by Jisa Dean
I don't think anymore. I just take off running so I can protect my friend from whatever is making her scared. Misty means too much to me for me to be a pussy and not rush to save her. I hit the kitchen tiles and pull up short. Lying in front of the glass doors is a fucking huge white tiger. I swear I can't take in a breath for a full minute as it watches me with startling blue eyes that seem full of intelligence.
I am so fucked. I take a step back and it growls or roars or rumbles or whatever the hell tigers do. I'm about to take another step back when a loud scream pierces the air followed by a huge growl that is almost deafening in the quiet of the house.
I turn to run when the cat looks away from me. I plan to run upstairs and beat the hell out of whatever is attacking my friend and then both of us will find a way out of this house and call those jerks at the lab to come clean up their mess. That scream held a lot of terror in it and it makes my body cold thinking about what I'm going to find upstairs but I can't think about that too hard right now. Before I'm to the arch leading out of the kitchen something big and heavy is pushing me from behind and taking me down to the ground.
Oh, God!, I'm going to be eaten! My best friend is being attacked. This is like something out of a horror movie only it's real. Real enough that when my cheek makes contact with the cold linoleum of the floor rivers of pain shoot up and down my face.
"NO!!!" I scream out and start wiggling out from under the heavyweight of the big cat but hands grab me by the wrist and jerk them over my head. What the fuck? I try to turn my head to find out what the fuck is going on that one minute some huge ass tiger is bearing down on me and now a man is straddling me. A man who hasn't got a lot of clothing on. I still hear growls and snarls coming from somewhere in the kitchen. They sound like they are coming from right on top of me but no man can make the sounds I am hearing. Can they?
"You should never run from a predator, my mate." His voice is rich and deep and does something funny to the bottom of my stomach. He transfers both of my wrists to one hand and starts pulling at my shorts with the other. Is this fucker doing what I think he is doing?
I rear up trying to use the back of my head to hit him in the nose, but he's too far back. I struggle under him, pulling and tugging trying to jerk my wrists loose. I have saved myself too long to lose my fucking virginity on my best friend's kitchen floor to some fucked up home invader. Just as I think I am about to slip my wrists free a loud rumble sounds over my head and the barest trace of claws trail down my back, tearing my shorts to shreds.
My shirt is next. Huge paws trail up my back tickling my skin and sending shivers down my body until they reach the top and then I hear the slicing of material being cut from my body. Bra and all is cut into and laid open like some sort of fucked-up science class dissecting the dead. Only I'm not dead and I have no plans to go out quietly. Maybe something my druggie mom was smoking at my house has me hallucinating the tiger when in reality it's the man I have to fear.
Very human knees spread my legs wide so a heavy body can lie on top of mine. There is absolutely no give in the grasp he has on my wrists. Whoever is behind me is big and strong and I can't fight back. I lie my head down against the hard floor and wait for the inevitable. But the pain I fear is coming never comes. Instead, a long, wet, rough tongue swipes across the back of my neck making the tiny hairs that couldn't go up in my ponytail wet. Tingles run down my spine and not all of them are there because of fear.
"You smell good. And you feel even better." His breath huffs out across my face.
"What do you want?"
"Oh, so much, my soft little mate. But more than anything I want you."
His breath fans the skin on my back before he takes me by the hips and raises me up. His mouth is on me before I can think about why he would be pulling them up. His tongue runs along the outside of my lips and makes me squeal out in surprise and shock. I move forward but strong large hands are holding me by the hips.
"Do not move, it would be easy for me to hurt you if you moved around." His sharp teeth rack across the outside of my pussy so that I understand exactly what he means. If I move too much he'll bite down to hold me in place. "I need you to stay absolutely still."
I try to think of anything else. Things that aren't sexy or orgasm-inducing at all but it does no good with his rough tongue licking me from front to back over and over again. His tongue is flat and large so each lick opens me up and gives him the most exposure to my untouched flesh. He doesn't just stop at my pussy but drags his tongue up past my virgin hole to the secret spot I have never even thought to allow anyone in. I'm not dumb, I'm aware people do it but I wasn't planning on ever being one of those people. As his wet tongue laves the outside of my asshole it causes things to relax up front into a puddle of warmth between my legs that has nothing to do with the moisture from his tongue.
He runs his tongue back down to my pussy, and I am secretly saying a prayer he stops when he does. I was so close to doing something embarrassing like moaning and pushing my ass back onto his waiting mouth. He plays with the tip of my clit until I think I'm going to die. My breath is coming too hard and occasionally involuntary shakes come over me. He moves back to my entrance and settles there. He tries to stick his tongue in me but it won't fit. I whimper and move away from the pressure it causes.
He flips me over on my back before I can work out what is going on. An angry blonde-haired man with eyes like the tiger's is watching me. "I said be still." His voice growls out when he speaks and even though I'm too scared to move I'm also really turned on and horribly confused.
He uses his fingers to spread me open and lies down between my legs. His tongue is dancing back at my pussy and wanting me to let him in but I can't. I'm not sure if I'm too scared to relax, his tongue is too big, or, God I hope it's not this one, I'm about to cum so everything is tenser and tighter.
