by Jools Louise
“I accept!” he said excitedly, his antics causing a lot of laughter.
“You’ll convert then?” Kajika asked him, kissing him back.
Dichali dropped to the ground, and proudly displayed his wrist, complete with a small groove. “Already done,” he said, grinning. Kajika snorted, and kissed him again, swirling his tongue inside his lover’s sweet mouth. Cupping Dichali’s ass, he held onto his mate, loving the feel of the firm, lithe body against his.
“Tonight, we’ll celebrate, my love,” Kajika promised, resting his forehead against his lover’s, smiling into the man’s dark gaze. Dichali nodded, and sighed blissfully.
“I believe your friends have already arrived,” Bly said, and gestured to the mountain pass. Sure enough, a line of rider-less horses came trotting down the steep trail. Following behind, a trail of about twenty riders entered the valley slowly. Some had doubled up, and there were at least eight young children among the group.
“We’ll get more saplings,” Harmony said, nodding. “We’ll need more tepees.” Turning he walked off, calling to a few of the others to help him. Kajika stared after them, startled that they would help his people set up home.
“Kajika?” came a familiar voice, and he turned, eyes wide, to see his little brother standing just outside the tepee, his chest healed and his eyes bright. Dropping to his knees, Kajika buried his face in his hands, sobbing with relief.
“It’s okay, Kajika,” Bly soothed, patting his shoulder lightly. “Now, why don’t you call him over to have some stew? He’s probably hungry by now.”
Kele ran over and hugged him. “Don’t be upset, brother,” he said. “I feel great. I’m a wolf, now.” He laughed, flexing his biceps, and Kajika handed him the bowl of stew that he still held.
“Here, wolf boy,” he said dryly, wiping his eyes discreetly. “You’ll need to keep your strength up.”
Kele giggled and grabbed the stew, shoveling it into his mouth greedily. Bly laughed, and handed him some flatbread, which he accepted with a pleased grunt, and just kept on shoveling.
“Dis is good,” he mumbled with his mouth full. Kajika swatted him upside the head in rebuke.
“Wait until you’ve swallowed it down,” he scolded, laughing. “Where are your manners?”
Impishly, Kele finished the bite, and opened his mouth wide. “This is good,” he giggled, dodging another swipe to the ear.
“Brat,” Kajika said, but laughed, as well.
“Who’s next?” Chatan called, stepping from the tepee. “We may as well get this over with, then I can spend some quality time with my mate.”
Mary followed, smiling up at him, a naughty twinkle in her eyes. She winked at Kajika wickedly and he grinned back.
Instead of getting food, Kajika went to welcome his people. The horses spread out, nickering greetings to the resident herd. Picking up the pace, the refugees loped into a canter, coming to a stop a couple of feet from the camp. A young girl hopped from her mount, running up and throwing herself into Kajika’s arms excitedly.
“Kajika,” she squealed, laughing. He held her tightly, closing his eyes as he felt her slight body against his. He loved this little girl with all his heart. His agony at having to leave her, and the risk that he would never see her again had weighed heavily on his heart. His relief was almost tangible. Now he had all his family around him, the surviving ones, at least.
“Hey, little deer,” he said gruffly, clearing his throat as his emotions rose again. He’d cried far too much lately.
“Hey,” she sighed, snuggling against him. “I’m hungry.”
Laughing, he greeted the others, and introduced the newcomers to his new brothers and sisters. Bly, smiling at everyone, dished up more delicious stew, a festive atmosphere filling the valley. Someone brought out a drum and a wooden flute, and an impromptu dance began, celebrating their journey and safe arrival at this secret valley. The children who had arrived, brought a new energy as they chattered and ate, and chattered some more. Kajika relaxed finally, watching as Chatan shared his wolf’s gift with everyone. The newcomers quickly got up to speed on what was happening and acquiesced without a qualm. Minutes later, their tribe was bonded. Kajika was last, and felt the power of Chatan’s totem enter his bloodstream, like a drug. He couldn’t wait to shift. He smiled to himself, watching as Chatan was corralled by Mary, laughing when Dustu, Maska, and Kata quickly gathered around. The quintet danced around like loons for several minutes, and then Mary grabbed some blankets and led the way out of camp, her ass twitching seductively. She winked at Kajika, smirking. He chuckled again. Mary was a force to be reckoned with. She had four dominant males as her mates, and yet she had them jumping through hoops with just a look and a seductive smile. He watched them leave, and then sent a come-hither look to his mate, Dichali. The pair headed to their tepee, holding hands. It was time to claim what was his.
