by Lauren Wood
“You stay here and I’ll be more than happy to go get what you need from your purse. I didn’t know about your condition and I’m sorry that I took advantage of you.” His hands were hanging down with his back hunched over. He tried to straighten up, but it was virtually useless. “I’ll be right back and don’t go anywhere.” He bounded down the stairs leaping the last 10 steps before finally snatching up her purse and grabbing for the pill bottle inside.
He returned with a glass of water and handed her the pills. He waited patiently, but his patience was wearing thin. He was licking his lips with anticipation. She swallowed those pills and then lay back with her two hands on her chest with her eyes closed waiting for them to take effect.
Erica opened her eyes and saw a combination of man and beast staring at her. She should’ve been terrified and part of her wanted to run, but there was no way that she could with the other feelings superimposing over anything else. “If I don’t do this, I will live with this regret for the rest of my life. I’m feeling a whole lot better. It’s a wonder that he was even able to put back in his pants. I think that I’m going to have to show him that I’m ready.” She didn’t want to wonder what could’ve been, but instead he grabbed for him. He heard his moan of pleasure. It was more of a growl than a human voice of pleasure.
He really did look like he had gone back in time to where the dinosaurs were still roaming the earth. He stood there with her on her knees with her mouth open in obvious invitation. He gave her one moment to see if she was ready. He was suddenly surrounded by the hot recess of her mouth and the agility of her tongue, as she curled around him. “I don’t know why you think that I deserve this. I’ve done too much damage already and to have a gift like you is like a teasing gesture from the devil himself.” He let her service him and watched as every inch began to disappear, until nothing remained. He was in a position where he could see his animal self and his human side trying to fight for supremacy.
Erica didn’t want to look and was more concerned with what was facing her than the actual idea that he may not be all man anymore. The cock was human and had life size balls that looked like they were ready to explode at any second. She pushed herself to the limit and was barely able to deepthroat him before gagging on that large and imposing head. She was impressed with herself that she had gone that far. “He’s letting me have my way and I can’t say that about other guys that have found themselves in this position. They always think that I should let them control the action, when it’s so much better when I’m the one that’s holding the power of their orgasm in the palm of my hand.”
“I don’t know how much more I can hold on before the gorilla is here and I’m not.” He was breathing heavy placing his paw on his chest and seeing the long razor sharp claws taking the place of what used to be his fingernails. “I want to apologize before hand. If something happens, then I want you to run and not look back.” His hips were moving in the way that had her cheeks puffed out. It gave him the idea of what kind of effort she was putting out for him. “I’m trying… Oh god...am I trying… YESSSSS.” He came with an onrush that surprised him and had her eyes growing wide with the onslaught of the cream now shooting in long and determine squirts across her tongue.
Erica had never been in a submissive position and had done everything that she could not to be subjected to any man’s whims. She did like sex, but it was always messy and inconvenient. “I should have thought about this before I did this. I’m not even sure that he’s going to be able to get it up after getting off like this. I can only hope that I haven’t made a mistake.” Erica swallowed most of what was given to her with only a small amount escaping her attention. She did manage to wipe it off her face and to savor each drop that danced on her taste buds.
He suddenly found herself Airborne and landing on the softness of the mattress. He leaped onto the bed pounding his chest and then wrapping both hands around the dripping member that had showed a resurgence of life.
She was a little afraid, but she didn’t stop him from lifting her and then impaling her on every single inch. He pushed her up against the wall and she could literally hear the plaster cracking underneath the force of him taking her with no mercy or hesitation. “YES… oh my…god…take me…I’m yours and I will never leave your side. Fuck me and make me feel like I have done the right thing by letting you consume me like this. My pussy is on fire and my body begs you to satisfy my longing.” “I don’t know if this is something that can be broken and I can only hope that this is not some kind of black magic. I know that he’s looking for a secret potion to cure him of what ails him, but I’m not sure that I’m the woman that he thinks I am. I would do anything to help him, but he thinks my cure for cancer is the answer.”
Lyon was pounding her into the wall with her hands over her head. Lyon was still there and he was pounding his hands into the plaster leaving gaping holes in the wall. His hips were flexing against her with an obvious need to blow his whistle.
“I can’t believe that this is happening.” His voice had lowered and this was the first time that he had ever felt like he was beyond the gorilla. He was still there and whatever hold Erica had over his transformation was something that he couldn’t be parted from. He didn’t know how long they had been going at it like this, but their bodies were completely saturated in sweat. They were doing something that only animals should be able to perform on a daily basis. “You have no idea how much I have waited for this day. I have so much pent up sexual frustration that it’s hard to even imagine being with a woman quite like you.”
“You’re not the only one that has been lost and insecure. I don’t know where you have… been all of my life… Lyon. I don’t know if I will ever…find another one like you and you’re certainly one of a kind. I need you to make me cum and I promise that I will do the same thing for you. It will be…like a domino effect.” He was getting close and she could feel the product of his arousal making its way up the length of his shaft.