He doesn't stop pushing until my muscles start to give, not being enough to keep him out. Slowly inch by inch his wide thick tongue, so much bigger than anything I have ever had inside of me, sinks further and further in my virginal hole. I guess it's not going to be virginal after this because even if the guy just wants to eat me he's still going to pop my cherry with how thick his tongue is.
It slides up inside me until it comes to my hymen. Muscles I've never used are crying out from being stretched so far and even though I try to scoot away from him and his mouth he has me by the hips and won't let me go anywhere. All I can do is lay and take it. I try to breathe through the burn, it doesn't really hurt anymore and my body is starting to accommodate him. Just as I think I can make it through this without pain or embarrassment his tongue pushed in further and I feel the snap of my hymen on his tongue.
I'm not sure what has my body seizing up; the notion that someone has taken my virginity or the pinch that comes with the breaking of it. Or maybe because I know he can taste what he's done. Whatever causes my body to react happens quickly and I lose focus on what I don't want to happen. It's enough that I go over the edge with my body shaking and convulsing on his tongue, my muscles squeezing and releasing his thick muscle over and over again.
Before I can stop him he has me flipped back over on my belly and his cock is at my entrance made ready by his tongue. He pushes in slowly and things on the sides of his penis that aren't supposed to be there brush against me. They feel like nubs that rub and swirl around my tightening inner flesh. I'm about to cum for him and I can't stop it. Not with those things pushing on all the sensitive nerves that no one has ever touched before. He pushes all the way to the end of my channel and bumps something inside of me. I try to crawl away from him when he does, but he leans down and bites the back of my neck causing me to go still.
"Be calm, little one. You aren't ovulating and I have to pierce you to make it happen."
What did he say about piercing me to make me start ovulating? What the hell does that even mean? He pushes further in right up against something that makes me feel funny in my lower belly. He doesn't stop
there though and keeps pushing in. I think he is going to kill me if he keeps trying to push more of himself inside of me but something happens and his cock changes. It lengthens and the bumps swell until I can't move without my body having an orgasm. I lose count of how many I have, they don't ever stop and one just leads into another. He flexes forward and what I can only assume is his cock squeezes past my cervix. How the hell is that even possible? It shouldn't be medically possible. But the last time I checked men didn't turn into animals and back again either so who the fuck knows what this guy is capable of.
I start to cramp as he pushes it open. I start to struggle because if he keeps going he's going to kill me. His teeth sink further into my shoulder and he growls in my ear. This is not the way anyone should have to die. His hands pin mine down, and he uses his body weight to hold me down. My body is racked by constant orgasms but the minute he releases his seed into me I feel it. It causes my body to tighten up more than it ever has before and inside it washes the walls of my cervix and pussy. I try to throw my head back to scream but nothing comes out as my body convulses around his until I pass out.
Misty
My body hurts. Places I didn't know I had are complaining that I've done something I shouldn't have. As soon as I wake up, I remember what happened to me. Animals escaped a lab and men broke into my house, or maybe animals broke in. I don't know, things come back but I don't understand what they mean. It all seems like something out of a bad sci-fi movie, or a horror show.
I whimper out a little as I try to roll myself over but something heavy has me trapped, held down to the bed under the weight of something huge. What sounds like a dog snuffling has me turning my head, just my head, to see who or what is lying beside me. When I look at his face everything comes rushing back in Technicolor sharpness.
He licked me, this creature lapped up the mess I made when I orgasmed earlier, and he sucked and lapped at me again when he brought me back to my room. I shudder when I remember him nudging into my tightness and tearing me apart. As soon as he got a little way in he drove his dick into me fast and hard and I couldn't hold back the scream of pain and surprise that come with having another inside of me. All I could do was lay and let him pump his hips back and forth, sawing in and out of me until the hurt went away.
My words come back to me and cause a blush to come across my cheeks.
"It hurts. God! Stop, please. You're too big, you'll rip me apart. Please." But even as I was saying it something inside of me was losing control. My arms are wrapping around his neck, so I can sink my fingers into the hair at the back of his neck and my legs wrapped around his hips until I was clinging to him. He hit a spot in me that felt so good my whole body tightened around him and pushed me to give him whatever he asked for. I cum with a shiver and a gush of liquid that would have embarrassed me if I could have thought, but he didn't stop fucking me. He kept on and on and I kept cumming over and over again until I felt something at the base of his shaft start to swell and stretch me wider.
My eyes flew open and fear came clawing its way back into my body. I didn't have anyone else to tell me what was going on. I had to ask him what was happening.
"What's that? What's happening?"
"Shh, I'm close." What did that have to do with anything? "My cock is preparing to knot you. Oh fuck, and you take it so fucking well."
