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Clancreb

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Chapter 39: Iga and Creb’s seclusion

After Creb led Iga to their new hearth, she began preparing a tea for the two of them. Creb sat in silence as he watched his new mate. She took off the dress that Ayla had loaned her for the occasion of their mating and carefully folded it. It had belonged to Luna and came from the magical trunk for of things Harr was constantly pulling wondrous things from. Creb thought Iga would remain naked, because he knew Pleasures were constantly on her mind. Instead, she put on a wrap that was barely big enough to cover anything. The effect gave him Needs more strongly than her unwrapped body did. After she finished making the tea, she took one of the cups, came forward and sat before him. He tapped her on the shoulder.

“This woman has made some tea for her mate,” signed Iga.

Creb took the offered cup, then she grabbed her own cup, still sitting, facing him. He took a sip. It had a strange taste, not at all like Ayla’s or Iza’s teas.

“What is in it?” signed Creb.

“Some camomile to help us relax and a little mushroom I found that will put us more in the mood to Share Pleasures,” replied Iga, in English.

Creb found her voice by itself gave him needs. He drank down his tea, as did she, before climbing into his lap so she could sit facing him. She put her arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. His hand reached down to hold her butt so she wouldn’t fall.

While they kissed, she squirmed against him and soon his manhood began to rise. She moved back a little and he organ was now free to stand up. Then, she moved closer so she could rub he labia against his rock-hard organ. She broke off the kiss and lifted up so she could engulf his organ in her wet folds. She was staring in his eyes as she did this and he could see the anticipation, then satifaction as he slid into her fully. She leaned forward and started kissing him again as she gently rocked back and forth.

Creb found himself enjoying this sensation as he slid around inside her. But it was making his Need stronger, not Relieve it. Finally, he could take it no more! He leaned forward, but her legs were locked around his waist and her arms were around his neck. Their kiss broke off as she fell on her back, himself on top of her. With only one arm, he had trouble holding himself up. Iga straightened on leg, then rolled them over on that side so that now she was on top. She changed her position to kneeling with his organ inside her. She grabbed his hand and put in on his chest, then started bouncing up and down on him. Creb carrressed the breast in his hand and he watched her bounce on him as her snatch massaged his organ. He could see in her eyes that she was enjoying this as much as he was.

“Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” moaned Iga, in English, before her moans became wordless. Creb found the sound of her voice was maked his Need stronger. She was still moaning when he suddenly felt his Need Relieved! She collapsed on him as he felt his essence pumping into her and she struggled to catch her breath.

When her breath returned to normal, she lifted up enough that he found it easier to breathe. She then leaned forward and started kissing him again. He used his tongue to rub against her’s as they kissed. Yet he could also feel himself going soft inside her until her wiggles of excitement caused him to pop out of her. She broke off the kiss, but the look in her eyes said that she didn’t seem to mind that his Need was Relieved and he had no more Need for her.

She leaned her forehead against his and looking him in the eye. Then she gave him another quick kiss before getting off him so that they could lay, facing each other.

After they finished and lay next to each other, Creb asked her:

“Why did you want to be this man’s mate?”

“I thought if you were such a good mate that Luna would keep calling you back from the dead for years, then you were the kind of man I wanted to be mated to,” replied Iga. “And I was right! You are really good at pleasures!”

“And it doesn’t bother you that I am an old man?” signed Creb.

“Does it bother you that I am the Clanluna and Share my Pleasures around, freely?” asked Iga.

“This man does not mind,” signed Creb. “In fact the thought of you Relieving Needs with another man gives this man Needs.”

“I’m glad you don’t mind,” said Iga. “Because I plan to Share myself with every man in this Clan,”

“Why would you do that?” signed Creb.

“If this Clanluna is to be the clanluna for this Clan, she needs to know the skill of the people In this Clan, so that this Clanluna can know how much work is ahead of this Clanluna,” signed Iga.

“Broud has not yet made a decision on whether or not to let the clanluna position exist in this Clan,” signed Creb.

“This Clanluna is still the Clanluna even if Broud decides against her,” signed Iga. “Just as you are still a mog-ur even is you have retired from being The Mog-Ur for this Clan. We still have our skills even if we are not acknowledged as spiritual leaders of this Clan. Zeen may lead the ceremonies for the Clan now, but this frees up your time to go deeper into the spirit world than you could go when you were guiding your Clan there. In the same way. Even if this woman is not allowed to be the Clanluna of this Clan, she can still Share Pleasures with the other members of the Clan.”

Creb nodded at this. He hadn’t considered going into the spirit realm just for his own personal growth.

“This Clan is very different than this Clanluna remembers,” signed Iga.

“Some of that is this man’s doing,” signed Creb. “When this man was mated to Aba, he Shared Pleasures with her just like Luna had done with him in his previous life. Aba was so excited about it that when our mating seclusion ended, she told the other women how much she enjoyed Relieving this man’s Needs. This inspired the other women to entice this man into giving them the Signal. So this man taught their mates how to Relieve women’s Needs. Then, this man starting giving 1st Rites to the new women. Also, learning how to do sling magic allowed this man to become a man and a mate, something that had not happened in this man’s previous life until Luna came to us. And when Ayla arrived, she changed us further. She even put on the redfeet to teach the young men.”

