A Big Shiny Blue Marble Ch. 38

"You can try with him later, if you wish," Simmit said, "Copper and I would be happy to see it."

"Why?" Rachel asked, "That's what I don't get. Why would two beautiful girls like you want to share something like that body with anybody?"

Simmit wondered how to say it for a moment, "Alright," she said, "I hope that I do not ruin this now, because I can see that you like the idea at least. A male like he is could live with only one, but that would be wasting one like him. I already know that there will be nights when Copper and I will want to be busy with each other. We can please him, but ... when I am feeling that way, ..."

She looked down, trying to figure out how to word this properly. "I have always loved to taste his seed. But I do not like it so much if it is there where I want to taste only Copper. She is the same. Copper has already fallen. We both love him and I would do anything for him, but there will be times, ... Can you understand?"

"I think so," Rachel nodded, "but is it really that important, that you'd want for him to have someone else?"

Simmit nodded, "That is not all, Rachel. This is not the first time that he has come to my aid. He has saved me from many things. It is what protectors do anyway, but he is my brother. He had to listen to me when I was little, telling him over and over -- telling anyone who would listen that he would be my male one day. This is not allowed there, but no one said anything, because it was the foolishness of a little girl.

There is a large space between the ages of our sisters and us. Our father was killed and our mother tried to find someone who might want her as his female. She did eventually, but it was the end of our family. The others were grown and gone when Rohkanh and I came of age and we left home together even before that. Our stepfather had already made me feel uncomfortable with his overtures and our mother said nothing. So we left before Rokhanh killed him.

He was born a protector and it gave him a way to have a place for us to live. I only waited for him to do something to protect another so that he would be honoured with the ability to claim a female for himself. We both knew what would happen and it did. He and I began the day that I came of age, but no one knew. I gave myself to him then, but only once inside of me because of his size. Since that time, I have birthed my young and I hope that I am a little larger now for him.

He claimed me as soon as he was honored, but all that it did was to make what we had proper and to shut the old males and females up because they couldn't talk badly about us anymore. All they said to everyone was that Rohkanh's sister was a little whore. To speak badly of a protector who is a hero is to ask for your own death. If what you say is improvable then another protector will come to help you into your next life.

Until now, I am all that he has ever wanted, but now he feels that he must have a family -- and I have one for him along with Copper, but I do not want him to spend nights where he wishes for something other than what he cannot be much of a party to."

Simmit sighed and Rachel could see that she was having a little trouble trying not to make it sound as though she was wanted for only that.

"Today, he saw you, and it is as though he never had a female for himself before. The time is against us, that is all. If it were not for that, I would be content to stand back and watch as he courts you. I would help him if he needed it, but there is no time. I do not wish for you to think that -- "

"I understand, Simmit," Rachel said, "So you're offering me your brother to see if I might like the idea of being his wife? I even think I can see that, but what about the other times? The way that I see it, I'm going to have to share him then, aren't I?"

Simmit looked really uncomfortable then as she nodded, "Copper wants me to have another child, and I want her to have one of his. You may wish to be bred again as well, who is to say? I know that you do not like the idea of being with another girl, but if you try, then you may have me. I like you very much and if you keep your eyes closed, I would do my best for you and ... maybe it will not be so bad for you."

They looked at each other in silence and Rachel could see that as far as Simmit was concerned, it all hung on this one thing for Rachel. The hope of Simmit to complete this family of hers balanced against Rachel's distaste at having another female try to please her as some compensation for the nights where she might have to be without her husband -- even as he was the male for two others.

She put her arm around Simmit's thin waist and began to pull her along. "Come on, Simmit," Rachel said in a resigned tone, "I really need a wash now."

"Please," Simmit said as they stood under the hot water, "I am more nervous now than I would be if it were me being discussed for this. Is there a chance? If you do not want me, then I am sure that Copper would want to help."

Rachel looked at Simmit as she took the old bar of soap but she said nothing. She was thinking, weighing things on her own balance. She didn't think that it was a practical thing to bank on her hope to find anyone for herself. Humans were out of the question. They were just too fragile. She knew what she was like in bed if the mood was on her and she had no desire to calm down in the middle of lovemaking to find that she'd killed her lover inadvertently. She'd already done that once, long ago after Azael had refused her. The only other ones who she'd ever seen that might even hold her interest were now mated to her friends.

