Whore for the Wolves (Forced, Fucked, and Bred Trilogy Part 3)

by Bree Bellucci

  “Take me,” Sophie moaned, pushing her ass up even higher. Keeping one hand in her ass, Liam took his other hand and wrapped it around his throbbing cock. Though Liam was smaller in stature, his cock was larger than the average man’s. Liam guided his cock right outside of Sophie, and rubbed the tip in her warmth and wetness.

  “Aggh,” Sophie cried out. Liam, enjoying the teasing, continued to rub against Sophie without penetrating her. Sophie moaned in her need, feeling the soft touch of Liam’s tip and needing Liam to fill her until she could take no more. Liam, unable to hold off any longer, plunged into Sophie, letting out a deep, guttural cry from the tightness surrounding him.

  Sophie saw stars as she felt Liam fill her. Every inch of her was brimming with Liam and the pleasure resonated from her toes to her fingertips. Liam thrust into her, steadying her hips with his hands as he kneeled behind her. With each thrust, Sophie’s body slid along the bed, and she continued to push her ass into the air so she could feel the deepness.

  Liam swiftly flipped her over again, while managing to stay inside of her, and he leaned over Sophie as he continued to thrust into her. He kissed Sophie, pushing his mouth roughly against her’s and Sophie matched his roughness, feeling the urge to devour him. Fucking Liam was blowing Sophie’s mind and she ran her hands over every inch of his body, drinking him in and needing more and more.

  Liam began to pinch Sophie’s nipples and Sophie could feel the sensation in her groin. Liam moved his hands to Sophie’s clitoris and he began to rub as he mumbled what seemed to be some sort of incantation. Suddenly, Sophie’s body felt on fire, but in a good way. Everything became even more heightened and even the air around her seemed to caress her skin.

  “Oh. My. God.” Sophie breathed as she felt everything unravel inside of her as Liam continued to fuck her into oblivion. Liam moaned and suddenly he began thrusting at lightning speed. He became a blur as he moved in and out and Sophie yelled out unable to hold on any longer.

  Sophie exploded around Liam and her body shook at an alarming speed, much like Liam’s high-speed methods. She cried out Liam’s name, which sent Liam over the edge as he burst inside of Sophie, calling out with his release. Sophie continued to tremble and Liam gently cradled her body as she shuddered.

  “Liam, Liam, Liam,” she whimpered, clutching his luminous skin.

  “Shhh,” Liam murmured, stroking her hair. Sophie cast one more look into Liam’s bright blue eyes and spent beyond belief, her eyelids closed as she drifted into a deep and heavy sleep. Liam carefully pulled the covers over her naked body, pulled on his pants and tiptoed out of the cottage.

  In the morning, Sophie awoke with a start as sunlight streamed in through the open windows. She stretched languorously in the bed, feeling the sheets against her naked skin. She smiled carnally remembering her middle-of-the-night encounter with Liam. She hoped she had passed his test with flying colors. A small feeling of guilt crept over her as she thought about her bittersweet parting with Rylan, but she pushed those thoughts out of her head as she rose.

  Excitement and fear coursed through her body as she thought of what lay ahead for the day. Today she would find out if she truly was part fairy. At first, Sophie had scoffed at the notion, but seeing how closely she resembled the fairies, minus the wings and glowing skin, Sophie had a feeling she may somehow be related. That fact alone set Sophie’s mind into a tailspin.

  Sophie noticed new clothes lying across an open window. She cautiously approached the garments. They were certainly different than any she had seen before and resembled what Aurelia had been wearing. The material was fine, wispy, gossamer that floated in her hands and seemed to billow in an imaginary breeze. The color was a soft blue, like a mid-morning sky, and Sophie softly grazed her fingers over the material, watching the color ripple before her eyes.

  Sophie carefully pulled the garment open and stepped inside, slowly pulling the material over her skin. Sophie moaned quietly as the material sensually caressed her skin in an otherworldly way. There were two thin straps for Sophie to pull her arms through, and once her arms were through, the straps draped not over her shoulders, but her upper arms. The material cut low across her breasts and seemed to hug and push up her cleavage. The material was tight across her middle and hips and then just below her waist, the material took on a shredded quality and hung in silky sections across her thighs and legs, all the way down to her feet.

