82. Savage

Chapter 82

Savage

I feel like a half-drowned rat as I scramble up the ladder in first position. I did have to punch Lyle and kick Scythe full in the face to get here, but I'm not sorry at all. By my regina's clear permission with her little stunt, we're playing dirty tonight.

The first thing I see when I jump clear of the rope ladder and back into the forest is a huge figure rolling on the ground, groaning in pain. My regina sprints into the distance, the moon of her bare ass brighter and more precious than the one above us.

Swaggering over to the writhing basilisk as Lyle shoots up from below, I point and laugh at him like a pup.

"You deserve that!" I guffaw.

There's a snarl of warning before I'm tackled to the ground and sucker punched right in the jaw.

Some people see stars when they get punched in the face. I only see the faces of my regina, hundreds of them, floating like shiny, pretty balloons.

"Do it again!" I say excitedly.

He does, only on the other side, and I blink up at his skull-masked face, grinning as I watch Aurelia's faces float around my head.

"Savage," Lyle says disapprovingly before sprinting away.

"We're losing the race!" I cry, shoving at Ghoul, who jumps to his feet, rubbing his cock. "Cock-a-doodle-do!" I laugh, leaping to join in as Scythe runs straight past us as well.

I'm only content for a second because a cloud of shadows speeds past me like an angry ghost, laughing manically and leaving me cold and choking.

"Gods, she's a turn on in every way," Ghoul cackles as he melts into the darkness of the forest.

No fair.

So it's only fair that I shift into my wolf form, and as my bones crunch and my mouth turns into a muzzle, I lick my chops, bounding through the forest and catching up to Scythe and Lyle, who's also shifted into his lion form. But they and Ghoul, who is now solidifying into a man, have stopped in a small clearing.

"Where'd she go?" Scythe rasps, prowling in a circle, searching the gloom.

He's already had his taste, which is driving me crazy, so I know I have to claim her next. But we've lost her. I prowl around the clearing, sniffing the air, feeling with my skin, my soul. A little sparkle of glitter appears to my right?—

Ghoul suddenly gathers into shadows and spears into the forest. I immediately chase after him, snapping at his darkness. He shudders in mid-air, and excited, I ram right through him and head after my regina.

A little yelp sounds ahead of me, followed by the scent of blood. I gasp and immediately shift back into human form.

No!

I leap between a couple of trees to see my regina on her knees, clearly having just tripped and attempting to get up. With a growl, I leap on top of her, pushing her back to the ground and nuzzling her onto her back.

"Ouch!" she complains.

I whine, sniffing out her injury and finding the offending wound on her knee. Crimson seeps from a graze, and I immediately lick at it. She hisses in pain as I soothe her wound before I remember I'm not supposed to be a feral monster and I shift back into human form.

"Heal it baby," I growl, cupping her knee with both hands.

She shoves at me and I allow it, even though it makes me pine, falling back onto my ass on the grass at her feet. Before my very eyes, the graze smooths over, disappearing completely until there's only perfect skin and dried blood left behind.

Eagerly, I leap forward, licking her healing skin and cleaning the dirt and blood off her.

"Savage!" she laughs before pushing away and rolling over onto her knees to attempt to crawl away.

"No!" I growl, grabbing her around her bare hips and pulling her towards me. "Baby, this big wolf's cock needs you so bad." Her pussy lips gleam under the moonlight. Even though she's fighting me off, she's wet and ready, and I position the head of my hard, aching cock at her sweet, sweet entrance, reaching over to grab her throat from the front. "Show me how pretty you can scream," I growl, before shoving into her.

She cries out and I fuck her like I've been wanting to this entire time: relentlessly hard and fast. Her ass is like the finest pillow cushioning my thrusts, her breasts bouncing until I grab them in both hands. Her pussy squeezes me, welcoming my love, and she makes the most perfect, delicious sounds.

Our lion stalks out from the trees ahead of us to the right, and Scythe stalks out from the trees on the left. Lyle's eyes are wide and dilated, fixed on our regina as she gets fucked. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her upright as I move within her, showing her off to my brothers. Showing them that I'm fucking her, that I got to her first. Lyle comes right up to Aurelia and nuzzles the side of her face with his big lion's muzzle.

Lia chuckles breathlessly, cupping his furry cheek. Lyle shifts into his human form, straightening to his full height, his hard cock in front of us.

"Such a pretty regina," Lyle pants, stroking her cheek with the back of his knuckles. "Such a good girl letting her mates use her."

Our regina makes a happy sound before greedily wrapping her hand around his cock and licking it from base to tip. She takes him in her mouth, sucking noisily, looking up at him from under her long, dark lashes.

Scythe, naked since our swim, comes to stand next to Lyle, a purely hungry, jealous look in his bright eyes as his pierced cock hardens to its full length.

Aurelia chuckles around Lyle's cock, making the lion tilt his head back and groan. She places her left hand around Scythe's cock, running her thumb along the piercings one by one as if she finds them fascinating.

Scythe caresses her right cheek, clearly wanting more attention.

So she switches, taking Lyle in her hand and kissing the tip of Scythe's cock before taking it into her mouth all the way until she gags a little, withdrawing with her cheeks hollowing out as she sucks hard on him.

His lips part, watching her in awe, as we all watch our regina in awe. She sucks on Scythe's cock, pumps Lyle's cock, all while taking my cock.

"Our perfect girl," Scythe rasps. "Such a fucking perfect regina."

Couldn't have said it better myself.

"I love you," I whisper in her ear, because it's important to me that I remind her.

She moans, and it comes from her chest, her wet, inner muscles tightening around me before she swaps back to Lyle's cock, teasing the bottom of his head with her tongue.

"That feels so good, angel," he grunts. "You always take us all so well."

She lets me support her as I fuck her roughly, losing myself in her tight, wet heat and sweet, vanilla cupcake scent. I feel all of her, every slight ridge and divot in her pussy. Every curve of her beautiful, soft body. She takes us all with relish and I almost come before I sense that asshole shadow looming up to us, wrapping itself around Aurelia's waist, trying to separate me from my regina.

Aurelia makes the sweetest sound of discontent, and it triggers my protective instincts instantly. In fact, it triggers all of our protective instincts.