"You did say that you like Copper's body," Simmit said.

"Stop it," Rachel smiled, "Let me think this through for myself, ok?"

Simmit nodded and looked down. She had a lot of faith in her ability to convince others, but right here, she thought that it wouldn't be enough. She turned away then to wash herself as Rachel went back to the scale in her mind.

She could just go on alone raising Sariel, but after what she'd seen Rohkanh do to try to show her son a little of the boy's ability, she knew that to be alone would be wasting a chance for him, and besides, she'd already spent enough nights alone in her bed -- even when Azrael had been there next to her. She thought about Rohkanh.

That had been something that she wanted a lot more of -- and it was hers if she could just get herself around two things. That she'd have so share that body with other females, for one thing, though she did find that she could likely get to like those two very much -- if three females could even get along together sharing a male. But then she thought that the way that it sounded, they wanted her to be more than one of his women. Simmit had said nothing of her and Copper being wives. She tilted her head at that, since as weird as it sounded, that was what made it make sense in a way.

She knew that, Simmit's hopeful talk aside, she'd been dying to have that huge hard body against her again several times since they'd arrived. She remembered the humble way that he'd asked her and it came to her that, though he was not rude or inconsiderate, where Rohkanh was from, she doubted that he'd ever had to ask much for anything.

And he was kind, she remembered. She just wasn't sure about this other thing. She turned around then to get some of the soap off her wings and she was looking at the back of Simmit.

She thought about that as she admired that little ass, not all that much larger than her kid's bottom, really. But she found that she liked Simmit so much in such a short time and though she was a little thing, there was a lot of exotic sensuality in that little package.

Simmit froze, her eyes wide as she felt Rachel's hand slip under her tail.

"Don't turn around," she heard in her ear as Rachel grinned and kissed it a little experimentally, "Just let me feel this gorgeous little butt."

Simmit sighed and leaned her head against Rachel's breasts as she felt a second hand slide around to press against her belly so that she wouldn't move away.

"I've been thinking," she chuckled as she ran the bar of soap over Simmit's bottom, pressing a little to get it between her cheeks, "I think that I might be able to get used to having somebody like you in bed with me. Maybe I could manage to make out with Copper as well. We could have a lot of fun if I can manage to get over myself, just girl fun and no chance of it mattering much if we didn't think about where we were in our months."

Rachel stopped for a moment to pass the soap to her other hand. Simmit groaned as she felt those long, graceful fingers exploring with such a nice touch. Rachel kissed Simmit's neck right through her long hair for a little while.

"You like this, don't you?" she sighed as she felt Simmit begin to press back against her. Simmit's hand reached back to touch Rachel's thigh softly.

"Oh yes," Simmit hissed, "I love this, but, ... how did you know?"

She felt Rachel's other hand travel a little lower to soap her belly and below very carefully, "I didn't," Rachel sighed, "I was admiring your ass," she chuckled, "and it made me want to do this. I've always wanted to feel somebody do this to me, so I just thought that maybe you'd like it if I did it for you."

"If you try with my brother," Simmit moaned, "I will do whatever you wish -- especially if we can share this."

"Alright then," Rachel groaned into Simmit's ear, "I can see that this is really important to you. I'll try it as I told Rohkanh earlier before it was all this clear to me. I'll even sweeten the pot, though I don't know if you'd like that."

"What do you mean?" Simmit sighed, her hips moving to thrust against Rachel's hand slowly.

"Look down, honey," Rachel smiled, "Look at my hand."

Simmit looked and she stared for a moment.

"That's right," Rachel crooned to Simmit, "for the past five minutes, you've been grinding your sweet ass against a human girl. I sure hope you like me, Simmit, but it doesn't matter, really. If you don't, just say so and I'll turn back."

Simmit pulled herself free from Rachel's grasp and she spun around. Rachel was there, smiling hopefully. She looked the same, and yet there was so much about her that was different. She still had long blonde hair, but her skin wasn't gray anymore. The horns and the wings were gone and her arms had shortened to what was right for a human. As before, she had only a little well-trimmed pubic hair and her feet were now -- human.

