113 - No More Males (3.1k words)

                                    

                                          
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YaYa's POV
Bart sighed deeply as he used his water pouch to wash my hands after touching Nivi, "Who will our Dearest insult next and get away with it? The Beast God?"
Muir shook his head and looked at me fondly. He cupped my face, rubbing away the dirt of my mask, "There is no such thing as getting away with it. A price must always be paid, and I don't want you to take the blame for my actions."
"Screw the cost," I said, tracing the veins on his wrist, "I want to see how much I can spoil you until I go bankrupt. You better spend big, or I'll think you're holding back on purpose."
"..." Muir widened his eyes, and the blush on his face deepened, spreading down his neck, his ears, and even his hands, "Please, don't say such things, or I won't be able to control myself."
"What's holding you back?" I asked.
He smiled and kissed my cheek, "Your happiness."
Bart dragged Muir by the back of his cape, pulling him away from me before Curtis and Mitchell could start a fight over who could be lovey-dovey with me next.
My boys weren't jealous when I had sex with them, but they were seething mad, when I was affectionate with others before their eyes?
I raised my feet and kicked their butts, "You really love to be stepped on by me, don't you? Well, come closer and let me crush you."
They rubbed their backs and ran around, avoiding my kicks. Their ramblings were something in the context: "We're your mates, and we have the right to be jealous. Let us be, okay? We just want you to be ours alone. It's a natural instinct."
I stopped kicking and watched them circle me like wronged love bugs, close but not too close, "Does it hurt? Need me to kiss your pain away?"
They looked around, and seeing no one, they nodded and closed the distance.
I kissed my palm and smacked their butts. I started with Muir and Mitchell. They were too shocked to move, giving me a chance to grope them a few times before I retreated my hands. Curtis and Bart were more welcoming, so I enjoyed groping them for a little longer.
"..." They rubbed their behinds and then proceeded to catch me. I let them, and they lifted me off the ground.
The four began carrying me like a wood log, their step in sync, their arms wrapped around my body. They all wanted to carry me, and this was the compromise they had agreed on without my involvement.
Curtis suddenly hissed and turned around, "Someone's here."
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Lazark was standing there, and I could feel him dissecting me with his eyes, "I didn't expect the Tiger Queen to have such a close relationship with the Cloud Nine's Madam. I heard stories about you, not the most pleasing ones, to be honest."
Seeing no reaction, he continued, "Nivi told me not to believe the rumors, yet was reluctant to share any details, not even the smallest ones. It's almost like she was hiding a treasure. A very rare, and beautiful, one."
Muir stepped forward, blocking Lazark's view of me, "Please, don't wander too far. It'd be a real tragedy for a guest as important as you to die over something as simple as losing your way. Let me guide you back to the resort."
"There is no need for such a hostile reaction. I'm not interested in pursuing The Cloud Nine's madam. I'm simply curious to see what she looks like," said Lazark, "Rumors can be misleading and exaggerated, so it's only natural to seek the truth for yourself, isn't it?"