My own body spasms through an aftershock from my climax, drawing a matching tremor from him still lodged firmly within me.
“That’s it, little elixir. I’m going to flush out the remains of your cuck. Then you’ll be completely mine.” He rolls his pelvis to push even deeper. “And that scream you make when you come? I’m going to keep you hoarse. Everyone will know who you belong to.”
He loosens his grip on my hair letting me slump against the warm dirt.
By the time his knotted cock softens enough to slide out of me, my wounds have all healed.
“I’m going to kill you.” I can’t hide the tremor in my voice.
That chance has passed. Why didn’t I pull the damn trigger?
His fingers curl, digging those sharp tips into my back, sending another arc of pain…and pleasure rippling through me.
“No you won’t. You know why?” His hot breath works lower between the cheeks of my ass. “I can smell that you want me again.”
I fucking hate that he’s right.
Chapter 10 - Lash
Every few miles, Ipause to let out a long call for my pack.
But I have no idea where we are. The terrain is different from what I’m used to. Lush trees and undergrowth fight my progress whenever I try to veer from the decaying roads.
Heavy humidity slows my steps as well.
We have to be deep in the southeast area of the country, not the cool forests outside of Portland where I used to live.
Yet, I still offer a howl in hopes of finding a group of wolves like me.
It’s the unexpected code that grew in the years after the virus. Our kind normally won’t fight amongst ourselves unless it’s a direct power play.
The rules weren’t as clear when we were humans.
Ironic that we get along better as beasts.
“Wait. There’s fruit.” Her small voice comes out irregularly, jarred by my rapid steps.
“We’ll eat later.” Invigorations from her flesh still runs through my veins. I could run another hundred miles without tiring.
“Every time I heal, it robs me. Don’t you get it? If I don’t eat, I get too weak.” She balls her fists to beat her knuckles over mine, pointing to where my claws rake her ribs as I hug her against my chest.
With a growl, I slow to a stop beneath a lush peach tree, the boughs weighing down with heavy fruit.
Her tattered clothes hang in ruins on her supple body, threads after my sharp nails tore them apart.
All in search of her.
My cock hardens watching her reach for the succulent pink globes. It protrudes from the tip of my sheath watching the juices spill down her lips to drip from her chin.
“If we find another pack—” I tread closer, dropping to all fours while my nostrils flare with the sweet scent of her meal. “—you don’t smell nearly enough likeme. They’ll know we aren’t bonded…yet.” My throbbing length bobs fully against my belly, beckoning her.
When her nose wrinkles, anger floods through me, matching the lust burning in my loins.
“And if I don’t want to? Maybe one of them will be nicer.” She raises her arm and flings an over-ripe peach at me, bouncing it off my shoulder.
Stepping behind the trunk, she takes another bite with narrowed blue eyes.
“Then why does your pussy scream out in need to me?” I will get her, we both know it. “Why is it as wet as that treat you feast upon?” Another slow step towards her makes her shift to keep the roughly barked tree between us.
