Roar

by Natavia

“You two can follow us. My truck is right down the road,” I said.

  “We’re parked that way, too. I’ll see you in a few,” he replied and they walked off.

  “Are you sure about this? I know I said make Eze jealous but inviting him to a house he stays at, too?” she asked.

  “Who cares, he’ll live,” I smiled.

  “Such a bad ass! Oh, and I got these,” she said. Mia pulled a box of Magnum condoms out of her purse.

  “Are you gonna fuck him?” she asked as we walked through the crowd.

  “Why not? I’m kinda curious about human men,” I replied.

  “You mean men who are not Eze?” Mia asked and I nodded my head.

  On our way to the truck, we spotted two people fucking against the tree. They were both drunk and the guy could barely stand up.

  “Get a room!” Mia called out.

  “Fuck you, cunt!” the man yelled back and the voice was familiar.

  “Wait, David?” I asked.

  “Who is that?” he asked, squinting. He pulled up his pants once he realized it was us.

  “Don’t stop, lover boy!” Mia teased.

  “Keep teasing and you won’t be able to copy my notes!” he said and we burst out laughing.

  “David is a dork,” Mia giggled.

  The horn of a Chevy Impala blew at us and it was Ryson.

  “Ryson has been digging you for a while. He tried talking to you in the hallway a few times but you brushed him off,” Mia said as we climbed into my truck.

  “I don’t remember,” I replied.

  “With a man like Eze, how could you?” she asked.

  “You’re right about that,” I said and started up the truck. When I pulled off, Ryson immediately followed me. Mia turned the radio up and blasted the music. She opened another beer and passed it to me. This night was all about me for once.

  ***********

  “Damn, this crib is phat!” Damien said, looking around.

  “Who lives here with you?” Ryson asked, as he took in the place.

  “I inherited it,” I lied and Mia giggled.

  “There is a Jacuzzi in the back of the house. Who is trying to get in with me?” I asked. Ryson took his shirt off and I checked him out. He had a few tattoos here and there which was a bonus. I admired body ink. We took off everything except our underclothes.

  “I would never leave if this was my crib,” Damien said when we walked out the sliding door.

  “It gets lonely here, though,” I replied.

  “This view is hittin’. Look, you can see the mountains from here,” Ryson said. Looking at the mountains brought back the horrible night of Eze’s rebirth. I thought he was dead during the ritual. The amount of blood that drained from his body was horrific.

  “Are you getting in?” Mia asked as I stared at the mountains.

  “Yeah,” I replied.

  Ryson helped me into the Jacuzzi. He was well-mannered and wasn’t arrogant like the other football players on campus. Damien lit up a blunt and passed it to Mia. They were in their own world as me and Ryson got to know each other a little better.

  “What’s your major?” he asked.

  “Zoology, but that might change. What is yours?” I replied.

  “Sports Medicine but I’m hoping to go pro next year. I can’t lie, though, I’m a little surprised you’re into animals. You know you gotta get dirty in Zoology, right?” he asked.

  “I have another side to me that doesn’t mind the wildlife. I keep her hidden,” I replied and he smiled.

  “Spontaneous and feisty,” he flirted.

  Mia passed me a plastic cup filled with Cîroc and Ryson looked at me out the corner of his eye.

  “What?” I asked.

  “You sure you want to drink that?” he asked.

  “I’m not supposed to?” I replied.

  “It’s not that, you just don’t seem like a vodka type of girl. Maybe wine, champagne, or rum. Something a little sweet,” he said. Ryson was good on character judgment because I wasn’t a vodka girl.

  “I’m trying new things tonight,” I said and passed him the cup.

  “What else you want to try?” he asked.

  “You,” I replied.

  “I need to go to the bathroom,” Mia said and climbed out the Jacuzzi.

  “Ummm, yeah me, too,” Damien said, following her into the house.

  “They aren’t coming back,” Ryson said.

  I took my bra and panties off and stood up in front of Ryson. He hungrily eyed me the way I wanted Eze to look at me.

  “You’re beautiful,” he said.

  “Stand up,” I replied.

  Ryson stood and pulled down his boxer-briefs. He was well-endowed; not as big as Eze but he wasn’t too far from it. He picked me up and sat me on the edge of the Jacuzzi.

  “I have been wanting to do this for a while but we can wait,” he said.

  “Let’s go to my bedroom.”

  Moans were coming from the bathroom when we walked into the house. Mia was screaming about Damien’s big black dick as a loud bang rattled the bathroom door.

  “Wow,” Ryson said.

  The smell of sex and the erotic noises made me aroused. I couldn’t wait any longer. Once we stepped inside of Eze’s old bedroom, I attacked Ryson. He fell against the bed and I held his arms above his head.

  “Do what you want to do to me,” he said, palming my breasts. His erection was pressed against my moist center. I purred against his ear and he massaged my buttocks. My nails scratched him and I pulled away from him when I saw blood.

