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“I wanted to? But then after that first month, when I didn’t get pregnant, I got all up in my head.”
“Why?”
I decided not to lie. “Because I thought they might be important to you. And if I couldn’t do it...” I said, my voice drifting.
“You thought I would leave you?” he said, and then scoffed. “Take off your clothes, my love, and let me show you otherwise.”
“I didn’t say it was rational.” I kicked off my boots and shrugged out of my tops and started shimmying off my jeans. “Is there like a ritual to this?”
I was always finding out new things about Arachnaea—same as it seemed Nia’n’an was finding them out about humans.
“Not that I know of. Would you like there to be?” he asked, picking me up to carry me to the room full of webbing that I thought of as the “sex dungeon” in my head, even though it was well-lit and happy.
“Maybe?” I guessed. “Yeah. Definitely. I mean—let’s do something new, right? For us.”
“And whatever our future will soon be.” He nodded as he set me down, on the hip-height-to-him webbing he’d stretched across half of the room. “Actually, yes,” he said,mounting the web as well. “I have a feeling that this should be very precise work.”
He began tying my wrists down.
“You do, do you?” I asked, feigning innocence.
“Mmm. Very.” He made minute adjustments, and then chose to bind my breasts as well, winding stickier webs around them so that they were forced to present themselves to him, each of my nipples quickly popping into an erect little nub, which he then licked, curling his tongue’s tip around each one.
I purred, then shook myself, realizing we should talk more first. I wanted to set some expectations. “Wait—real fast, Nia’n’an—you do realize we might need to do this more than once?”
“Not really,” he said, before going back to licking my nipples.
I wasn’t sure if he was unaware, or actually disagreeing. “There’s nothing to say there’s an egg up in there.”
“You forget, I tasted you yesterday.”
I looked at him, stunned. “You can tell?”
“Yes.”
“And you never told me?”
“It did not seem like an appropriate topic of conversation,” he said. “Or rather—I have never seen anyone else ever having that conversation before. Not in person, nor on TV.” He lowered his face to be over mine. “Or is it something that a human man only tells his wife in private?”
“Uh, no—most human men don’t know those kinds of things.”
Nia’n’an made the pleased huffing sound he always did, when I told him how superior he was to human men—which he was in every way.
“So this is really going to work? Most likely? No guessing?” I asked him. I was excited, but also slightly panicked. I’d assumed we’d just be rolling the dice again—I didn’t think the dice were loaded.
He ran his hands over my body, in an entirely calm and thus unfair fashion. “We can just practice again, Sloane. You will be fertile for years to come, and I am not going anywhere.”
“It’s just scary.”
“More frightening than being eaten by monsters?” he teased, and I nodded truthfully. “More frightening than being rescued by one?” he went on.
“No,” I refuted him. “That part was easy. Let my wrists go?”
He did what I asked at once, and I reached for him and he let me wrap my arms around his neck, and my legs around his hips, wrapping his arms around me as well.
“And you’re going to be with me every day and you’re going to help a lot and you’re going to love them, too?”
“Yes,” he said. “But not as much as I love you, of course. You will be my sun, and they will be my little moons.”
