“[i]Me…? Really?[/i]”

Belle giggled at Bran’s surprise. She'd expected it, despite Tyka telling Bran that she'd suggested he father Belle's first child. And Belle had talked to Bran about it a few days ago, too. It had been a [i]very[/i] brief conversation, with her asking if Tyka had spoken to him, Bran saying yes, and Belle nodding before turning and hurrying away.

Still, Belle understood his surprise. She was, in fact, the [i]sexual target[/i] of many young [i]and[/i] older men. Most of them were all about the sex, though, using the Clan’s tradition of [i]arranged breeding[/i] as a way to put their cocks inside women who often would not entertain the thought of parting their thighs for them. 

Not every Clan [i]did things[/i] the way Clan Kyst did, of course. The [i]Coast Clan[/i] had instituted [i]arranged breeding[/i] shortly after its creation, to ensure healthy, strong children in a time when the future of the Human Race was in doubt. 

Other Greenland communities – whether they called themselves clans or not – had taken this path. Some had stayed with the [i]old ways[/i]. Some operated somewhere in between, often with the help of Clan Kyst’s breeding males.  

Belle knew that Bran had fathered many healthy children, of course. Breeding itself was kept generally private. But the birth of a new, healthy child was celebrated, as was the parentage.

Belle knew that Bran had fathered at least a dozen children. Annie was his only Clan Kyst child. More than that, though, she was more than just his [i]afkom[/i], his [i]offspring[/i].  She was his daughter.

Bran had married Annie’s mother, Nina, and begun a family with her. Honestly, Annie had been a surprise. Nina had had twelve arranged breedings over six years without a single conception. She'd been [i]written off[/i] as a [i]breeder[/i], something that had been disappointing to Nina and others as well. 

Bran had fallen in love with Nina and married her despite her [i]shortcomings[/i], as villagers such as Tyka had called it. Ironically, Nina birthed Annie just two years into the marriage. Annie was considered by many as a miracle. Others considered Bran the miracle, with plenty of lewd jokes having been told about his [i]seed[/i].

After Belle tempted him with what his daughter had said about the stranger, Bran told her about fathering her child, “It would be my honor, Belle.”

She smiled wide, telling him without any sense of embarrassment, “Annie thinks the stranger might have a big cock.”

She laughed loudly enough to gain the attention of the other two guards. She waved them to go back to their own conversation. She stood, looking down to Bran with a wide devilish smirk. She wanted to ask him if [i]he[/i] had a large penis, too, but couldn't bring herself to say the words. 

“I have to pee,” she did say, suddenly rushing off into the darkness as she told Bran over her shoulder, “[i]My replacement is due soon. Cover for me![/i]”

She probably should have returned, but she wouldn't. It had been Bran’s order to post guards on the quarantine hut all night, so in Belle's opinion, he could share some of the responsibility.