Chapter Eleven
Mary lowered herself onto Chatan’s thick length, sighing blissfully at finally having her men where she wanted them—naked and at her mercy. She felt a twinge of guilt for wanting pleasure instead of helping to rebuild the tepees, but she was horny and there were plenty of willing helpers. She heard Chatan’s low groan of relief, felt his hands on her breasts, and sighed again as she rocked back and forth atop his big cock.
Her mates stroked her and teased her. Mouths and hands moved over her body as she rode her alpha, closing her eyes as she savored the heat of him inside her, her pussy weeping gleefully. She was pushed forward until she was lying almost flat, and took advantage of the new position, capturing Chatan’s succulent mouth, and delving inside to play tag with his tongue. Fingers probed her rear hole, stretching and loosening her tight flesh. She groaned when a hot tongue lapped at her, treating her to an intimate cleansing that had her temperature hitting new heights. She loved how seductive her mates were, how eager they were to please her, and how uninhibited in their passion. No part of her was taboo, and they showed her again and again how much her body delighted them.
Tensing when a thick, hard cock prodded her ass, she panted when it punched past the ring of muscles guarding her small hole and began to inch deeper and deeper inside her. Strong hands caressed her smooth back, soothing her, before reaching around and cupping her swollen breasts, kneading the giving flesh firmly. Lifting up slightly, she kissed Chatan hungrily, feeling her muscles relax finally. She began to move, back and forth, fucking herself on both cocks, hearing twin moans of pleasure from her lovers. She felt a moist tapping at her cheek, and eased away from Chatan’s hot lips. Turning her face to one side, she saw Dustu there, his eyes dark with lust, his cock dripping precum. Lapping at his cock, she swirled her tongue around the spongy head, exploring each texture before dipping into the tiny slit to tease out more of his delicious essence. She was distracted by something tapping her other cheek, and turned that way, seeing Kata waiting patiently. Smiling at him, she sucked the tip of his cock, hollowing her cheeks as she took a taste.
Undulating atop Chatan’s hard body, Mary inhaled her mates’ scent, whimpering helplessly as Maska plowed her ass, taking over the rhythm. Moving in sync, she felt Chatan’s grip on her hips firm slightly. Lifting her a little, he took control, holding her in place as he snapped his hips, bouncing her in time to Maska’s hard strokes. Her nipples were tweaked, sending a shot of pure pleasure straight to her clit. She sucked Dustu and Kata in turn, and then stuffed both cocks into her mouth, greedy for more.
A low wail began deep inside, building as her emotions condensed into the sheer joy that assaulted her. It was too much. She couldn’t take this much pleasure. She felt fearful even as she pleaded for more. Then, with a low snarl, she came. Roaring, Maska followed suit, lashing her ass with hot seed. Withdrawing before he’d finished, he rained cum over her back and haunches, marking her with his scent. Dustu gave a grunt, and pulled his cock from her mouth, jacking off and climaxed over her upturned face. Kata moaned and copied his younger brother, coating Mary’s breasts as he fou
nd his release.
Mary whined in disappointment as the brothers withdrew, leaving Chatan pounding up into her, hard and fast. With a roar, he came, as well, his cock locking into place and the mating spur digging deep. Mary screamed, holding on tightly to his shoulders as she convulsed around a second intense climax. Lunging down, she struck with her fangs, biting deep into Chatan’s neck, moaning as his life force flowed over her tongue. He yelled in surprise as she claimed him, driving even deeper into her willing pussy. Chatan arched his back, his features contorted with pure bliss, as he bucked beneath her, nearly unseating her. If she hadn’t been securely joined to him, she would have fallen. She collapsed atop him, covered in her lovers’ semen, and loving the fact that she wore their scent. Snuggling, Mary closed her eyes and sighed. She had the feeling that she would soon be bearing fruit from this sexy encounter. She smiled, excited at the thought of being heavy with child.