  Sophie peered down at the bits of exposed thighs and legs. The dress was somehow alluring and sexy while being modest. Sophie walked across the floor and as she did so, the material seemed to swish and billow around her. Sophie had never seen such a beautiful dress in her entire life. She knew some type of magic must be involved in either the material or the making. No normal clothes could ever have these properties or feel this way.

  Without a mirror, Sophie did the best she could by running her hands through her hair. She longed for a full-length mirror so she could see herself in this dress. Slowly, she stepped out of the cottage and again, she could feel the charged air around her. She continued to walk in one direction, feeling the air begin to hum more strongly. Sophie came upon a small pond and she walked up to it with interest.

  Sophie gazed into the water and gasped at the fairy she saw. A small, beautiful sprite with long blonde hair and big blue eyes wearing a dress that looked cut from the sky. But where were her wings? Shocked, Sophie realized she was staring at her own reflection, and suddenly it became clear to Sophie that she never was right for the human world. She had always been shorter than everyone, paler than everyone, even her own family. Her skin never burned or tanned, and while she had friends, she had always felt deep down like an outsider. This would explain it all. With one last surprised look at her reflection, Sophie set off to find Aurelia and the others, whoever they may be.

  After a few short minutes, Sophie heard angry voices and she paused to listen. She recognized one as Aurelia’s.

  “You did what?” Aurelia cried, anger flooding her lyrical voice.

  “I-I-only wanted to see how she responded to my touch,” said a familiar, male voice.

  “And she believed that you were testing her?” Aurelia asked incredulously, disgust creeping into her voice.

  “Well, yes,” the male responded sheepishly.

  “You are a disgrace! She is our visitor. Unsure and unknown and you slip into her bed with stealth and seduce her!” Aurelia raged.

  “Well – it was like a test! And, she passed in every way,” the male said smugly.

  “You are an embarrassment to our people! How dare you!”

  Sophie paled, if that was even possible. Aurelia was talking about her – a visitor-, which meant the male voice, was Liam! And, Sophie thought somewhat satisfactorily, she had passed, whatever that meant.

  There was silence and Sophie thought to reveal herself, but then she heard Aurelia speak up in a small voice.

  “So, how exactly did she pass your sordid sexual test?” Aurelia asked, curiosity getting the best of her.

  “Well, first I feel stronger. And her skin took on a luminous quality-“ Liam began.

  Sophie knew her skin had been glowing!

  “-And then when she had her orgasm, she shook with such quickness. I know mere humans cannot move their bodies as fast as we, and yet –“Liam trailed off. Sophie knew her body had shook at an un-human speed when she had come the night before. Sophie felt wet just thinking about it.

  “That doesn’t tell us much,” Aurelia said scornfully, “You were only acting out your fantasy of fucking the female human anatomy.”

  Sophie figured this was as good a time as any to reveal herself and she slowly stepped out from behind a tree. She noticed Aurelia and Liam’s skin didn’t appear to glow as much in the daylight.

  Aurelia quickly gathered herself together and smiled at her.

  “Greetings, Sophie. How did you sleep?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. Sophie blushed.

  “I’m sorry,” she said looking at her fe
et, “I thought Liam was testing me.”

  “Of course. Liam can be very convincing when necessary,” Aurelia switched subjects, “You look quiet lovely in that dress.”

  “Thank you,” Sophie gushed, “It’s beautiful!”

  Liam eyed her sensually, “If I had seen you in that dress, I wouldn’t have even bothered with the test part,” he said wistfully, “Every fairy in the forest will be trying to seduce you now,” and he moved beside her before kissing her cheek. Sophie instantly felt at ease with Liam, as if he were now her dearest friend and she wondered how her feelings could so quickly change. Aurelia rolled her eyes.

  “Liam is wonderful at mood changes,” she said. “However he must truly like you if he is even bothering with his magic.”