"You are so beautiful this way too," Simmit sighed, "Why do you show this now?"

"I'm hoping that you -- and Rohkanh will like me like this, and this way, there's no tail in the way if you want to play with my ass like I did to you."

Simmit flew into Rachel's arms as they shared a gentle and hopeful kiss. "Rachel," Simmit sighed against Rachel's breast, "If it is what you want, I can offer you kisses where you have never had ones like mine.

But can you wait a little?" Simmit asked a few minutes later, "There is something that I want to do for my brother first."

"Well, since you're all about bargaining tonight," Rachel grinned, "There are a few things that I want to know and a few things that I'd like to be able to say to him the right way."

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Copper was on her back, happy as a cat who'd found a saucer of milk. She looked at where Rohkanh lay on his back against a sloping incline of stone. Simmit appeared smiling at them. "Well?" she smirked, "Is it enough for now, Copper my love?"

"Hell yeah," Copper chuckled before she drew a deep breath and let it out in a long contented sigh, "Oh hell, yes."

Rachel smiled as she stepped away a little and thought about it some more. In terms of their survival, this made a little sense to her. She knew that her biggest difficulty lay in having to share him and she thought that it was a little uneven, though she even liked the idea of three females if they could get along. She smiled, picturing them all with the others back at the mountain. She wondered how that would be seen.

Rachel shrugged after a moment. It probably wouldn't be that big of a deal there. She looked back, and saw that Simmit was speaking to her brother earnestly and she look on his face when she pointed and he turned was worth a ton of golds to her in that instant. She watched him rise and walk toward her as Copper hung on to Simmit while they watched.

Rachel held out her hand and took his, "Do you like me like this, Rohkanh? I wanted to show you just what you were getting with the package."

"You grow more beautiful every time that I see you," he said quietly.

"Good," Rachel smiled, "I want to know something. I'm trying to understand a few things and how this is all supposed to work. I understand you and Simmit, believe me. But, ... "

"Simmit will have Copper," he said, "They are for each other. I love Simmit because I always have. I will love Copper because she is Simmit's. But -- "

Rachel turned and embraced him, "This is all so dammed complicated, Rohkanh. Just tell me two things straight. Copper is with Simmit, but you'll have them when they need you, right?"

"Yes," he nodded, "They belong to each other."

"Who do you belong to in this?" she asked, staring at his eyes.

"I want to belong to Rachel," he said with no hesitation. "I want to go to the abyss with you as often as you want me there, and I will never hurt you."

Rachel thought about it briefly. This was right about at the edge, where they were here. She thought about keeping the status quo again and found it safe and unattractive to her. She looked up at Rohkanh for a moment. All that she had to do was take this step and her life would certainly change, and as far as she could tell, it certainly held its attractions. She took a breath and let it out before she cleared her throat.

"Equal, right? You and me?"

He nodded, looking suddenly surprised that he might not have said it clearly enough, "It is what I want."

Rachel let go of his hand and put her arm around his waist and he looked over. She looked into his eyes and saw his heart plainly, so she nodded, "Then I belong to Rohkanh," she said. "Come over here with me. I want to wash my male before I go back to Sariel. I don't want him to wake up and find me gone, not tonight. I'm still his mother."

He nodded, "I hope that he can like me. I have dreamed of having a son like him, but that is his choice to make."

It was a bit of fun and it killed off the last of the soap, since there hadn't been that much to begin with and he was ... well, he was large. She washed his tackle carefully and found that she'd been correct. She needed two hands to hold his scrotum. She pulled back his foreskin and washed him carefully, but thoroughly and she left it with a kiss before she replaced the foreskin just as he was beginning to harden.

"I need to talk to you a little more," she said in explanation, "and I think that you'll want Simmit again, She may have a surprise for you, I don't know, but if that's what happens, then I want to send you off to her clean."

She heard herself and rolled her eyes, "God, I'm such a mother..."

