I gasped and fought against Hunter.
He laughingly let me go. “Vanna it is only mating. We want to claim you before any of the other males do. We know we won’t kill you. But we fear that some of the others would.”
“Especially Draven.” Racer said. “He can be a particular violent bastard with a sadistic bent for torment.”
“Usually only when it’s warranted.” Hunter defended.
Racer gave a grudging shrug. “Still, beating a man to death with your bare hands for snarling is a bit excessive.”
“It was a challenge.” Hunter defended.
I took the opportunity of them being faintly distracted to bolt. I scrambled up the bank and fled back to the village.
Racer headed me off. “You’re not going back like that. Put your clothes back on.”
I looked at him defiantly.
“You go back there with those pretty tits bobbing above that dress and half those males will descend on you. Barely able to control themselves.”
“We’re barely able to control ourselves!” Hunter agreed from behind me in the creek.
I lifted my neckline to drop my breasts back down within it. And tossed my skirts down. Glowering at him darkly. “This is your fault. All of your fault.”
“Good little, She-Wolf.” Racer smirked at having persuaded me to obey him.
I kicked at him, but he danced out of range. I scampered around him and fled so fast that at one point I dropped to all fours. Tempted to take my wolf form but knowing that doing so would make my pace hesitate just long enough he could gain on me.
Not only that, but the elder she-wolves had told me never to turn wolf this close to a Mating Moon. Because already our scent was wafting enough to drive the males crazy but as a wolf we’d go into full heat and summon every wolf within a hundred miles of the walls.
Needless to say, it’ll bring every male within this pack to the walls of my meager hut.
They’d tear it apart.
“Run, Rabbit. Run.” Vanquish called after me.
“We’ll play more tomorrow!” Hunter called darkly.
That night I found myself laying on my cot face down. Ears covered as I tried to block out the sounds coming from Cindy and Aloira’s huts.
I could hear the growling of the Hayden brothers and the screams of the girls. Though I didn’t know enough to know if they were pleasured or pained cries. Only adding to my terror.
But despite me, between my legs melted with heat. Beginning to ache in such a way that I had to press my fingers to them. Stroking myself to ease the ache.
I pleasured myself until I tensed, and my body uncoiled with a shiver. Making me pant in relief as I moistened my fingers rubbing my entrance. Something I’d learned from their ministrations.
Finally, the noises outside ceased.
They stopped screaming.
Soon I heard a banging at my door that made me flinch.
“We know you’re in there, Vanna Rae.” One of them called.
“We can smell your heat, Rabbit!”
“Open the door and let us play with you.” Hunter called. “I want to taste your pretty tits.”
They were moaning as they rubbed themselves outside my hut.
I curled up in the corner of my cot. Watching the window fearfully.
But to my relief they didn’t come in.
“Until morning, Rabbit!” One called through the door.
One that could only be Vanquish. It was his favorite pet name for me.
“Best be ready so we don’t hurt you in our eagerness. The Mating Moon will be here soon...”