  Sophie blushed even more before allowing Liam to guide her into a deeply wooded part of the forest.

  Sophie looked around in amazement. She saw cottages and small wooden houses everywhere. Nestled behind bushes and trees, built into great limbs of the trees and even resting among a small lake.

  “This is our place of dwelling,” Liam explained, “There are a few others who dwell with us - elves and a few witches and wizards. The witches and wizards tend to keep to themselves mostly and live yonder,” Liam motioned to a grove of thick, shorter trees. “The elves live in burrows behind the lake.” Sophie’s eyes widened at the mention of other magical beings.

  “Not to worry,” Liam assured you, “We will keep you safe.” And Sophie’s mind thought back to the fairies guarding her child cottage at her grandmother’s. She remembered her grandmother’s fear of the cottage being too close to the woods and her grandfather promising that “the fairies would keep her safe.” Is this what he meant, Sophie wondered?

  A thought crossed Sophie’s mind, and somehow Liam’s company made her feel comfortable enough to ask. “Liam, you had said last night than human females have different, um, anatomy then female fairies. What did you mean?” she asked hurriedly, embarrassed.

  Liam smiled at her, unabashed. “Oh yes, female fairies have an opening, much like the human vagina, but it is much, much smaller, large enough for fingers only. Of course over the years we have found ways to please our females, and they to please us, but nothing compared to what I experienced last night.” Liam seemed to speak in awe of what he had experienced with Sophie.

  Suddenly, dozens of fairies began to appear around Sophie, Liam and Aurelia. Some seemed to pop out of thin air, while others glowed in small orbs before descending onto the ground. They ogled Sophie and Sophie imagined what she must look like. A taller version of themselves without wings and slightly more human looking. Sophie’s features were not as precise and perfect as the fairies.

  Liam led Sophie to a small clearing where other fairies were perched on large, bleached rocks, studying Sophie with interest. Aurelia spoke first.

  “These are the fairies on our council. We have brought them here to help us determine if you are part fairy,” Aurelia explained. Sophie nodded, and the fairies stepped off the rocks and approached Sophie with caution. Sophie stood still as the fairies appraised her and nodded and whispered to one another. A few of the male fairies played with her hair, while some of the females inspected her hands. Aurelia spoke with the fairies, but Liam held back, alone, watching Sophie protectively.

  “What is your full name, child?” asked a female fairy.

  “Sophie Kimberly Bramble,” Sophie said puzzled. A few fairies gasped while a handful of others looked intrigued.

  “What?” Sophie asked.

  “It’s just – the meaning of your name –“ Aurelia explained. Sophie was confused. She had never bothered to ask her family if her name meant anything. Aurelia saw her confusion and continued. “Sophie means fairy maiden, and Kimberly roughly translates to –of the royal forest. So your name literally means fairy maiden of the royal forest.”

  Sophie stared at Aurelia dumbfounded. How had she never bothered to find out what her name meant? Had her family been trying to tell her something? Sophie turned to look at Liam and his jaw was hanging open.

  “Child, do you ever recall your family speaking with you about your origins or family history?” asked a kind, older male. Sophie paused to think.

  “The only thing I remember is my grandfather building me a play cottage on the edge of the forest, and my grandmother being upset. My grandfather had carved small fairies and placed them around the cottage and he told my grandmother not to worry about the proximity to the forest. He said those days were over and the fairies would protect me. I always thought he meant the fairies he carved…” her voice trailed off.

  “Someone fetch Darina,” another fairy said, “she will remember what Percival did.” A small fairy flitted off, and Sophie stared at Aurelia.

  “Can someone please explain what is going on?” Sophie asked. Aurelia spoke up; she seemed to be the leader.

  “One hundred years ago, our ruler Percival, became intrigued by humans. The werewolves brought many maidens into the forest and we fairies turned a blind eye; we knew the wolves needed to mate for strength. Percival captured one of the maidens and hid her in the forest. Percival was very young and foolish at the time. He seemed to have loved this maiden and he mated with her numerous times before he finally released her back to her husband, but not before leaving his seed in her belly.

