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It had been a long day and Kassandra was looking forward to a bath and sleep.
She had returned to Linou farms of Elis almost seven months ago, tired after her ordeal in Atlantis. Despite loving her mother, her brother and the crew of the Adrestia, she had developed a strong dislike of Sparta; specifically it's rigid militarism and the treatment of the helots. Alexios had come with her when she left, but Myrrine had stayed behind to renew her marriage to Nikolaos.
Right now Alexios was out with Barnabas and the rest of the Adrestia's crew, taking his rage out on some pirates who were raiding the coastline.
Kassandra had stayed on land to drive off a particularly brave wolf pack that had come too close to a Linou farmer's sheep herd the other night. The wolves had led her on a merry chase, past the Forest of Pholos, all the way into the Forgotten Swamp, nearer to the Kingdom of Pelops.
So there she was, walking a leisurely pace back to town when she decided to treat herself to a nice dip in the river. It was late spring but already felt more like mid-summer.
She stripped quickly, untied her hair from it's braid and waded into the waist-deep water. The only thing she kept with her at all times was the Staff of Hermes Trismegistus.
After thoroughly soaking herself, Kassandra waded back to shore. Laying herself down upon the soft grass, she idly watched the late afternoon sun dance upon the river's surface. From here she could just see the statue of Pholos, rearing mightily for all to see.
As she began to doze off a heavy weight landing on top of her shocked her back to wakefulness. It was just Ikaros, Kassandra was surprised to discover. He wasn't the most snuggly of birds and hadn't shared his body heat like this since they were both very young.
Kassandra closed her eyes again, just wanting to enjoy the feel of the breeze, grass and Ikaros's feathers against her naked body.
Very quickly though, Kassandra's innocent enjoyment turned more lustful.
Especially since having Ikaros's soft feathers continually rubbing against her bare womanhood was inciting something deep inside of Kassandra. She moaned despite herself, lying beneath Ikaros's body, as the regular movement rubbed at her like her own hands. She buried her head into Ikaros's body in shame, trying to control her breathing.
She didn’t want to feel aroused by having her sex constantly rubbing against Ikaros's feathers… but her body wasn’t exactly listening to her. It didn’t know that the thing continually pushing against her was Kassandra's loyal eagle, only that it liked what it felt. As the misthios felt a blush creep into her cheeks; she panted despite herself, felt her womanhood growing slick.
But there was an even worse development waiting.
She could feel a modest bump starting to grow at Ikaros's genital slit, down where it was aligned with her cunt, causing an almost bashful pressure against her.
“Malaka!” she swore. She almost moved to wriggle free, but not only did she stay put, moving nothing but a slow gyration of her hips, but the movement just ended up leaving Ikaros worked up even more. She felt a cock start to poke out of the slip, a modest lip of flesh that was pushing against her cunt. “Ikaros! No! C-control yourself!”
The eagle screeched in reply. He continued humping against her, the regular movement making his body shake, and as Kassandra lay against him, his cock continued to unsheathe from his genital slit, and then, with nowhere else to go and his mistress's cunt right up against his cock, he almost shyly slipped right in.
Kassandra moaned as she was penetrated. She tried desperately to avoid feeling pleasure from this, this was her eagle, she couldn’t enjoy this! Ikaros screeched and took a few steps forward and the motion caused him to slip another inch deeper into her and Kassandra felt herself become wetter.
“Y-you can’t,” she whispered, tears in her eyes—whether from the pleasure or shame, she couldn’t have said. “No… Ikaros, please s-stop… don’t, please…”
By now the eagle was antsy, his wings fluttering. Every movement sawed him a little bit back and forth in his mistress's cunt.
And so, the fucking began.
Ikaros bucked into the misthios. With her back to the earth, Kassandra couldn’t help but move her hips in time with his thrusts and moan in sudden feedback as the formerly humble penetration instantly surged into something far greater. She was not a small woman, but she was currently being fucked by a full-grown Golden eagle, and his cock was massive.
Immediately, Kassandra found herself stretched and strained in a way beyond anything she had ever imagined; her words left her and she could only moan into Ikaros's underbelly as she was taken by her loyal eagle. His cock thrust into her again and again, making her shake, making her strain; the sensation of intercourse was overriding everything else, flushing her full of a pleasure she wished desperately to deny. Tears stinging the corners of her eyes, Kassandra moaned and cooed into Ikaros's tummy, and hated herself for it.