“This Clanluna thinks that she will need Ayla’s help to take care of a Clan this large,” signed Iga. “She’s already trained as a clanluna. If this woman gets recognized as such, she will push for Ayla to be recognized as one too.”

“This man was puzzled by the mouth sounds you made when we Shared Pleasures,” signed Creb. “Why did you keep asking this man to use you to Relieve my Needs while I was already doing that? And what was that moaning about. This man has observed that Ayla does that too.”

“Those sounds are not voluntary,” signed Iga. “When a woman of the Others is enjoying Pleasures very much and her Need is almost Relieved, some women will ask for the man to keep doing what he is doing. And the wordless moans are actually an invitation for anyone who can hear them to join the woman for group Pleasures. Most women don’t know what the moans mean. But they still make them when they are enjoying the Pleasures enough.”

“This man will attempt to make you make those sounds again,” signed Creb, as he leaned forward to kiss her. When she tried to lean foward, he pushed her ont her back and started kissing his way down her neck to he breasts. He sucked and licked one, then the other, as Iga begand making soft little moans. Then he resumed kissing his way down . . . down . . . Iga jumped with each kiss on her tummy as he kissed his way down to her woman parts, which he now began to lick in just the way Aba liked, a way that Iga had taught him in his previous life. And not he was giving it back to her. He must have been doing it right as her moans were loudly echoing throughout the cave.

At first, the whole Clan had serepticiously watched what was going on in Creb’s hearth during their mating isolation. But they soon realized they didn’t need to. The new Others woman was very loud in her sounds of having her Needs Relieved. To the rest of the Clan it seemed like Creb was constantly using her to Relieve his Needs.

But they actually had a lot of free time on their hands, which Iga used to make herself a dress for summer that was barely long enough to cover her woman parts and open on the sides with laces to hold it together. While she was doing that, Creb was experimenting with going further into the spirit world than he had ever been before. Sometimes he did this just with meditation, other times Iga would make a tea to help him get there. She was trying a variety of different mushroom teas to see how they would affect his ability to talk with the spirits or enter their realm. One time, using a particularly strong mushroom, she even went with him.

But finally, their isolation ended, and they were free to leave Creb’s hearth. The hunts that had gone on were very successful and the Clan now had enough meat to last the whole winter, if it were a short one.

“Iga, this Leader wants to see how good you are at hunting,” signed Broud. “Go get your weapon and meet this leader over by those posts we have set up for practice.”

Broud has expecting her to come back with a sling. He was horrified to see her emerge from the cave carrying several small spears! (Harr had packed them in Luna’s trunk when they first rescued her and she had asked Harr to retrieve them for her to use)

“What are you doing with spears!” signed Broud. “Women are not allowed to even touch spears, not even women-who-hunt!”

“This is what this woman usually uses for hunting,” signed Iga.

“Why do your spears have feathers on them?” signed Broud.

“The feathers help it fly straighter when this woman throws it,” signed Iga.

“You throw your spear?” signed Broud. “Show this Leader.”

Iga walked to about the same distance that at man might go to use a sling (without magic). She then threw one of her little spears and it stuck into the wood of the post. She quickly threw another one and it stuck in another post.

“Let this leader see that spear,” signed Broud.

She handed him an unthrown spear. It had a flint head and it was of a higher quality than he had seen before.

“This Leader will need to show this to Droov,” signed Broud. “This Leader will let you know his decision later.”

That evening, Broud called the whole Clan together.

“The new woman Iga has touched a spear,” signed Broud.

Most of the Clan gasped in surprise at this.

“But the spear she touched was one of these little ones, which is made to be thrown,” signed Broud. “She will go on the next hunt. If she is able to kill a large animal with these, she will be made a woman-who-hunts.”

On the next hunt, Broud observed that Iga’s stalking skills were as good as a man’s. Harr had used his broom to spot a herd of aurochs. Once the hunters of the Clan were in sight of the herd, she stalked up to an aurochs, only moving when the aurochs wasn’t paying attention to her. When she got half the distance a man of the Clan would get to begin running it down, she threw one spear and then another. The first spear hit the beast’s shoulder blade. The second, went through it’s heart. She had made the kill. This was the signal for the rest of the Clan to also let loose until Broud stopped them because, they had enough meat.

After the animals were processed, the Clan did a hunting dance where they reenacted Iga’s kill. After the dance, Broud announced:

“The woman Iga has proven herself worthy to be a woman-who-hunts,” signed Broud. “However, she used a spear . . . a little spear that she threw instead of thrusting, like a Clan man would. From now on, women-who-hunt will be allowed to use the little throwing spears, this includes the woman-who-hunts, Ayla.”

After this, the ceremony was performed by Zeen to make her a woman-who-hunts. This was followed by both men’s and women’s ceremonies.

As she danced with the other women, Iga reflected on how much she had missed these women’s rituals. She was the first to throw off her wrap as she danced.

Creb, in the men’s ceremony got a chance to see just how good Zeen had become at leading the men through their memories. The men returned from their ritual, to find the women, as usual, sprawled out naked and asleep. Some of the men woke their mates. Creb followed Harr’s example and went to his hearth to begin preparing tea. He’d let Iga sleep, except . . . he didn’t have the memories for it. He could at least build up the fire and heat rocks.