Institute of Supernaturals: Savage

by J. E. Cluney

  I practiced moving, finding I was faster than ever before and much more agile. And bouncy. I could leap way higher than I used to, and before was pretty impressive too. When I believed I was a special line of huntress.

  I growled at the sudden reminder, and did a few backflips to test my balance with my tails.

  “Apparently the more powerful you become, the more tails you grow, with a maximum of nine. Pretty impressive that you’ve already got four without being active as a kitsune,” Tristan remarked.

  I did a handstand, holding myself up with ease as I used my tails to keep me balanced. I’d been very agile and capable of various gymnastic and parkour type feats before, but this was taking it to a whole new level. I wasn’t even struggling to stay up on my hands.

  And I was getting used to being able to see my nose so easily, my wet, black nose against my stark white snout.

  Fingers crossed my next shift didn’t hurt as much, because that had been a motherfucker. Five times worse than when some stupid vamp kicked my knee in. I’d still managed to kill him with a broken knee, but had to call my brother to come get me. No way was I riding home on my bike.

  Ugh. My bike. It was lost to me now.

  I would miss my little beast.

  “Let’s see if you can get your aura working,” Leon suggested as I gracefully returned to my feet, my tails flicking out behind me. I loved my dazzling white coat, so soft and smooth, keeping me nice and warm but not hot.

  I joined the guys once more, and Tristan walked me through on how he believed it to work. More of the same summoning my power forth, but this time envisioning it cloaking me and acting on its own behalf to protect me. He’d heard of stories where a kitsune would be in battle and would get attacked from behind, and the aura would defend their back.

  I tried to bring my power forth, envisioning it cloaking me with a protective barrier.

  It took a few minutes, but eventually I felt a tingle course through me as my fur began to glow softly.

  “Is that it?” Wesley asked curiously.

  “I don’t know, maybe,” Tristan murmured.

  Now would be a great time to find my actual family and have someone who knew kitsunes teach me.

  “I thought it would be more, I don’t know, cloaky?” Leon frowned. “Like when it flared up in the motel room.”

  I growled softly at their distracting voices. They were not helping.

  How was I meant to figure this out if they didn’t even know what I was meant to be doing?

  A blinding energy tore through me, and my eyes shot open as power pulsed from me. White light shrouded my vision, and the energy all around me lifted me into the air.

  I couldn’t move as it swirled and pulsed around me, and so many emotions rushed through me, I barely had a chance to register them all.

  Panic set in as I tried to understand what was happening, but then a wave of contentment washed over me, although I didn’t understand why.

  I floated down to the floor, the power withdrawing back inside me as I gasped and fell to my knees. Fuck. Whatever that was, it had been intense, and I was panting as my body ached from whatever it was.

  “What the fuck just happened?” Wesley shrieked, and I blinked through the colorful spots dancing before my eyes as he came into focus.

  “I have no idea,” Tristan murmured. “Hang on, what the fuck, Wes?”

  Now I could see something quite interesting.

  Wesley was normal again, as in, full grown man. His diaper had exploded off him, thankfully clean, and his tiny shirt was almost choking him as he clawed at it. He resorted to setting it on fire, the flames leaving his skin untouched as the burning shirt fell off him.

  And his dick was in full view.

  Where was my nose too?

  I couldn’t see it. A glance down revealed I was in woman form again.

  Okay, what the fuck had just happened?

  “I feel weird,” Damien growled, and I turned to spy him fully naked off to my side.

  And that giant erection made my little lady drool and ache.

  The air thickened slowly, a strange electricity sizzling through it. Nothing like earlier when they’d all been drawn by my arousal.

  This was something… more powerful.

  “Fuck me,” I growled, looking around at my four companions.

  All of whom were looking at me like I was a piece of meat.

  Well, I guess things were about to get seriously interesting.

  “If that’s what you want,” Tristan growled, his voice deep and husky before me.

  I looked up at him, scenting his desperate hunger for me as he knelt down before me.