* * * *
Bly relaxed in Raven’s strong arms, naked and warm. He trailed sultry kisses over her face, which had her sighing blissfully. Raven was quiet, not prone to speaking often, but he showed her over and over how he felt.
“Hmmm, I love being in your arms,” Bly said, sliding her leg between his as she sprawled on top. His big cock sat up perkily between her thighs, gliding against her wet pussy as she moved languidly, anointing him with natural lube.
“You are a jewel, and I still can’t believe you are ours,” Raven replied gruffly, nipping at her shoulder. She closed her eyes, rubbing her entire body against his as he stroked her lithe frame. His hands were a little rough on her smooth skin, sending shivers of delight as they rasped over her back and ass and inner thighs. He squeezed her butt, teasing her little hole with his thumbs before probing deeper.
Bly felt hot all over, loving Raven’s gentle touch. He worshipped her, his lips moist and warm as they glided over her face and neck and shoulders. She lifted up, offering her breasts, and he accepted with a growl of approval. She was not as well-endowed as Mary was, her breasts a mere handful, but her mates certainly seemed to enjoy sampling them whenever they could.
Raven sucked her taut bud, hollowing his cheeks as he slurped away, then opened wide, mouthing her entire breast until it tingled. Swapping to the other side, he soon had her moaning, lashing her with his hot tongue. While she was distracted, he eased his cock into her pussy and undulated his pelvis. Moaning, Bly sat up straight, stroking Raven’s beautiful chest and admiring the contrast of their skin tones as his cock drove deep. She felt small and delicate on his big body, an unusual feeling given her height. Looking down, she watched her pussy welcoming his hard length, swallowing him easily, and was mesmerized by the eroticism of it.
“My mates got started without me,” Harmony said, his deep voice sounding amused. Bly glanced over her shoulder and witnessed the big man undress, his cock bouncing up proudly as it was released. Her mouth watered viewing all that hard muscle, and her pussy clenched tightly in response, wrenching a groan from Raven, who continued to move with slow, even strokes.
“We missed you,” Bly murmured, reaching for Harmony’s big cock as he came over to kneel beside her. With both hands, she stroked him, staring into his dark eyes, watching as lust turned them almost opaque. He throbbed, the thick veins pulsing as she pleasured him. She explored each texture, cupping his heavy balls before dipping her head and taking the spongy head into her mouth. He tensed as her teeth grazed his length, and she relaxed her esophagus, taking him deeper still.
“Sweet, Bly,” he growled, cupping her head gently, but not restricting her. Bobbing up and down, she closed her eyes, enjoying the taste of him. Blinking them open again, she stared up through her lashes, watching his face as she sucked him right to the back of her throat. Teasing him, she massaged him, and then withdrew slightly, licking at him delicately. Saliva pooled and trickled down her cheek, dripping onto her breasts. Raven kneaded her tits, groaning in delight as her tempo increased and she began to move up and down, clenching her pussy and milking his fat cock firmly.
She felt Harmony groan, and whined when he popped from her mouth, then moaned when he sprayed hot cum over her upturned face. She tried to catch every drop, opening wide as the white mess landed everywhere.
“Damn, Bly, you look so fine wearing my seed,” Harmony breathed reverently, bending closer to kiss her hungrily. She whimpered with need, enjoying the explosion of flavors as their tongues met, his spicy taste familiar and delicious.
“Suck me again, baby,” he told her, offering his semi-hard cock. She accepted willingly, sucking him back to full hardness until he was groaning continuously. When he was fully aroused, he gave a low laugh, pulling out. “Sweetness, I have other plans for this. I want to fill your sexy ass with the next load.”
