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My mouth watered to lick up her slick. I didn’t want to let any of it go to waste.

“I shouldn’t let you touch yourself, but since our time is short…”

She hummed around me, causing my sack to contract. Since I did not fill my mate’s cunt this morning, this was going to happen embarrassingly fast. I watched as my thick, veined cock disappeared into her mouth over and over again.

I picked up the pace, hearing her cunt make a wet noise with her fingers. “I want you to come. Can you come for me?”

My mate sighed and hollowed out her cheeks, pulling the seed from my cock. I strained to keep my sounds at bay as I released my load and threaded my fingers through her hair.

“What a good little mate, so perfect.” I breathed out.

Lucy gave a tentative lick and rose, when suddenly the bushes shook in front of us, and a big smile and pink hair came into view.

“Simon! What a big dick you have! Holy cheeseburger!”

Lucy stood up, standing in front of me to hide me as I put everything back into my pouch. I waited for the inevitable, my mate’s jealousy to unleash.

I saw my mate’s wrath when I had bitten her many days ago. She didn’t like the idea that I was even friends with Calliope.

I waited for the standoff to end, ready to grab Lucy so she didn’t hurt Calliope.

“Oh my gods, it’s so nice to finally meet you!” Lucy jumped toward Calliope. I reached out to grab Lucy, but Calliope pulled Lucy into a hug as well.

“You must be Lucy! His mate! I’m so excited you are here! The Wood is all excited. It’s been the new popular gossip since me and Valpar got together. Let me tell you, he's so glad people aren't talking about us so much.

Valpar stopped just behind Calliope and stared down at me. “Thrilled,” he deadpanned. “Stop sucking dick on my territory and come eat.”

Lucy’s mouth hung open, and she turned redder than her favorite candied roots.

Calliope only laughed and tugged Lucy’s arm. “Isn’t Valpar the funniest? Come on, I’ll show you around. I’m so happy for both of you. So excited to have my best friend find a lady friend. And just so you know, he never had a goat lady friend,” she whispered in her ear. “In fact, he never had a goat rut. I had wondered if he had anything wrong with his pee pee, but couldn’t find a goat doctor to check it.”

“Calliope!” I groaned and slapped my face.

Calliope turned toward me, and her face softened. “You didn’t just learn how to come into your mate’s mouth, but learned how to talk, too? Hope it wasn’t all in that order, though, because that would be awkward.”

Lucy giggled and pushed Calliope towards me.

Calliope took several tentative steps, as I did. Once we were close, it was my turn to look down at her. There were so many memories I had of her looking down at me with a smile on her face, telling me about her days, what bothered her, and how much she wanted to fit in. Now, she had a mate, as well as I.

We both grew up in our own way.

“Why didn’t you stay and hang around with me?” She played with her fingers like she always did when she was nervous.

I grabbed her hand and held it in mine. “Because you had Valpar, your mate. You didn’t need me anymore.”

Calliope looked back at Lucy, who tried to give us privacy, but her curiosity was too great.

“I could have taught you to speak,” Calliope whispered. “I could have helped.” She frowned.

I leaned forward and tilted up her head. She gave me a sad smile. “I don’t care if you look like this now. I’d always loved you, Simon. You’re my best friend.”

I breathed in a heavy sigh and wrapped her in a tight embrace.

“I know I can be a bit of a lost cause sometimes,” I muttered. “You needed me as Simon the goat. Not Simon the faun.” Calliope twisted her lips and pouted. “If I was a faun when you met your mate, I would have come between you both. I would never want that. But now…” I held my hand out to Lucy. “Now I have a mate, too, and it won’t bother Valpar so much.”

Valpar grunted.

“Like I said, not as much.”

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