  “What did you just do us?” he purred, catching my chin between his forefinger and thumb as he looked into my eyes.

  His deep chocolate orbs were alight with an inner fire as he gazed at me. I saw his need and desire, felt it as he kissed me deeply.

  Movement surrounded me along with growls as the other three men all moved in to surround me.

  A hand ran down my back, making me quiver from the warmth against my skin.

  “She smells so good,” Damien groaned from behind me.

  “She has a name,” I gasped, feeling Damien’s large, thick hands grab my hips and pull me onto all fours.

  Well, now things were getting good.

  “What was that?” Leon asked as he scooted in beside me, kissing my side as he got down to hands and knees.

  What was going on here anyway?

  I was completely naked, and they were all around me, so close and smelling so fucking good.

  “I’m thinking our little fox here selected us,” Tristan breathed as he pulled off his shirt.

  Holy hell, was he a fine piece of man flesh. I instantly thought of Jared Padalecki from that show ‘Supernatural’ that Jackson and I had watched on occasion. I’d caught some episodes with him shirtless, and Tristan had an almost exact replica of that sexy as hell body. Tall and broad, but not overly ripped like Leon and Damien.

  “For what?” Wesley asked, and my eyes moved to him on my other side, kneeling as well as he drew in my scent. He was the youngest of the lot, but his body was toned like he was a dancer more than the others, not ripped but definitely fit and athletic. And his dick was standing to attention, twinging in anticipation as arousal and lust perfumed the air.

  “Sex,” Damien grunted, and I gasped as I felt the tip of his penis rub against my wet entrance as he gripped my ass cheeks wide.

  I couldn’t contain it now as the desire and desperate need washed over me. I eased back into him, loving how the thick man slid into me, stretching my walls wide to fill me.

  “Fucking Christ,” Damien moaned.

  “That’s not fair,” Wesley snarled. “You can’t just take her without permission.”

  “She wants it,” Leon murmured as he cocked his head at me, staring at me through hooded eyes.

  “He’s… not…wrong,” I panted, heat flushing my body as Damien eased back out. I gasped as he drove back in, and I arched as Wesley snuck a hand under me to fondle my left boob.

  I closed my eyes as I focused on the feel of Damien screwing me doggy style, unfazed that we had onlookers.

  I heard material being shed, and opened one eye to glance at Leon, who was now naked beside me with a gorgeous throbbing cock in his hand.

  “Ever had two at a time, love?” Tristan purred, and I lifted my head to spy him now naked before me with his dick just inches from my face.

  He didn’t even need to ask as I wrapped my hand around him and guided him into my mouth.

  Damien was gripping my ass like it was a lifeline as he pounded into me, rocking me against Tristan as I sucked on him. I used one hand to play with his balls while I held myself up with the remaining one.

  “Fuck, I want some too,” Wesley pouted.

  “Just wait your turn,” Tristan growled as he fisted his hands in my hair.

  The climax was building up in me now, and I squirmed and pushed ba
ck into Damien, driving him deeper inside me.

  I wanted to scream at him to fuck me harder and faster, but he was determined to keep at a steady pace.

  I instead moved this desperate need over to Tristan, stroking his length with my tongue and bobbing my head faster as I massaged his balls.

  “Holy fuck,” Tristan moaned as he began gently thrusting. I was grateful he held back from full on face-fucking, because with Damien hammering into me from behind and my bliss building, I may have choked on him.

  I moaned and gasped against his length as Damien snarled behind me, ramming into me harder.

  My body tingled and heat tore through me as I writhed.

  So close.

  Leon’s hand slid down between my legs, and he found my clit with ease. His fingers began rubbing it, and I bucked as the orgasm hit me.

  I moaned as Tristan withdrew from my mouth, a blinding light washing over me as utter bliss filled me to the brim, coursing through every fiber of my being.

  I heard Damien moaning in ecstasy behind me as he unloaded into me, filling me up with his seed.

