Kali, Sharing Your Warmth

The battle rage of your people rises within you, and you feel your hand close around a rock. You shout a battle cry, prepared to strike.

Through the red haze of fury, you see the startled face of Kali. Her hand falls quickly, staying your own before you swing wildly.

"Brother! Calm yourself!" She seems nervous, caught off guard to find you awake. "You grew hard, holding me while we slept." You remain hard, even through the shock and surprise. Her cunt is warm, inviting. "I thought... if we were to share warmth holding each other, how much warmer would it be to be joined completely." The timid look on her face is at odds with what you know of her personality, and a stark contrast to the warriors body coiled to strike atop you. "So, I took you inside me."

She is rocking her hips slowly now. "You liked it. I know you did. You thrust against me, even in sleep." Her breasts, smaller than your mother's, but still larger than most of your folk, bounce and strain against their hide wraps as she gyrates on your cock.

"And then... and then you called me your chieftess..."

Your rage has subsided, replaced entirely by something else: affection? Love? Lust? Your sister was blessed with the best parts of both of your parents. Your mother's grace and sizable assets, combined with the lean muscle and warrior skill of the mountain clans. Her dark hair, usually drawn back into a short tail, hangs freely about her face. She has always been your most loyal supporter; she followed you even here, into almost certain ****, and never asked for anything in return. Tonight you will let her take her reward.

She is bucking now, wildly, erratically, until you feel her shudder in ecstasy, walls clenching firmly along your member. You feel her warm nectar soaking your hips and thighs. She was clearly at this awhile before you woke, but her climax does not stop her from immediately resuming her ride. If anything, her pleasure spurs her on. She bends down, hips still bouncing in a steady rythm, eyeing you hungrily. You meet her in a frenzied kiss, her tongue darting against yours, her teeth nipping at your lip. Soon, she screams out in pleasure once again, uncaring of the sound echoing through the cave.

You feel your own climax approaching, rising from you and ready to burst. You bring your hands to her hips, intending to lift her off of you.

"No! Please. Fill me with your seed, brother. Make me your chieftess, the mother of a new clan!"

The thought of her taut belly swollen with child excites you. And what better stock is there breed the first child of a new tribe. However...

For the two of you to survive, you may need her help. If she is with child, that may slow her down when you need her support the most. There will be other conquests, but Kali is indispensable to you.

You can't hold back any longer. You have to make a choice.