Knot? What the fuck is that? Before I can ask any more questions he swells again until I think I must be open wide enough that a small fist could fit inside of me but there is no room and when he moves it causes me to shake and cum around whatever is at his base. Hot seed pours into my body, burning me from the inside. There's so much of it that I think surely some has to leak out around whatever is keeping me plugged down there but none comes out. He cums again with a growl and this time his head comes down so he can bite into the area between my neck and shoulder. It causes me to tighten around the plug as my body convulses around his over and over again until finally some of me and him leak out around the stretched skin of my pussy.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! So good. I didn't know it could feel so fucking good."
"What?" surely this man, creature, thing isn't a virgin like me. He knew what he was doing every step of the way. He advanced on me, surely a virgin wouldn't be so self-assured, would they?
He pulls away from my shoulder after giving the wound he made a long lick. He stares into my eyes as he answers me.
"I've never been with anyone. For me there can be only my mate and no one else."
I don't understand why he wants to lie to me but I try to wiggle out from under him, so I can...I don't know what to do after what just happened. I'm a little pissed that he lied about being a virgin. He growls low in his throat causing me to go utterly still.
"Don't move, my knot keeps us together until your body can soak up enough of my seed to make a baby. If you try to pull away from me now it would cause you great pain and may hurt you enough that you won't ever be the same. Stay still until I can pull out of you, little human." He licks me, a swift lick across the cheek and I realize I'm crying for some stupid reason.
"I didn't lie to you about being a virgin. I have never been with another and I don't ever plan to be with another. When you die I will follow. Why do you find it so hard to believe that I haven't been with anyone?"
How the hell could he tell I thought he was lying? Why the hell am I so upset when I think about him telling me something that isn't true?
"I can hear your thoughts, we've bonded. All mates can listen and talk to their chosen one. It's another way for us to be as close as we can. Your heart is hurting because you feel betrayed by your mate. You may even be thinking about me with others." I think I'm going to be sick and look to the door leading into the bathroom. "But I haven't lied to you and there have been no others. I promise this."
How do you know what to do? How did you...fuck me like you've been doing it for years?
I don't say the words out loud. If he really can read my mind let him answer those questions. He let loose a rumble that shakes me and I think he's laughing.
"I can hear what you are thinking. Sex is a very primal and natural thing. It's animalistic and wild when done right. Who better to understand what to do, and how to make my mate happy, than an animal."
I let a little pent-up breath go on a gasp that he did answer my question and it was a very good answer too. It makes sense.
"In the lab, we did have time to read though and there was a copy of the Kama Sutra that got passed around from one brother to the next. I read it six times."
"Oh," wow, that seems like a lot of times to reread a sex manual. "You...there are others like you? You have brothers?"
"Yes, I have many brothers. We've all chose to run from what the General wants to make us."
"Who is the General?"
"Someone I don't wish to talk about when I still have my cock resting inside of your tight body. Rest. I will tell you everything you want to know soon."
I don't know how long it took for his knot thingy to go away because I drifted off to sleep still curled in his arms. The last thing I remember is him cleaning me up when he finally pulled out of me but that is nothing more than a hazy memory that might have been a dream. Now I'm trying to find a way to escape while this psycho is still asleep.
"I am no longer asleep, mate. I woke when you did. You have very loud thoughts."
Oh my God. I twist to try to escape from him, but he only tightens his hold on me.
"Please let me go. I can't be your mate. I'm still in high school. Please, please let me go."
He comes over me with a snarl on his face and his eyes glowing green. "I will never let you go. You belong to me and I to you. You will have my pups and stay with me forever."
Tingles start at the top of my hair and run down my body like electricity. I should be utterly terrified of this creature and yet somehow I'm so fucking turned on that I have to move my thighs back and forth so the drops of my excitement don't soak the bedsheets
again. He sniffs the air and his teeth start to elongate. His anger over the thought of me leaving him has me worked up into something like a frenzy. Each growl and snarl sends more shivers down my body until I think I might have an orgasm without him even being inside of me.
I'm not sure at what moment my lust turns into fear that I can't be what he wants me to be but when it does the natural instinct is to run. I can't be anyone's mate. I don't even know what I'm going to be for college. I don't make it very far. In fact, what I do is more like a hard roll putting me in the floor than an actual escape. I come up on my hands and knees as he comes around the bed for me. His cock bouncing with his every step and my mouth starts to water.
What the fuck? I have never wanted to suck someone's cock. Ever. And now all of a sudden with this man I can't think of anything else but wrapping my lips around his thickening shaft and taking him all the way to the back of my throat. He stops and drops his head back on a moan. Shit, I forgot he can tell what I'm thinking.
He's on me before I can stand up. He has his cock at my entrance and is pushing into my swollen chamber before I can even think of standing up or getting away from him. This position makes him feel so much bigger than before. It feels like he goes farther inside of me like this too. Oh god, he's hitting that magical spot deep inside of me again and now I'm the one who throws my head back and moans out.
This time he's not easing up on me or giving me time to adjust to his cock. He's driving into me over and over again until my body gets ready for the release it needs. I look down at the floor where huge gouge marks in the wood where my hands have curled up are.
What's going on? What's happening?
"My seed changed you. Something about our bonding makes you take on aspects of me." He almost sounds astonished, like he didn't know this would happen either. "Fuck, Misty your eyes. They're beautiful."