  It felt so perfect and warm, like everything had fallen into place.

  I was barely able to hold myself up as I drew in shaky breaths, trembling as waves of orgasmic bliss continued to roll through me.

  This was just as epic as my orgasm with Leon.

  “Move,” Leon growled.

  I just blinked groggily as Damien withdrew from my swollen vagina, and realized that Leon had been talking to him.

  I was flipped over onto my back carefully, and then Leon was between my legs, snaking up my body to kiss me.

  “I’ve been dying to have you again since this morning,” he said, his voice low and needy against my lips.

  I stared at him, at the lust evident in those eyes.

  I lolled my head back with a soft moan as he eased into me, unfazed that his own brother had just been inside me.

  He kissed along my jaw and neck as he slid one hand down my side to hook my leg over his hip.

  “Fuck her hard,” Tristan growled from over my head.

  I certainly had not seen this coming last night when I met the group. But I sure as hell wasn’t complaining.

  I moved against him, my orgasm from Damien having settled down now. Leon’s speed was slower and deeper to begin with, and he knew just how to grind against me to get my clit stimulated.

  “I have a feeling we’re all going to have you now, Sav,” he moaned against my ear as he drove into me. I stared over him at the three men watching us fuck, and I found it to be one hell of a turn on. Tristan and Wesley were holding back from finishing themselves off, intent to have their turn with me. But they were pumping their cocks in the meantime.

  As for Damien, he was staring at me with a rather confused look.

  He’d initiated it, so he couldn’t be upset about it now.

  I closed my eyes as Leon rubbed against me, increasing his pace as he moved down to nip my nipple. I gasped, and Wesley groaned beside us while Tristan hissed.

  Then he was back, claiming my mouth with a passionate kiss, his tongue demanding entrance against my lips. I let him in, moaning as he kissed me deeply, exploring my mouth as he ground into me faster.

  My second climax was already building, and I moved against him to stimulate my clit even more.

  “Fuck me harder,” I moaned as he broke our kiss to grit his teeth.

  He kissed me again, this time more sloppy and desperate as he thrust into me, one hand sliding under my ass to pull me up against him.

  I gasped and mewed as the pleasure built up, and then the white light was dancing before my eyes once more as my release came like an opened floodgate.

  Leon moaned my name as he finished in me, and I shuddered with the waves of heavenly bliss coursing through me once more. My body was tingling all over now, but my body wasn’t spent yet. Leon lay on top of me for a few moments until Tristan pulled him off of me.

  Tristan lifted me up into the air with ease.

  “Wes, I know you like to go behind, is that okay Sav?” Tristan looked at Wesley over my shoulder before focusing on my face.

  I just nodded, unable to form words as my body sporadically trembled from the intense orgasm.

  I’d been right about the two brothers being good fucks.

  But something felt strange inside me. Connected.

  Whatever that meant.

  Tristan eased me onto his length, and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he held me up.

  “You’re too fucking tall,” Wesley whimpered from behind me.

  “Get the stool,” Tristan growled as he bounced me on him. How he was standing and holding me with such ease was beyond me.

  Wesley muttered but I heard him hurry off across the room and return quickly. Scraping on the floor was followed by Wesley’s lips against the nape of my neck as he brushed my blonde locks over my shoulder.

  I squeaked in surprise when Wesley prodded my other entrance questioningly.

  “I can take you both,” I breathed as Tristan kissed my neck.

  “Well, I’m cool with that too,” Wesley chuckled, the sound vibrating against the back of my neck.

  I shivered as he moved to my main entrance, poking around for an opening beside Tristan’s. If it had been Damien, I would’ve said no, he was too thick and big. But Tristan and Wesley were smaller than the two angel-wolves, and I shifted in Tristan’s grip.

  “Bench, now,” I growled, and Tristan pulled back to frown at me.

  “Take me over to that bench,” I said, pointing haphazardly at the solid wooden gym bench I’d seen earlier off to the side.

