Relief pushed through her along with a contraction when she could hear her mate’s excited bark outside their den. There had never been any worry about if he would be there for her, but it was a comfort to know he was close by, not that he would have gone far anyway. She turned his licks and nuzzles the best she could, before the true work of giving birth began to kick in. When at last she heard the pup’s voice, she relaxed more. Though her body still cringed and twinged, she was confident he was the only one coming out. For that she was thankful.

When her breath finally came freely she smiled wearily at her mate. His mere presence brought her peace, now only multiplied by the contentment of their mutual creation. She felt complete with the three of them around her.

As the wind continued to pound the waves outside their den, Inanna looked to the sandy walls and breathed in all that was around her. This was the world that had been created for her, and that she had created herself, with him, and now with them. The wind and the weather lent to the power and the magic of life. Thor spoke their son’s name and she smiled pleasantly, licking her lover’s face. With you as his father, he will be the god of whatever he wishes to be.

Her grin turned sly. With a gentle nuzzle to the pup she shifted and nipped her teeth gently into Thor’s thick ruff. Clenching, carefully, on him, she tried to use her teeth and a paw to pull him down next to her. With her men around her, she could not help but feel a contented bliss, even as the gale continued to blow outside.