Brandon leaned towards the body, snatching something hanging from the man’s pants. It was a canvas wallet with velcro that made a loud noise when he peeled it open. He looked at something inside and then his eyes flicked up to us, suddenly confused.
“What is it?” Caspian asked him. Brandon said nothing, just stepped a little closer and showed Caspian and Ava the wallet. Now they looked confused too so I reached out and snatched the wallet. Brandon gave a quiet gasp and stumbled back, eyeing me as if I tried to eat his hand.
Inside the wallet was an ID of the body in front of us. His name was Thomas… just like the climber we were looking for. Well, that was definitely weird. We sat there silently, eyeing each other. I scratched the side of my head trying to figure out what this meant.
It could mean nothing. Sure,yeah, that made perfect sense. Some normal human man came skipping into the cave singing and waving to the corpse on his way in. Oh, and they had the same name.
I saw movement out of the corner of my eye and looked towards it. There was nothing there, just tunnel stretching behind us into darkness.
This kept happening to me. The lantern’s flickering light was the likely cause but it was making me feel irritated each time it kept happening. Especially since I could see Ava noticing the movement too as her eyes widened and goosebumps popped up on her skin.
My attention drifted back to the corpse. This wasn’t a good place to stop.
I shoved the wallet and journal in my pocket before I reached out my hands towards Ava. She immediately gave me her own hands with zero hesitation. I liked that a lot. I pulled us both up off the ground and wrapped my arms around her in a hug. She actually leaned into me.
She was undoubtedly the most perfect being in existence. Never once had a human—man, woman, or other—been able to get over how different I was.
I bent down and rubbed my cheek against hers, my fur titillating her skin. My feelers came down and I hesitated only a second before brushing them against her. She couldn’t help a giggle as they caressed her neck. Caspian picked himself off the ground. He looked irritated but not half as much as he should.
Rubbing faces was a very close affection and my feelers were hypersensitive. When they brushed her skin I could taste and smell it as if I were licking and inhaling her at the same time. With my kind, the fur kept that level of intimacy hard to achieve. Humans had their skin right on the surface—cute, crass little beings. Ava’s beautiful tan skin tasted primal—like dirt, sweat, pheromones, and all the things that made herher.Mmm.
It was making me a little hard to be honest. Really, I’d been high and dry since I first saw her.
I smiled at Caspian as my feelers kept brushing her face, tasting her delicious skin and wondering how much richer her flavor would be when she came. She’d been quite the sight before, when my tongue had been latched between her legs. Her back had arched and her legs and pussy had been spread wide, looking like a flower blossoming open for her Mothman to land on.
Caspian narrowed his eyes, sensing I was up to something. He was irritating the shit out of me so I decided to goad him. I reached down, adjusting my hard-on just to push his buttons. Eyes widening in shock, he thrust himself forward. He pressed himself behind Ava, gripping her shoulders.
“Ava,” he said. Caspian needed to learn to share. I chuckled, thinking about teaching him that lesson the hard way. It would be equal parts amusing and satisfying. Maybe I’d tie him to a tree and make him watch the way Ava enjoyed my attentions. Make him hear her beg for it as she whimpered and shivered.
For as much as he annoyed me though, I was begrudgingly happy he was here. Something I would never admit to the ass. This felt natural to me. This was how things were done with my people. We formed an eclipse, which was a close-knit group that had all different types of relationships together—some more intimate than others.
Ava twisted against my body to face Caspian. He pushed her into me roughly, which caused all of us backwards. My back hit the tunnel wall and Ava gave a tiny gasp as she was pressed against me. A pleased smirk was on Caspian's face as he leaned down and kissed her.
I felt like laughing. Caspian probably thought this was off-putting to me. He probably thought he was asserting his place over mine. I liked to share though. I liked to watch. I liked a lot of things and being their cuckold only made me harder.
I began to massage her shoulders as he kissed her. I wondered and hoped about how far he might go to assert himself over me right this very minute. Perhaps he’d pull down her shirt and suck one of her perky brown nipples into his mouth. Maybe she’d squirm against me, sucking in a sharp breath of shock. Yeah, that sounded nice.
Come on, Caspian, put me in my place by fucking Ava right up against me. This excursion was finally getting good.
His eyes opened and flicked to me with a challenging look. I smiled widely, all my many teeth on display. His eyes narrowed in rage for a moment. Then he pulled back from Ava’s mouth with a vicious smile, excitement bursting in his eyes.
Well, that didn’t bode well.
“Caspian,” Ava gasped as he tugged us both away from her. She stumbled a bit to the side. Brandon was suddenly there, pulling her behind his back and backing up. His eyes flashed in anger at us.Us? Why me? This fish fucker was making me look bad.
Caspian began to pace in a circle that I mirrored. My fingers danced close to my .44 magnum. A little brawl would do us some good. Finish what we started back at my cabin.
“Really, you two need to do this right now? There’s a fucking corpse right there,” Brandon snapped. Caspian kept walking in a semicircle that I copied.
“Show me what you’re made of,” he challenged with a toothy smile before rushing forward in his true form—gills, fins, razor-sharp talons, and all.
His body clashed with mine, a taloned hand scratched across the front of my jacket, cutting through the material and nicking my skin. Fuck, he wasn’t playing. I flung up an arm as he pushed closer.
“Show me what you’re made of ordie,” he said through his teeth, too low for the others to hear. Oh, so that's how it was going to be.
I reached for my gun, his eyes flicked to the action then dismissed it. He knew I was out of bullets. Too bad for him a bulletless gun made an excellent club and I wasn’t fucking around anymore. If he was going to make threats of death, I’d lay him out flat before he could finish the thought. Sorry kid, I’ve been fighting dirty a lot longer than you have.
With no hesitation, I brought the butt of the gun down on his temple as he surged forward with chomping teeth. His body went down abruptly in a heap. Ava gasped, rushing forward with tears in her eyes.