For his part, though, Ikaros didn’t particularly care for foreplay or going at his mistress's pace. Mere seconds after he pulled out he thrust in again, even harder, and Kassandra's whole body bucked against him, filling the meadow with her loud moans. The sudden replacement of Ikaros's thick cock pulling out with the sudden ferocity of the eagle's thundering right into her, into her very core, was almost intoxicating.
Her body was responding well to Ikaros. When the eagle pulled out she crooned against the thick weight of him inside her; when Ikaros thrust inside, Kassandra's waiting warmth sucked him in eagerly, parting around him and then clenching for all she was worth. Ikaros screeched and mashed his hips in response, clearly enjoying Kassandra's reply; his cock pushed in even deeper, flaring widely and making her cunt feel even more sensitive and tender than before. Trying to catch her breath in-between moans, Kassandra squeezed as hard as she dared. The feeling of her walls clamping tight around Ikaros's thick cock made her world spin.
Finally, after minutes of getting fucked by her eagle, Kassandra felt it coming—the tension in Ikaros's cock. Malaka, he’s going to cum in me, she realized. Ikaros is going to breed me.
And he did, flushing her with waves of eagle semen, making her eyelids flutter as her tummy struggled to hold it all. Hot spunk squeezed out of her slit to messily coat her legs and Ikaros's underbelly.
Once he was finished, the eagle hopped off of his mistress and took to the air. Kassandra knew he wouldn't truly go far from her and trusted that he would keep and eye on her as she continued to lay still against the earth, recovering from the fucking she had just received.
Two months had passed since the incident with Ikaros, and Kassandra had mostly retired from adventuring. There were a couple of reasons. She had become somewhat of a fixture in Linou, to the point where people from all over Greece had come settle in the farmlands protected by the Eagle-Bearer herself. Despite the occasional feeling of being trapped, Kassandra had begun to appreciate the quiet life, and it would have felt wrong to abandon all the people here who looked up to her.
And, of course, it was hard to adventure while pregnant.
The misthios rose with a groan, sweat beading her head. The eggs in her tummy settled against one another. Golden eagle eggs were already large on their own, and for her to be carrying an above average amount of eggs in one clutch…
Well, some days it felt like a victory just to stand up.
Ikaros was a proud father, constantly hovering near her and willing to attack anyone he deemed a potential threat to his mate and unborn chicks.
When Kassandra first realized Ikaros's seed had taken, she had been terrified. How was she, a mostly human woman supposed to give birth to Golden eagle eggs? How would her brother, her crew, the village react?
Kassandra needn't have worried.
Glykeria, the local midwife, was the first to discover Kassandra's pregnancy. The woman had shown up outside Kassandra's house, told her she had guessed Kassandra's condition and demanded to make sure everything was going well. There was some shock when she realized Kassandra was carrying eggs and not a human child, but Glykeria just put it down to Kassandra being a living goddess and went about business as usual. The rest of the village did the same.
Alexios didn't care about her pregnancy, or who the father was, at all. He was certainly supportive of her, but as he explained he had been raised by the cult to believe he was a god, so to him it didn't seem strange that his half-sister could be impregnated by an eagle.
Having those closest to her at least be supportive, if maybe not quite understanding, was a huge relief to Kassandra.
As her due date approached, Kassandra swung between fear and excitement. She wanted the eggs out of her, but the thought of giving birth terrified her. Luckily, the day her water broke and her labor cramps began, Kassandra was able to send Ikaros to fetch Glykeria before making her way to the room they had set up as the birthing chamber.
“Push,” Glykeria insists, and Kassandra squeeze in line with a contraction. She could feel the first egg lurch down into the birthing canal. It felt too wide, too massive—it felt like it was going to split her open. Kassandra heaved for breath, and though Glykeria held her hand, the woman's voice was like iron. “Push.”
Kassandra pushed—and squeezed—and her first egg plopped free.
And before long, so do the next seven.
After the birth, Kassandra was moved from the birthing room to her own bedroom. Beside her bed lay a basket full of soft blankets and her eight eggs. Ikaros was lying on top of them, keeping the eggs warm until their chicks were ready to hatch. Kassandra quickly fell asleep, exhausted by the day's events.
The next morning, Kassandra would awake to the sound of her eggs hatching.