  “I’m sorry,” I panicked and he pulled me back down on top of him.

  “I can take it,” he replied.

  Ryson rolled me over and wrapped my legs around him. His tongue pressed against my swollen nipple. With his free hand, he massaged my clit and my body burned with desire. I never would’ve thought sex with a human would feel so good. My hips rocked to the rhythm of his finger and while on the brink of an orgasm, he pulled my breast into his mouth and suckled.

  “SHHITTTTTTT!” I groaned. My nails scratched his shoulders but he kept seducing me. It took me a minute to realize that Ryson was getting turned on by my purrs and scratches. He licked the inside of my ear before nibbling on my earlobe. I rubbed my face against his and he went to my neck—my sensitive spot. A puddle formed underneath me as he discovered every spot on my body, causing unknown reactions. He was trying to figure out what I liked but, truthfully, I’d never been touched this way before. His eyes stared into mine while he slid down to the edge of the bed. His long tongue traced the outline of my navel. I gasped when his eyes turned and his canines pricked my skin.

  “GET OFF!” I yelled and kicked him. He fell off the bed and hit his head on the floor.

  “What is wrong with you?” he asked.

  “What are you?” I replied and he stood up.

  “Does it matter? We’re the same thing,” he said.

  “I thought you were human. You don’t have a scent,” I replied.

  “I take injections to keep my animalistic behavior under control and sometimes it masks my scent. Hybrids are untamable and doesn’t do well in society,” he said.

  “What are you?” I asked.

  “Liger,” he replied.

  “What is that?” I asked.

  “You take Zoology and don’t know what a Liger is? It’s a tiger and lion hybrid,” he said, rubbing his head. He walked around the bed and stood in front of me.

  “I’ve been watching you for months. Your scent drives me crazy,” he said, caressing my cheek.

  “Is Damien a shapeshifter, too?” I asked.

  “No,” he replied and kissed me.

  Ryson carried me to the bed and turned me over. He gripped my hair and pulled my head back. His thick long tongue snaked around my neck and I clutched the sheets, closing my eyes. He pulled away and pushed my leg up so he could enter me from the back.

  “UMMMMM,” he moaned as he entered me. I buried my face into the
mattress to keep from screaming. His nails dug into my hips and the bed squeaked as he rocked inside of me. He spread my buttocks so he could go deeper. Ryson leaned down to kiss the back of my neck. With both of his palms pressed firmly against the mattress, he slammed into me.

  “RRYYYYYSSSSOOOONNNNNN!” I screamed. My legs trembled and the sound of him slipping in and out of my wetness echoed throughout the room. His low roar sent a chill down my spine. Ryson slowed the pace and I felt every ridge of him. He grunted and trembled. He roared again when he exploded. He pulled out of me and laid beside me. His dick wasn’t straight as it was when he first entered me; the tip of him was formed like a hook. Honestly, I couldn’t enough of him. I climbed on top and he tried to push me off.

  “NO, LYNX, DON’T!” he said, but it was too late. I pinned him down and bit his chest. The hook of him curved into my cervix, giving me multiple orgasms. My hips bucked forward and my nails scratched at his chest. My breast swelled and my pussy continuously squirted while animalistic sounds filled the bedroom. Ryson’s eyes turned yellow and brown. His canine teeth hung over his black lips and a stripe appeared across his face. His nails went into my breasts and his roars rang in my eardrums but I couldn’t stop riding him. My head fell back and my eyes went to the back of my head. Tears from intense pressure spilled from my eyes. I was oblivious to our lovemaking—animal lovemaking. Ryson rolled me back over and pinned me. He swelled inside of me, painfully stretching me. I bit at him so he would stop but he couldn’t. He was stuck inside of me for seconds before his dick squirted a warm and slimy substance inside me. He fell on top of me and rested on my chest. Both of our bodies were bloody from deep scratches mixed with heavy sweat. My hair was matted to my face and my legs were numb.

  What in the hell was that? I thought before joining Ryson in a deep sleep…

  Sy’noba

  Meanwhile, in Y’kiki forest…

  I t was hard sleeping knowing Eze was going home in a few hours. I sat up and watched him sleep while lying on his back. He slightly moved when his body realized I wasn’t beside him. I pulled the sheet back to expose his chocolate chest. His skin reminded me of fresh coffee beans. He was a uniquely-made man. The ink on his body blended in with his complexion. Sadness overcame me when I realized I couldn’t wake up to him every morning. A cool breeze blew into the room, sliding the sheet to his knees, exposing his girth. He moved again and I hurriedly tried to cover him up but he opened his eyes. Pretty emerald and gold eyes stared at me.

  “Where have me met before?” I asked and he sat up.

  “I don’t know,” he answered.

  “We made love before,” I said and he smirked.

  “You had a dream?” he asked.

