I Reincarnated into a GOAT?

Mater is Finally Happy

I entered my room with Cayte in my arms. seeing the guard outside my bedroom doors  provides me with ease of mind.

Inside Dawn is reading with her head in Coral's lap. Coral is also reading some kind of spell book, while Dawn is reading a steamy romance novel. Both look over at me as I enter the room carrying Cayte.

"This is Cayte, she can't talk, but she can hear, make sure to inform the others when they wake up" I tell them as I lay her down with the triplets, then kiss Amber, then Coral. I don't even hesitate as I then kiss their petite baby bumps.

"You marked her" Amber is looking at my last bride, a look of...anger on her face.

"You made a weakling a bride!" Coral's voice grates on my patience.

I should have known they would hesitate to welcome her to our family. If she was considered an abomination to demons, her existence to demonesses and gellos was...an eyesore. One that they would seek out to eliminate.

Since my brides are very strong, and they carry my spawn, their status will always be high...so in their view I have brought dishonor to them.

In my view I have elevated all of them, made them what they are. If the sister Fates determined that I needed Cayte, then that is who I need. Instead of saying all this aloud, I send a mindlink to all seven brides, I see those sleeping change their facial expressions as I portray my desires and command.

The sister Fates have their hands in everything we are trying to accomplish, I must believe this, otherwise my previous lives were destroyed in vain. Therefore, Cayte is just as important as the other six. Her sheltered existence at the hands of two of my most loyal generals...all of it has coalesced into her being mine.

After my mental vomit that I spewed at them, Amber and Coral are looking down, Dawn is refusing to look me in the eyes...and I see Aster finally waking up.

I feel myself begin to smile as I see her swirling orbs staring up at me, the smile on her face is beautiful. I am so anxious to tell her about the twins...but after waking her in such a violent method, I hold off.

I feel relief when she grabs hold of Cayte, and peers into her eyes. Aster has the gift of sight, all the triplets do, much stronger than my Mater's gift.

"My Lord, the gello is broken, but not destroyed. Once her evolution is complete...she will be very strong in both potions and casting" Aster smiles up at me and continues to talk, "and since she can hear the curses, but not feel them leaving her body, she will be able to use any and every curse known to demons...yes, this female was destined to be yours."

I can feel my body responding to her words, the miniscule doubt that I didn't know I had disappeared at her words.

Thank the gods and the sister fates. Thank Nate and Tate for taking care of her all these years.

I bend down to Aster, "Thank you bride" then I kiss her lips. "I have a secret to tell you" I kiss her lips again. I watch her face light up, my gentleness is new for her, in fact the last time she was fully awake I almost impaled her with my cock..it felt amazing, but I am sure her body had to heal as well as evolve after the demonic s****l frenzy she was subjected to.

"I'm waiting, My Husband" her voice whispered against my lips, I kissed her again, plunging my tongue into her mouth, enjoying her flavor mixed with Caytes. I reach down to her belly, and cup her tiny waist in my palm.

"I witnessed two little happy orbs enter your sleeping belly...my pregnant bride" I say against her lips.

"Seriously?" her voice rose a bit, her excitement palpable as she looked over at my four brides, her sisters still sleeping.

"Yes Aster, seriously. Your sisters are also pregnant" I share it all. Her eyes light up as she looks over at Cayte. "We need to get you pregnant too, then My Lord's Mater will be happy!"

Cayte finally notices Dawn's extended belly, and Coral and Amber's baby bumps. Her eyes are as big as saucers. She reaches down to her belly, and looks back up at me. I understand what she is trying to say. "Yes, I will fulfill my duty and you will carry my spawn. '' I smile down at her. I guess she takes it as right now, because the little gello jumps into my arms and begins to kiss my face, her breasts near my mouth. I can't help it, I begin to chuckle as I lick her red n****e that is poking my lips.

Her actions feel more like an inexperienced teen (much as I was in my Justin incarnation), but like such, her enthusiasm is contagious.

I begin to release my pheromones in the room, making my bride's smell of arousal permeate my senses. I can feel the sleeping sisters begin to stir, their bodies reacting to my summoning, as the other brides begin to embrace my body. I lay down on the bed, and let my brides explore me with their hands and mouths. Cayte is a fast learner as she watches her sister mates love on me, her tentative hands soon become as demanding as the others.

I focus on positive feelings, on how beautiful her slanted eyes are, how the kitten pupils draw me in, how her smell is intoxicating and blends with my other brides perfectly.

Cayte is the lowest level of my brides, but I feel that her getting pregnant now instead of evolving more will create a unique spawn, one that will help build my foundation. I follow my gut feeling and pour out every good feeling possible. I draw in my six lives as humans because I don't know her well enough to have genuine love yet.

