eyes shut.

Glancing over and watching the stallion spill his jizz, painting the side of the bed with his almost comically small load, Celestia flew into a frenzy. He may have imagined what their passion was like, but he’d soon understand what a real stud was capable of. The mattress creaked, Cadance mewled with every plunge, and she snorted triumphantly, as she pushed herself to the brink.

The passage of time seemingly warped, with minutes flying by in the blink of an eye, yet she eventually felt the telltale signs of her impending release. Her heart pounded in her chest, her plump, weighty nuts drew up to her groin, and the head of her cock began to flare, as she set her jaw and attempted to stave off the inevitable. The longer she lasted, the bigger her load would be - the bigger her load would be, the greater the chances she’d knock Cadance up.

She knew there was no need to hold herself back, that the mare would end up pregnant regardless, but that wasn’t the point. Magical enhancements or not, she was going to do everything in her power to give her lover a foal - a foal they and Shining could raise into a fine Prince or Princess. As she teetered on the bring, she lifted her chin, shot forward, and locked lips with her mate.

The kiss, deep and passionate, was absolutely incredible and was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Giving one final, unyielding thrust, she hilted her length, clenched her ass, and sent the first scalding shot of her seed surged into the young Princess’ foal-factory. Cadance brayed into her muzzle, shivering uncontrollably and stricken with yet another climax, while she was filled.

As incredible as it would have been to stay where she was, hotly making out with her mate, she wasn’t finished yet - not by a long shot. Throwing herself back and straightening up, holding one of the mare’s knees in each hand, she fitfully bucked her hips. She didn’t have to make sure every drop of her potent spunk was worked into the girl - then again, she didn’t have to let Shining watch the obscene display.

Celestia could practically feel her mate’s desire through her pulsing length. Even unable to move, the mare did what she could to get her off - to earn a foal. With a small snort, she carefully adjusted her plunges to force the girl to cum. She was going to reach her limit sooner or later, but she wanted Cadance to have as much fun as she could - after all, they did have an audience.

Tormented by one orgasm after another, Cadance howled and writhed atop the mattress. With every throb of Celestia’s cock, sending an impossible amount of cum into her, her abdomen gradually ballooned outward. By the time their ecstasy began to subside and their bodies grew still, she looked positively gravid.

Had it not been for a hushed, pitiful moan beside her, Celestia would have basked in her lover’s splendor - regrettably, that wasn’t the case. As unbelievable as it was, Shining had somehow managed to jack off twice to the exchange, having his second orgasm upon seeing his wife’s distended belly. Any reasonable bull would have let him relish his bliss, but his interruption had sullied an otherwise pristine moment.

Sending power raging into her horn, she sorcerously grasped Cadance’s ankles, pulled the mare’s legs upward, and stepped back. As her still-rigid stallionhood popped free of her mate, she lifted the girl to let her seed marinate; it was an unnecessary move, bordering on crass, yet there was something she had to do. Stepping around to the side of the mattress opposite of Shining, she hefted her cock toward her lover’s face.

“Clean this for me,” she instructed, dropping her cum-slickened shaft beside Cadance’s snout. “Shining, there was something else I wanted to discuss.”

Tearing his eyes from his wife’s face, he gazed up at the towering giantess. “W…what?”

“Sooner or later, one of us will give - Mmmm -” she hummed as Cadance began lapping at her shaft. “Sooner or later, one of us will sire an heir with her. If and when that day comes, let us both do our best to ensure the foal is raised properly.”

“Of course,” he rasped, slipping glances downward to watch his spouse tongue bathe the gargantuan stallionhood. “How would we know who the father is?”

“We wouldn’t,” Celestia lied, her voice even and measured, “which is exactly why I’m proposing this. Regardless of who’s lineage the foal carries, they will be cared for in every conceivable way.”

There was no possible way Cadance wasn’t going to end up pregnant after her performance. Even if Shining tried to rut her, he would have never stood a chance of getting his wife knocked up. The sheer volume of her spunk, the fertility spell, and just how potent her seed was would practically guarantee that a foal would be hers, but her husband didn’t need to know that.

Turning to walk away and get a drink for herself, she paused. “Actually, now that I’m thinking about it, it would only be fair that you make a contribution yourself. Perhaps you should make sweet, passionate love to your wife tonight.”

“I…I’d - Cough - love him to,” Cadance wheezed, reaching out and stroking his knee.

“Then it’s settled,” Celestia stated, shifting to face him and extending a hand. “May the best stud win.”

He got to his feet and shook her hand, dripping spunk to the floor below. It may have been a bit cruel to give him false hope, but false hope was better than no hope at all. For all he knew, the child she would inevitably bear could be his, even if she knew it wouldn’t be. Smiling over at him, she turned, slid a pillow under Cadance’s rump, eased her mate down, and turned to the exit.

As she stepped outside and into the cool night air, she gave a relieved sigh. Everything had turned out better than she could have imagined. She’d managed to secure Cadance as a lover, Shining had some fetishistic love of their relationship, and she’d undoubtedly put a bun in her mate’s oven. While she couldn’t say exactly how things would play out for them, or if Shining would eventually tire of their romance, she knew their lives would be happier with one another.