“This tremendous pressure is too much for me to take. You’ve done something for me that no other woman has ever been able to do. My god…your pussy is getting even tighter and I have no idea how that’s even possible. No one has made me feel like you have and for that I thank you.” He let go and it was precisely the same time that she found herself writhing in complete bliss from having him take her like some wild animal.
Erica was slapping her heels on his hairy ass and feeling the fur on his skin tickling her toes. It was inserting a different element into their lovemaking. Her orgasm blew her mind and shattered her defenses. She was left like a limp rag doll, until she felt him very gently putting her back down on the bed. “I hope every day with him is like this, but I have to remember that I’m here for a reason. He needs my help and I’ve never had anybody in a position where they truly wanted me to be around for more than just my body. He handled me, so easily and the extra weight that I have didn’t even affect him when he had me up against the wall. I look at where we have just been and the indentation of my body and his two hands is a permanent reminder that this did happen.”
Erica fell asleep and then she woke to the sound of crashing glass. She looked towards the balcony and in a flash of lightning there was Lyon in gorilla form leaping down into the open space below. She rushed over, thinking that he was trying to commit suicide, only to see him bounding into the trees and then leaping back and forth from one branch to another. The gorilla was in its natural habitat and the full moon above told her the reason why this had occurred.
Erica went down into the basement and was totally shocked to see all the equipment that she would ever want. Some of the stuff was not even out in the market and she was fortunate to have Lyon to provide her with everything including things that she didn’t even think that she would need. The computer was by far the most impressive machine that she had ever seen. She went to work and all through the night she was tirelessly trying to extrapolate the very serum that would give Lyon back his life.
She was literally pulling out her hair and looking at the screen with her vision blurred and having the effect of not enough sleep. “I know this is not what he wants to hear, but I’m afraid that I have some distressing news. There is a light at the end of the tunnel, but it’s not exactly the cure that he’s been hoping for. I just hope that it’s enough and that he won’t feel like doing something stupid. I’m just going to have to wait, until he gets back from whatever he’s doing out there in the wild. I kind of envy him the need for nature.” She continued to work, until she looked over at the door to see the disheveled form of Lyon shaking like a leaf in the buff. His face was covered in blood.
Lyon put up his hand to stop her from coming any closer. “I taste blood in my mouth and I probably look quite the fright. I think I recall tearing into a deer and at the time it tasted like ambrosia on my lips. I need to take a shower before we talk about this any further.” He was about to take a step back, but it was the look on your face that made him stay completely still. “I can tell that you have something to say. There’s no time like the present.”
“My research will help you, but not in the way that you want. I can certainly give you the serum, but it’s not going to take away the beast. You won’t have to worry about it during sex or moments of extreme anger or emotion. The only drawback is that it will come out with even more force during the full moon. You will become primal with no semblance of what you’re doing form one moment to the next. It’ll be 12 hours where you could be the worst possible thing that this human race has ever seen. It’s entirely up to you and I will not try to influence your decision one way or the other.” “I sent a message to my former employer and told him that I will not be coming back. I know that he will never rest to find me, but here hidden away from the world will make it virtually impossible for him to do so.”
“It’s better than nothing. I’m just not sure if it’s worth the tradeoff. I’m going to need some time to think about this. I was hoping for more, but I guess you’ve done everything that you can. You’re more than welcome to leave. I won’t hold you to anything.” Lyon looked at her and was hoping that she was going to stay, but he didn’t want to be possessive. It hurt him to think that she was never going to be here again and last night had been an awakening of something that he had thought was buried in the ground. “I’ll give you all the time you need. Don’t feel that I’m pressuring you in the very least.” He wasn’t expecting much and certainly not the way that she rushed over and leaped into his arms.
He carried her upstairs in human form and they made the bed rock for the next few hours with not even an inkling of the gorilla raising its ugly head. He thrust between her legs and gave her all of him and didn’t leave anything behind. Watching her churning underneath him was a magical experience and then he unleashed inside her with her body accepting him.
Erica wanted this moment to last. She hoped that by coming to him like this that she would prove to him that she was going nowhere. “I know that he has a lot on his mind, but at least now he knows where I stand. “I hope that this tells you more than words how I feel. I don’t have any intention of leaving, but I do need to do my research. This discovery is very important and might take years to perfect, but I’m willing to put in the time.” Erica could see the look on his face and his hand was rubbing his chin in quiet contemplation.
“I want to take the risk of taking the serum. 29 days out of the month, as my human self is a whole lot better than wondering when the beast is going to come out at the most inopportune time. This way, I have a semblance of a life with you. We can go out and not worry that I’m going to lose control. On the full moon, I’m going to have to ask you to be vigilant and to sedate me with whatever dosage of a tranquilizer that you feel will do the job. I’m even going to have myself chained in case the sedative wears off too soon.” Lyon had given this a lot of thought and having his life back was more important than an actual cure. 29 days out of the month was better than what he already had.