My actions are fueled by instinct-as much as I tried to stop my brides from getting pregnant, once I crossed the inevitability of it, I decided to go all out. Besides, I can't deny one part of the prophecy and expect it to be successful.

I feel my brides wetness against my hands and mouth, they are using my body and I love every second of it.

Once I feel that I could c*m, I guide Cayte on top of me, positioning her legs around me and guide myself into her center. Her wide eyes are showing a bit of fear laced with hesitation, but Coral, my beautiful caring Coral, guides her body down, showing her how to ride me. I watch the two as Coral cups Cayte's breasts in her hands and kisses her neck.

Watching my bride pleasure each other is...perfect. I will never tire of watching their dainty bodies lick and suck each other. Cayte is so very tight, and her movements are so new and unsure-watching her pleasure me as she is pleasured by Coral makes my c**k harden and lengthen more. I see her eyes get bigger as I stretch her p***y even more, finally I buck underneath her-wanting to grab her waist and pound into her, but my hands are busy fcking my brides, their p***y's coating my digits. I feel Aster move over my face, her p***y grinding against my mouth as I c*m deep inside of Cayte, letting my emotions run rampant, feeling as much care and devotion as I can towards the little kitty riding my c**k.

As soon as I c*m, I can taste Aster on my tongue, her juices flowing down my throat as Dawn and Amber c*m in my hands. The room is filled with moans and the smell of arousal, the scents mixing together, making me hard again as Cayte moves off my d**k, her juices coating me. I didn't even realize she orgasmed, but her flushed face and the thick goo on my c**k evidence of her pleasure. I feel Coral climb on my hardened d**k and begin to ride me with abandon.

My other brides are laying down next to me, their bodies satiated as Coral finds her pleasure and cums gloriously on my c**k, her tight embrace pulling my own orgasm from me. Still deep inside her, she leans down and puts her head on my heart, her smiling face looking over at Aster's prone form.

My five brides and I look towards the potions room as we hear tinkling, like Tinker fcking Bell from the human dimension, and watch as one, two, three, four...fcking orbs...five...dear sister fates WTF are you doing to me...I try blocking Caytes belly, no way in Hell is she going to birth five spawns at once...when they guide over my hand and enter, all but one...who instead goes over to Coral and enters her instead...I am looking at her with a this is bullshit expression, and she is looking at me with a how could this happen expression. Fck if I know.

Can a pregnant demon get pregnant again?

I can't even process what just occurred. Cayte is pregnant with four souls, Coral is pregnant with one , then another one...Dawn and Amber thank goodness still have one soul spawn each...Aster has two...Zinnia has one...Violet has two. If I can add correctly, does that mean my ass is about to have thirteen little demon spawns running around? WTF?

Will seventy seven elite soldiers be enough to watch all of them?

Will I ever get laid again once they are born?

"When the little cambiens are born, you are not allowed to neglect my needs!" I tell the brides, knowing I probably sound like a spoiled brat.

Their laughter at my outburst makes me cringe a bit...I will get loyal gellos to help care for my spawn to ensure I get to continue to enjoy their tight little bodies. With this assurance to myself, I feel my body finally relaxing.

Like my bonding with Cayte, my body feels even more fulfilled.

I watch as Cayte's eyes begin to close, with my mating, marking, and feeding her blood, she should be going into an evolution phase. Of my seven brides, Dawn is by far the strongest. She is already an upper level demoness, and could visit Faeton at will, if she wanted me to kill her instantly.

Dawn and Coral were both demonesses, but not upper echelon yet. They should be having an evolutionary phase soon, especially with the magical spring water added to their development. The triplets were all at different stages. Violet was the only one still considered a gello, but her level was closer to a lower level demoness, the other two were lower level, but closer to mid level demonesses. Cayte was a solid gello still, similar to Amber when I found her.

I look over at my brides...it is time to conquer Ashehall. I have my legion ready, plus the faster I can combine the levels of hell, the faster I can protect my brides and spawns. I am now fighting against time, Dawn should be delivering in about two months.

I call Tytus to me as I get out of my bed and walk to the garden.

I will need to make arrangements for my brides, since my elite soldiers will be on the battlefield with me. Luckily we have butlers for a reason.

Tytus as well as Clyde are by far the most dangerous demons loyal to us.

Their status as butlers is due to that strength.

I watch him translocate to me, his demonic eyes glowing in expectation.

"It is time, I will prepare the soldiers for battle. We will depart in five days. You know what to do" I watched him nod and bow to me, his right hand fisted over his heart.

I then head to my Parens quarters. Five days. This will be the bloodiest battle to date, I've prepared for it, so have my soldiers.

I'm about to make my Mater the happiest demoness in Hell as I knock on their door. She will help Clyde And Tytus watch over my brides...and the thirteen demon spawns they carry.