"But what fun is that," Stella purrs up at him, stretching so that her breasts bob slightly. The stone echos noise like nothing else. The monks had known that the pair are quite in tune with their sexual nature, but they hadn't known that their energies had built up since the children had been born. Eventually they tune out the noises coming from the pair's chamber.<br/><br/>Stella's usually well ordered pile of furs is scattered all over her chamber. Still it makes up for it by being cuddled up to Dagger. The fire makes her warm and Dagger provides a nice cool spot to balance it out. Stella had been in the twilight stage of sleep when Dagger kisses her. His slow contented breathing lulls her back to sleep. When they wake later in the afternoon the blizzard has passed. Still for now she feels content laying against Dagger. Even when the snow does begin to melt she and her mate still find time to have a quick mating session. After another rough mating session Stella asks a question that had been bugging her lately. "Dagger? what would you think of having another child?" Three days later the mislabeled morning sickness begins.