He did take the serum and was pleasantly surprised to see that he could actually walk amongst those that he had feared before. She was draped on his arm and they lived a modest life with her finally revealing her miraculous discovery in the year 2025. They even had a baby and married on the property with only a priest and a witness. It was only during the full moon that things got a little hairy figuratively and literally. It was something that they could endure together. Life wasn’t perfect, but they were happy.
THE END
KISS BY THE FORBIDDEN VAMPIRE
The light of the moon rippled on the surface of the black water as Nera kneeled by the river bank and washed her clothes. The water was cool on her white skin, and she enjoyed the sensation and the low bubbling, sloshing noises as she dipped the clothes and took them back out.
When she was finished washing, she beat the garments with loud slapping against a large stone in the riverbank to get the heaviest of the water out of them. She would hang them to dry as much as possible in the night air and then tomorrow she would have to find somewhere that would see the sun but from where they were unlikely to be stolen from. She slapped the clothes down hard once more, but suddenly she was aware within the loud smacking noise there was another noise, something moving nearby. She turned to face the oncoming threat too late, and she was bundled to the ground by two heavy men who carried a net between them. There was nowhere for her to go, and she was quickly wrapped up in the net until she felt so constricted that she could not move.
“Got her,” one of the men laughed triumphantly.
“What are you doing?” Nera demanded angrily.
“Be quiet,” the man said, “You are going to start a new life in the court of His Majesty, Crown Prince Hassan.”
“What are you talking about?” she spat at him. The two men laughed and ignored her.
“Bring up the wagon,” the second one called out to someone unseen.
“Where are you taking me?” she asked as they lifted her and bundled her into the bed of a tired looking wooden wagon that was dragged to where she was by an older looking man with sad eyes, whom Nera took for a slave straight away, and in doing so felt she knew the fate these men had in mind for her. They didn’t answer her. She struggled against the ropes and threads of the netting but seemed only to become more entangled and enraged.
They traveled overland and soon met up with some more men with wagons. In each wagon, there was a woman, sometimes more than one, lying or sitting and sad. Some were in netting like her, and some showed the bruises of resistance on their arms or faces. None of the women would return her gaze, and none of the men would answer her questions; they would look at her appreciatively and say something like, “The Prince will be happy with this one!”
It was clear that all of the women were attractive and would be used for the personal pleasure of the Court. This was not a new occurrence, but it had been a while since she had heard about it, and never this far from the Capital.
Nera looked around as they moved into some sort of caravan and saw that they were taking the coast road. No doubt there would be a boat waiting for them at the harbor and then it would be a few days in the crossing of the sea. If she didn’t escape before they put her on the boat she wouldn’t be able to try again until they landed- and over there she would have no idea of the land or how to get back home.
At the ship, they were all loaded on as they had been on the wagon. Nera’s net was torn slightly as she was carried aboard but it was such a small rip, and in a place that made it almost impossible for her to get at that she didn’t get excited about it. They were all put in a large hold with burning lanterns hanging from wooden beams and from hooks hanging from the ceiling. It was so bright in there that it hurt her eyes in contrast to the darkness of the night outside. Some of the women were crying, but no one said anything to their captors.
A stocky man with a whip coiled at his hip came into the hold and looked over them all.
“Very good haul,” he
said salaciously, “His Majesty will be pleased.” Then to the assembled women he said, “You should all be very proud of yourselves. You have been deemed to be the most beautiful women in your region. The great honor or becoming part of Crown Prince Hassan’s harem will now be yours!” He spoke as though he expected a ringing round of applause, and she laughed at the silence that greeted him instead. He looked over them all once more and then left.
One of the men who had captured Nera then came forward and said loudly,
“You now have a few days to reverse your sleeping patterns! You will not sleep tonight but will be permitted a few hours come sun up.”
“What is this?” Nera found her voice say before she had any control over it. The man looked at her and walked over. “Prince Hassan likes to sleep during the day, so from now on you too will like to sleep during the day.” He pointed a dirty stubby finger at her, and she was afraid of saying anything more to him.
“What will he do to us?” another woman called out, the fear evident in her trembling voice.
“Shut up!” the man barked at her, “You are not permitted to speak!”
Nera looked at the woman who had spoken and saw her convulse in tears. Some of the other women looked about to one another in confusion, but Nera knew what she had been so fearful about. She had heard the rumors of the Prince’s appetite for human blood; something that up to this very moment Nera had believed for even a moment. She had always thought this was some propagandist story to scare his rivals and enemies, but, now they were putting these women on a sleeping during the day routine she was not so sure. Could it be that the Vampire of folk tales and stories actually existed?