  We did not realize that we could impregnate humans; in fact, Percival was one of the only fairies who had ever mated with a human. He spoke of it until his dying day, saying how wonderful it had been and how he had wished he could have kept her for his own. Percival went on to mate with other fairies and produced a female who had ruled after he became ill and died. Unfortunately, his offspring met an unfortunate end in the forest, and I have been the stand-in ruler ever since,” Aurelia paused after this long bit of information and stared at Sophie.

  “Yes, but how does this involve me?” Sophie pressed.

  “We believe the maiden who had Percival’s child may have been your great-great-grandmother. And if so, you must be the first female of the bloodline, therefore, part fairy and the one true ruler of our forest. You may have powers far beyond your imagination, which lay dormant inside of you. Male magical creatures will be drawn to you,” and Aurelia shot Liam a withering look, “and the dark creatures of the forest will want you dead.”

  Sophie realized this was very similar to the story Bathilda had shared. She glanced and saw the fairy returning with an elderly fairy who must be Darina. Darina looked at Sophie and then back to Aurelia.

  “What would you like to know?” she wheezed at the group.

  “What do you remember of Percival’s tryst with the human female?” Aurelia asked.

  Darina chuckled darkly, “Oh yes, he never forgot what it felt like to mate with a human female. You and your large orifices,” she said accusingly, staring at Sophie as if she were something dirty. Sophie had the feeling that Darina may have been one of the other fairies who had mated with Percival. “Always speaking of how tight that woman was. How he was able to fit inside her completely,” she spat. Sophie stared at Liam who seemed disgusted by the older fairy speaking of sex, and yet highly aroused as he gazed longingly at Sophie. Oh yes, Liam knew exactly what Percival had experienced.

  “He finally released her, Maryanna. Maryanna was her name,” Darina spoke the word as if it were something distasteful. “But he always spoke of her. Always spoke of his boy that was running around out there in the human world.”

  Sophie felt puzzle pieces falling into place. She remembered her grandfather speaking of his grandmother Mary. How much she loved the outdoors and drove her family mad with worry because she had disappeared once. How her son, her grandfather’s father, Percy, had always been her favorite, loved far more than her other children. Yes, Percy, had been loved by his mother Mary and despised by his father. And her poor grandfather never knew the love of his grandfather, Mary’s husband, only the love of Mary.

  Sophie sunk to the ground, everything mak
ing sense. Liam quickly came to her. Sophie stared up at the other fairies, “Then it’s true,” she breathed. “My great-great-grandmother Mary favored her son Percy. My grandfather told me. And Mary loved my grandfather because he was Percy’s son, but Percy and my grandfather were scorned and unloved by my great-great grandfather!”

  At the mention of Percy, the other fairies gasped. Yes, Percival’s half-fairy son was named after him.

  “Only one last test,” Darina said darkly, gazing at Sophie with loathing.

  “I don’t know if that is necessary,” Aurelia spoke up, but a few other fairies were nodding in agreement.

  “Aurelia,” Liam warned, “Please don’t. What other proof do you need? Look at her!” he exclaimed, “As if the family names weren’t enough, look at her skin, eyes and hair!”

  Aurelia shook her head sadly, “It’s only right, Liam. We should test the blood.”

  Sophie’s head jerked up. What did Aurelia mean by testing the blood.

  “No!” Liam argued. Aurelia glanced at two younger male fairies, who stood on either side of Liam.

  “Liam, let me do this and then we can be certain and we can pledge ourselves to our rightful ruler.”

  Sophie backed away from Aurelia who was approaching her now.

  “I’m sorry to do this, Sophie, but it will be fast, and I promise you will heal quickly.”

  Before Sophie knew what was happening, two fairies had her pinned down on a rock and Aurelia produced a long, silver blade.

  “What are you doing?” Sophie screamed, as Aurelia pushed some of the fabric aside, exposing Sophie’s pale thigh.

  “We must have a blood sample. We will test it in the pond to confirm you are part-fairy and our true ruler.”

  Someone handed Aurelia a small cup and she held it against Sophie’s thigh as she brought the blade to Sophie’s skin.