Plans for the future.

I was currently resting on the bed in our house, we had made it back two days ago, my wrist wound was already healing thanks to my increased... Well, healing.

By the time we had made it back my wrist wound was infected, the area around the bite was majorly swollen and causing me a lot of pain, luckily nun Lesy had worked her herbs magic, not gonna lie it actually worked wonders. Less than a day later my wounds were showing signs of proper healing.

Enough of that, I was finally home, my sweet wife was cooking me some soup, and to night I was going to get laid, painful wounds or not. And I think my mother-in-law knew that, she had gone back to her old home with the kids for the night, as much as I hated my kids living in that dump, I need this.

Soon my bowl of soup was ready, but my attention was more focused on the real meal. 'sigh, is it just me or is she getting more sexy as she ages.' Looking at her as she sat besides the bed, I noticed that her hips had grown quite marginally.

"Here you go." She said as she gave me an obvious sensual look.

Taking the soup from her before immediately putting it down on the bedside table. "Fuck this." I said before pulling her into me. She giggled as she jumped on top of me and pulling her dress off.

'this little succubus!' I mentally exclaimed noticing how she wasn't wearing any underwear.

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3 hours later I sat on the bed sipping my now cold soup, 'cant let it go to waste now can we.' Besides me a tired and very naked Sana was catching her breath. Her ass was a tomato red after the many times my body had impacted hers, she was leaking my body fluid from her vagina.

"That was really good Sana. You cooking skills have really improved" I said as I gave her a goodnight kiss. She giggled again, but this time sounding more exhausted.

'Good to be back home.' As lay there, I couldn't help but stare at my wife's body, covered in sweat she looked absolutely stunning. Looking down at my manhood I noticed I was up again. "Sorry Sana I promise to make it up to you tomorrow." Saying that I jumped on top of her laying body, I shoved myself in and...

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I walk up the next day at a very late hour. I was so tired and sore from last night, but apparently my wife was stronger than me. Looking at my bedside she wasn't there.

The sound of kids playing could be heard from the living room. Walking out I found my wife sleeping on the sofa, it had fur layering on it but it was still uncomfortable. Sitting on the floor, Sana's mother was playing with Amethyst, while Junior was sleeping on a blanket layed down on the floor.

'cant believe his two now.' I said as I walked closer, my mother-in-law noticed me and stood up hurriedly. The poor lady was still having PTSD from her dead husband.

"Mother you do know uncle Trek is dead right?" I said in small voice not wanting to wake my wife and child.

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After talking to my mother-in-law about her stay with us and the way she acted around me. She tended to be submissive around me, and I think this extended to all men.

I also learned another thing, due to the lack of able bodied men in the village for the past year the crop production had been going under. "So the village is dying?" I said as I thought about the situation at hand. 'If this goes own then the village will have to rely on merchants for wheat and other grains.' Thinking this far I knew there was only one option.

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Later that night I sat Sana down to discuss my plan of moving to a big town or city, I explained how it would be good for my business and we wouldn't have to worry about safety. The first day we arrived I had told Sana about what I had seen back in the forest, about the creatures that had attacked us, she had been frightened that night which I was thankful for because it meant she believed me.

Surprisingly she only hesitated for a second before I confirmed that her mother would come with us. After that she was more excited than I was.

With that done, I took the news to the chief and he sorrowfully agreed, I guess the old man new the village was done for, with only the old and disabled remaining this village was practically dead, may be it would be revived by the may widows who where left, I only hoped.

In two days a merchant group would pass through the village heading to the nearest city, I didn't know much about the geography of Ratey but I hoped our ride would be willing to share information with us.

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It was the third day after discussing about our arrangements with the chief, the merchant had easily agreed to helping us of course at a cost.

The whole thing had costed me a gold and fifty silver, it was much higher because we decided to take a few things with us and had asked for a separate cart to put it on. We had waited for an extra day before leaving due to the time the merchant had arrived, it was late in the evening and they needed to rest and would continue the next day.

The merchant, who goes by the name of Clement Talon was the owner of this fleet of wagons, he was a crafty thin old man in his fifty's, he held a heavily gold embellished walking stick, he had a very charming personality which I guess worked well for his line of work.

Before we left Sana's mother had sold the cow and mule at a very low price due to the small time frame given. As for the land, it was never theirs to begin with.

When we had talked with the owner he had advised me to keep a close eye on my cart, the guards where here to keep his wagon safe but everyone else was free pickings for them.

With those words I couldn't help but think of a certain corrupt system, 'how do you protect yourself from the people who protect you.'

I looked at the many mercenaries that would be protecting us.