  “No, it’s real. We were here, in this same exact spot. I feel like I’m going crazy. I’m not having visions but it’s a feeling I have that won’t go away,” I said.

  “Our spirits were here before,” he said.

  “I know but were we together then, too?” I asked.

  “It seems that way but I don’t know. Ockbutu said we have to figure it out,” he replied.

  “How can we do that if our lives are so different? What is supposed to come of this?” I asked in frustration. “This room was built for you,” I said.

  “Built for me? I don’t think any sabers lived in this dry hot forest,” he said.

  “The water fountain keeps it cool in here. Maybe I’m losing my mind,” I replied.

  “Or it could be that jungle juice Sarafina made,” he replied.

  “Safari,” I giggled. Eze got out of bed and walked over to the small pool in the center of the room. He jumped right in and water splashed on the bed.

  “That was clever,” I replied and he chuckled.

  “It was starting to get hot,” he said.

  When I stood up, the silk sheet dropped to my feet. Eze stared at me and I wanted him to. The way he looked at me was addictive. His eyes followed me as I walked around the pool.

  “You’re stalking,” he said. Stalking is a technique we used to hunt. Circling around our prey, waiting for the perfect attack. Sizing them up to see if they were too scared to run or fight back.

  “Make love to me,” I finally said.

  “I don’t feel right doing that knowing I have to leave,” he replied.

  “Give me something I can keep looking forward to. I want to feel you,” I admitted. Eze jumped out the pool and the glistening water against his skin made me crave him even more. He cupped my chin and leaned in to kiss me. His hands slid down my back to cuff my ass. I purred and rubbed my face against his chest.

  “Once I enter you, there is no turning back,” he said. When I looked up, his eyes were glowing down at me. They were filled with pure lust and the throbbing between my legs was beating like drums. I grabbed his hand and placed it between my wet slit.

  Eze picked me up and carried me to the resting pad. He laid on top of me and I wrapped my legs around him. His dick poked at my entrance and I impatiently waited for him to come in. His gold canines grew before he bit my neck. The head of his shaft pressed into me and tears filled my eyes. Eze bit me to take the pain somewhere else but it didn’t work. The bite on my neck was a pinch compared to him ripping me apart. Eze kissed my tears away but they wouldn’t stop falling. It wasn’t just the pain he was causing me, the feeling of us connecting made me emotional, it was beautiful. He rested on my shoulder and went deeper. The ripping of my hymen stung but moments later the pain went away. Eze was gentle, he treated my body like a delicate flower. His strokes were deep, his kisses soothing. The emblems on our necklaces glowed and clanked together like a magnet.

  “Sy’noba, damn, baby!” he groaned. My pussy squeezed him, making it harder for him to move inside of me. My body responded in a way letting us know we had been there before. I gripped his ass and pulled him closer to me. My heart raced and my pussy exploded.

  “EZEEEEE!” I whimpered.

  “Baby, I can’t hold it in anymore. I’m ready to bust,” he moaned in my ear. Three deep strokes later, we came together. Eze laid on my breast and I rubbed my fingers through his hair.

  “What’s the matter?” I asked.

  “My stamina was disappointing,” he said and I giggled.

  “That shit ain’t funny, Sy. I can go all night but I feel weak,” he replied.

  “Was I that bad?” I panicked and he sat up to look at me.

  “That was the best three minutes of my life. You fit me perfectly. It seemed like my first time, too, because nobody has ever made me cum like that,” he replied.

  “You got to head back soon,” I replied.

  “Fuck home,” he said before he fell asleep.

  I slid from underneath Eze and landed on the floor. Blood dripped down my leg from him deflowering me. I grabbed my robe and walked out the temple to the garden. Bathing in the garden behind my temple was more peaceful because of the atmosphere. The bushes rustled behind me and a pair of glowing eyes stared at me.

  “What do you want, Naji?” I called out. He stepped out of the bushes and stood underneath the moonlight.

  “Before you came home, this place was like a breath of fresh air. It has been my peace since I was a cub,” he said.

  “Trouble in the pride?” I asked.

  “No, just come here for peace,” he said.

  “When I wanted to get away from my old pride, I used to run in the woods and stay there for hours just to find peace. You can talk to me, I won’t throw a spear at you again,” I replied and he smirked.

  “The next time, I’ll remember to catch it,” he said. He sat on the rock by the lake and I sat next to him.

  “What is your father like? Did he come to the ceremony?” I asked.

  “No, he doesn’t leave his territory and only comes out when it’s time to eat,” he said.

  “How many mates does he have?” I asked.

  “Four, my mother and her sisters. My siblings are my cousins, too,” he said.

  “How many si
blings do you have?” I replied.

  “There are fifteen of us,” he said.

  “Your father has a big pride,” I replied.

  “Sy’noba!” Eze called out. He walked out of the temple with a scowl on his face when he saw me and Naji.

  “What’s up with this?” he asked, snarling at Naji.