She groaned in anticipation, watching as he crawled around behind her, stroking her gently. Raven paused and pulled her down flat, kissing her tenderly. She felt a moist tongue swipe along her crease, delving between the taut cheeks and then lavishing praise on her quivering rosebud. She whined, moving restlessly when Harmony shoved a thick finger inside, fucking her gently. Panting now, she wanted him to fill her completely, and wanted to be the filling in their meaty sandwich again. He inserted a second finger, and then a third, stretching her carefully. Then a larger, much larger, digit pushed against her ass, pushing gently but firmly against the straining muscles which parted willingly. Gasping, Bly closed her eyes again, groaning as he pushed forward slowly and smoothly. Seconds later, he was fully seated, and leaned his forehead against her damp back and kissed her shoulder, breathing hard. She turned her head, kissed him, and reached back to cup his head gently. Raven took advantage of the position, mouthing her nipples again, and began a slow, steady undulation of his hips, sinking in and out of her with tiny movements, which had her gasping at the overfull feeling. Harmony held her gently, gripping her hips as he moved in sync with Raven.
Losing herself in ecstasy, she let them make love to her. They didn’t slam into her as before, but rolled their hips languidly in a way that had her body sliding back and forward with each stroke. Without warning she came, barely able to breathe as a tidal wave drove all thought from her except the relentless conflagration of pleasure. Lunging down, she claimed Raven, biting deep into his neck. He erupted inside her, roaring out his release, his back arching as he came apart beneath her. Before he’d finished, his cock locked into place, and she reared up and claimed Harmony, as well, turning her head to the side and sinking her fangs into his warm flesh. Harmony shuddered violently, and a second later, after a few jerky movements of his flailing cock, he came and lashed her with thick ropes of cum. Flying up and up and up, she came again and again. Several minor orgasms rolled along until she couldn’t take anymore. Her mates’ hands on her prevented her from falling as she slumped, exhausted, between them.
Gently, reverently, she was lowered and they moved to the side, still embedded within her. They enveloped her, and she snuggled closer, wanting to remain joined to her mates forever.
* * * *
Flo giggled to herself as she took off on four legs, her furry tail flowing out behind her. She felt free as could be, running faster than she ever had as a human. Behind her, Etu, Iye, and Wakiza kept pace, tongues lolling happily as the quartet explored their new home. There was a chill in the air as the sun climbed down off the mountain tops, creating long shadows among the stands of trees.
The shifters had run for about ten miles now, and Flo wasn’t at all tired. She felt energized and happy, and horny as hell for her lovers. Her stomach was full after a delicious meal, and their camp was now completed. She felt content that they had ousted their enemies, for now, and over the coming months, no matter how hard the winter, they had a real community here now and food aplenty.
Cocking her head slightly, she heard the roar of rushing water far ahead, and yipped at her mates. Picking up the pace, she led the way toward the sound. This was new territory, and under their wolf guise they could explore at wil
l. They had already discovered that no other humans lived here. It was devoid of any other settlements, with only furred and feathered creatures inhabiting the twenty-mile stretch. She wondered what else she would find here.
Ahead, through a large stand of deciduous trees, the river picked up speed, bumping over large boulders. The valley ran in an east-west direction, and the water flowed to the west, toward the vast ocean to the far west. Flo slowed down, sniffing the air. Plumes of spray filled the air and the river seemed to just disappear out of sight. A waterfall?
Shifting to human form, Flo moved closer, her eyes widening as she saw the small set of cataracts which dropped into a wide pool below. The drop was perhaps twenty feet at most, and the pool about a hundred feet across.
She felt a presence behind her and sighed happily when strong arms wrapped around her, dragging her back against a hard, warm body. She turned her head, finding Etu’s lips with hers and kissed him hungrily. She would recognize his scent anywhere, it was imprinted on her soul, as with all her sexy mates. The kiss heated up, and she moaned when she felt her clothing being loosened.
“Sweet, Flo,” Etu whispered in her ear, nuzzling into her neck. “You are so beautiful, so strong. I love you.”
Flo melted against him, lifting her feet to step out of the buckskin trousers she wore to keep the cold out. She liked the fact that she retained her clothing after shifting from her wolf form. It would be a tad embarrassing otherwise, and she would run out of garments pretty quickly if they shredded each shift.
“I love the taste of your honey,” Wakiza murmured, kneeling in front of her naked. Her moans increased when he parted her thighs, and took a long swipe along her slit, his tongue hot and moist as he sampled her pussy. “I love you, too, Flo. We thought we had lost you. Now you are ours, to love and cherish.” He licked at her again, then buried his face between her thighs, feasting on her with voracious intent.