Chapter 4
I always knew one day I’d be captured.
Killed even.
Ever since the sickness changed me, it’s been a game of hunt and be hunted.
I’m no longer a human, but a creature to be feared.
Except this scent, this luscious dripping nectar that pools beneath the clenching bare ass…it doesn’t reek of terror.
It’s lust.
And the hot sweat rippling along the forehead of the scowling one in the corner betrays his anger.
Jealousy perhaps?I would be as well, with such a ripe golden haired female fastened down that I could only gaze upon, but not touch.
One long, savoring taste is enough to make her quiver, drenching my tongue with her longing.
“Do it.” Her whisper lingers in its plea.
Begging me.
This has to be a sinful trap.
With a wary eye on the cuck with the taser, I give in to the temptation of the pale skin of the woman splayed out in front of me.
My throbbing red cock slides free of its hairy sheath, bobbing against my stomach in a wanton beat.
What is their plan?
With a single claw, I trace the tender line of flesh down her chest, letting a ribbon of blood graze to the surface as I watch the man.
She doesn’t mewl. Or scream.
Only the slightest draw of her rapid breath betrays the pain I know she’s feeling.
I can hear the guard’s teeth grit, and the beat of his accelerating heart as he watches.
This is certainly unique.
Perhaps I’ll just eat her. I’m sure she’s delicious.
Young, ripe.
Soft lines and rounded hips. Her full breasts would be a meal on their own.
And that meaty ass.
Stringers of saliva melt from my jowls as the metallic taint of her wound fills my nostrils.
Clear puddles collect and grow on her trembling belly before they race down her flanks.
Over her newly mended skin.
She’s one of those.
My pack and I have feasted on the remains of a town that was slaughtered by other humans in search of one.
A super-healer.
I thought they were a rumor.
Just to satisfy my own curiosity, I sink my long canines into the fleshy part of her thigh, letting the burning morsel coat my throat like caramel while I keep my gaze fixed on the thug against the wall.
I was right, she is exceptional.
And as I watch the jagged holes mesh back together, the vitality of her ability surges through my limbs like bursts of raw fuel.
Now I understand why wars are fought over her kind.
She watches me in shaking silence.
How odd she doesn’t make a sound.
Her cranky guard is growing redder. I can see the veins popping in his temple.
But this vixen still flares with desire…for me.
My alpha is very strict about mating. He limits breeding pairs as the humans dwindle in count.
He isn’t here though.
That must be why she’s tied down and her pussy is pleading with me for pups.
Cum drips from the slit in my cock, adding to the mess of fluids seeping across the metal table.
Should I play out their little scenario?
They’ll never release me.
So the longer her womb stays empty, the better for my survival.
With only a small tug, I rip the cuff out of the socket holding down her ankle.
Folding her thigh across, it twists her slim waist.
They think I’ll do what they want?
Fuck them.
The sheen of glazed liquids reflects the stark lights on her hip before I line my aching cock and slam it into her tight…
Little…
Ass.
Her cherry mouth makes a circle that widens with her eyes when I sink the full length of my slick shaft deep into her puckering hole.
No threat of children as my pelvis rocks, pounding mercilessly into her.
That pink lower lip tucks between her bottom teeth.
She could scream. Cry out that I’m violating the wrong hole.
But she doesn’t.
Instead, her eyes seem to lose focus, the grimace of pain that at first tainted her features drifts to the polar turn of arousal.
My nuts slap against her thighs and begin to tighten. The heat of climax brews within me as I feel her muscles start to clench around me.
I thought I’d find death upon my capture, but I found a flaxen-haired whore that carries the miracle of immortality in her needy, smooth body.
If I can escape, I’ll take her with me.
My pack would never have to suffer losses with her under my control.
The thought of the prestige I would earn makes my knot swell, widening the base of my rigid cock as I seize through the first spasms of my release.
Her gasp betrays her muscles contracting through a shudder, milking my sensitive cock as I spurt fire into her nether recesses.
Folding myself over her, my fangs touch her ear.
With one more hard rut, I betray myself and my kind with a single word.
“Mine.”