  Tristan did as asked while Wesley groaned and followed after us.

  “Put me down,” I breathed, but instantly regretted it.

  “Are you sure that’s what you want?” Tristan purred as he thrust into me again, making me moan and quiver.

  “Yes,” I said, but my voice wavered.

  Tristan grinned but lifted me off his dick and set me down.

  I pouted, hating the loss of him inside me and aching to be filled again.

  “Lie on the bench,” I instructed.

  Tristan didn’t argue as he quickly laid out on the bench, his dick standing like a flagpole. I indicated for him to slide to the end so his knees were bent and his feet were on the floor, and he obeyed.

  I instantly climbed back on, sighing as he slipped inside me with ease.

  I leaned forward, giving his nose a little peck as he gave me a sly smile.

  “Now go, Wes,” I said.

  “Guess that’ll work,” Wes murmured as he stepped up behind me and got down to his knees.

  I arched my ass up, sliding back so that Tristan’s dick was straining against me and opening me up a bit.

  Wesley nudged the small gap alongside Tristan’s dick, and then he was sliding in.

  I shuddered at the intense stretching going on down there, but the pain was mixed with an insane pleasure, and I moaned as I dug my nails into Tristan’s shoulder.

  “Fuck, that feels good,” Tristan moaned.

  Was Wesley bi too? Or did he just want to be in me so badly that he didn’t care?

  “You’ll have to… God… time together,” I moaned as Wesley pulled back and then pushed inside again.

  “I’ve never done this, but it feels fucking good,” Tristan chuckled breathlessly as he lolled his head back.

  “I… had a moment… with two werewolves,” I said between soft gasps as Wesley thrust into me.

  Tristan seemed content with barely moving, instead letting Wesley do most of the work.

  “I’m curious… Wes has an interesting… orgasm,” Tristan moaned as his hands clawed into my back.

  I loved the added pain from this, and bit down onto the soft spot where his shoulder and neck met.

  He moaned loudly at this, and Wesley began speeding up as he drove deeper inside me.

  The sensation was quite interesting, both painful but pleasurable, a
nd yet another climax coiled inside me.

  “I can’t believe you can take them both, you were so tight,” Damien groaned from somewhere behind us.

  Right, I’d almost forgotten they were still hanging around.

  “So you don’t like backdoor play?” Tristan said, his voice raspy.

  Seriously? He wanted to have a conversation while we were fucking?

  “I don’t mind it, but I really wanted to do this again,” I purred, gasping and biting my lip as Wesley slammed into me.

  He was really getting into it now.

  “I’m going to cum!” Wesley declared, his voice hoarse.

  “You’ll love this,” Tristan breathed against my ear as he pinned me against him.

  The way he was holding me tight made me second guess Wesley’s ejaculation.

  Was he going to fuck me up with it? What was a phoenix’s cum like?

  Wesley moaned loudly as he drove hard and deep inside me, and the fire that surged through me made me arch up from Tristan’s grip as my own orgasm hit me with a fiery bliss. It scorched through me, and Tristan moaned as my walls tightened around him, and I felt him finish inside me. I guess Wesley’s cum affected him too.

  I cried out as my body spasmed as bliss coursed through me, rocking me to my core. It felt like my insides were on fire with some intense pleasure, and then there was an underlying tone of pain streaking through it.

  Demons. They always gave me a mix of pleasure and pain orgasms that were beyond incredible. And here I was having it mixed in with the fiery finish of a phoenix.

  Fuck.

  My eyes rolled back as a wall of white light fell over me, and my body writhed with the orgasmic ripples tearing through me.

  That same power from earlier, right before this heated session began, exploded forth from me, blinding me along with the others.

  ‘What the fuck is happening?’ Damien’s voice was loud and clear, like he was right beside me. It echoed around inside my mind, but I couldn’t react as my power held me prisoner once more, frozen on top of Tristan.

  ‘I was right,’ Tristan’s cool voice intruded inside my mind like a little child taking satisfaction in his work.