Rachel pulled him under the steaming cascade where they stood a little hidden from the view of the others. She put her arms around him and smiled. "I'm going to stay here at least another day, Rohkanh. Sometime during that time, I'll want you to make love to me when I'm like this for you, but I'll need for you to be gentle and slow then. I can't take much punishment like this. You can do that, right?"

He nodded, "I ache to do that with you. Your heart is a little like the abyss. It yearns and needs for something which it has never known. I see this and I will give to you everything that I can to fill your heart."

"That sounds so good," she sighed against him, "If I mean that much to you, then it's more than I've ever had.

Listen."

She looked up into his eyes and spoke a little slowly, not wanting to ruin the moment. Since Rohkanh and Simmit spoke English with an accent, she was certain that she'd have an accent to him, and she wanted to do this the right way as Simmit had taught her.

"Humans all have at least two names," she said, "Your sister told me that there is only one Rohkanh. Can you pick me up a little?"

He reached down and his arm went under her bottom as he lifted her easily so that they could look into each other's eyes. She smiled and leaned in to rub the side of her face against his. "Ask me who I am, Rohkanh. Ask this human girl, the shy one who almost trembles in her uncertainty.

"Sjarsh the-ta?" He asked very softly in his deep voice as he held her to him.

"Berra sheynah, Rachel," she sighed to him, and he was startled to hear his speech from her sweet lips. All of their conversations carried both languages, her speaking English and him in his tongue -- when he wasn't struggling to learn what was spoken most here.

"Rachel, zhu-ahn Rohkanh," she whispered, "It's what I think I want to be. We just need to see if this can work, but I want you, Rohkanh. I want you as you want me. I was there with you in the darkness. I want to live in it with you."

She let go of his neck then and leaned back to look at what she was at least sure enough that she wanted to be able to find the courage to say it.

"Berra sheynah Rachel zhu-ahn Rohkanh," she said a little proudly, surprised at how good it felt to say it. Deshta koh berran tsah nilh. Deshta koh, Rohkanh." [I am Rachel, mate of Rohkanh. Please tell me that we will love. Please tell me this, Rohkanh.]

The huge demon stopped breathing, his eyes going wide. He reached for her cheek and spoke very slowly in a very soft and deep voice, "Eth zharranh. Ilth shur dokk." [As I live, I am yours.]

"Answer him!" they heard Simmit's voice from across the large chamber, "If you want this, you must answer now, Rachel."

Rachel laughed a little in surprise that Simmit had been listening, "What do I say?"

"You say the same as he said to you and it is done," Simmit called as she walked quickly over to them, dragging a dwarf-girl along behind her who smiled through her wet eyes.

Rachel looked at Rohkanh and she suddenly knew that this would work. She kissed his lips very softly and smiled, trying not to sob, since she felt one of those on the way now as well. "Eth zharranh, Rohkanh" she said purposefully, "Ilth shur dokk."

She looked at Simmit and Copper and smirked, "Ok, look; I think I know that between us all in this, there might not be all of the privacy that I'm used to a lot of the time. I think I can get used to that. But for now, well, could the two of you stop smiling like that and just bugger off somewhere for a little while?

And thank you both. This is going to be different, but I think we can have a lot of laughs if it works out."

A little while later, Rachel lay on her back, sighing with a smile at Rohkanh. She couldn't figure out just how he could do this without crushing her, but she didn't think about it too much. She was so taken with the way that his balls moved against her ass with her legs around him, and the way that he felt inside of her made her moan as though she was listening to somebody else's sounds. He'd already come and so had she, but they went on like this, enjoying the slowness and saying little things to each other.

She'd never had a male who could carry on little conversations as he fucked her. No one had ever done that with her before and she loved it for many reasons, and one of the most important to her was that this huge magnificent male -- mighty Rohkanh -- as Simmit had said, was holding out his heart to place it in her hand and he was doing it in the damndest way, too.

He asked her for help. He asked her to teach him how to use cutlery and to eat from plates because he didn't want to embarrass her in front of her friends. That was the one that did it for her, she realized. It didn't make much sense to her, but along with all of his quiet and polite requests, the one that had suddenly made this all fit for her was when he asked her to teach him table manners of all things. She needed to hear only one more thing from him, since they'd already discussed everything that they could think of for now.