Hate Awakened: Book 3: The Feral

by Hartnady, Charlene

  She had her eyes on Leukos. The human was watching the male lick and suck on her pussy. At the same time, her back was slightly arched. She still wore a bra, which barely seemed to contain her breasts. There was something strangely erotic about her still being covered in such an intimate moment. Not that the material hid much. He could see her nubs and the outline of her areolas.

  Magnar’s hand moved quicker, up and down his shaft as the human’s hips rocked quicker against the other male’s face. He watched Leukos push a finger or two onto her slick folds – he wished he could see better – it looked like he was sucking on her clit again.

  Magnar squeezed his dick just that little bit tighter as he continued to rub up and down.

  More moans became yells, which turned sharp and punching. Her hands clutched and unclutched at the blanket on the bed beneath her. Her eyes went from tightly shut to wide open. His own balls pulled tight as her knees closed around Leukos’ head. The human yelled and bucked against Leukos. Her cries of pleasure filled the room.

  Magnar clutched a hand around the head of his prick as he creamed. The sheer force of the pleasure that coursed through him, shocked him. His knees almost buckled. He nearly fell out of the closet, managing to catch himself from doing so at the last moment. His breath was coming in pants and he could hear his heart beating in his ears. Thank fuck the female was still yelling, her knees still tightly clamped around Leukos’ head, or he might have been caught out…yet again. It didn’t take long for her to come down. Her yell turned into a keen, which became a soft whimper. Her chest heaved.

  Leukos pulled himself up to his knees as her legs fell open. He licked his lips and then wiped his face with the back of his hand. His prick stood at full mast. Where cocks were concerned, it was impressive. Not that Magnar went that way. He didn’t, but males noticed other males’ dicks. If they said they didn’t, they were lying. For whatever reason, this was not something he remembered about the male. Leukos’ prick was long and thick and straining. There was a bead of come on the tip. The human was staring as well, she had pulled herself up to her elbows. Her throat worked and she licked her lips, her eyes moving up to lock with Leukos’ gaze.

  “I want to mount you.” Leukos took his shaft in his hand and pumped it once from root to tip.

  Magnar felt his own prick stirring back to full attention.

  The male’s Adam’s apple worked. “If you’re not ready I’ll understand.” Leukos’ voice was strained. His muscles bulged. In short, he was as horny as hell. “We can wait. I’m fine with that.”

  “I would really like to have sex with you,” she almost whispered. Magnar had to strain to hear her.

  Thank fuck! Magnar wanted to watch Leukos fuck this female. He wanted it more than he wanted to fuck her himself, which was just plain crazy, but there it was. Thing was, fucking her himself would be all kinds of wrong. Traditionally, it would be acceptable, of course, but Ekon wouldn’t like it. His king would hate it. Would hate him. Therefore, it couldn’t happen. Ekon didn’t care much for tradition. Watching was the next best thing. It was research. It was…selfish and all kinds of fucked up, but he was doing it anyway. He turned his full attention back to the couple.

  Leukos flashed a strained smile at the female. He leaned down and kissed her softly. ‘All this kissy shit. Get on with it!’ Magnar found himself yelling ‒ inside his own head of course. At this rate, he was going to give himself a headache. “You’ll tell me if you change your mind?” He reached over her and took something out of a drawer in the side-table. Condoms. A long strip of them. The male tossed them down on the bed next to him.

  “I won’t…change my mind.” She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. Finally…fucking finally her magnificent tits spilled out. Holy shit but they were beautiful. She might be a little plain, but she was as sexy as all fuck.

  “I want you on your knees,” Leukos growled.

  Yes!

  Sounded good. Magnar wanted her on her knees too.

  “If that’s okay?” Leukos quickly added. Pussy!

  Magnar held his breath, wanting to see what the female would do. She nodded once, turning onto her belly.

  This closet could not have been in a better position. She rose up onto all fours, sticking her ass up into the air. Her tits looked fucking amazing. Leukos put a hand on her belly and pulled her up into a better angle for entry. His prick was at her ass. The male’s eyes were firmly on her rear, which Magnar couldn’t see. Her ass had to be lush like the rest of her. Magnar could just imagine.

  Oh well! He couldn’t have everything. He could see both of their faces. He could see Leukos slide one of his hands between her legs. He could see his hand working her pussy. Could see her reaction as she began to pant right off the bat. Magnar wrapped his hand around his own straining dick and began to slowly move it up and down.

  Leukos picked up the pace, strumming on her clit, by the looks of things. The human chewed on her lower lip; she was sucking in air like she was dying. She was rocking backward, her gorgeous tits swaying. It was hands-down the most erotic thing he had ever seen. Magnar had never shared a female before. He’d never thought about doing it. It was something he might try in the future though. Scrap that – he was absolutely certain he would try it. He would have to think carefully about who he would want in his furs though. That was a tough one.

  Leukos’ hand was moving fast now, rubbing on her clit. The male was clearly no longer as patient as he had been. Magnar grinned. Leukos leaned forward and clutched one of her full breasts, using his thumb to rub on her nipple. Back and forth. “It’s been a while for me.” He sounded desperate. Voice strained. Body even more so. Balls pulled so tight he didn’t look like he even owned a pair.

  “Me…too,” she groaned the words between pants.

  His hand kept working her…slower. “Really long,” he groaned. “Like years,” he added.

  Magnar’s eyes widened. That meant that Leukos hadn’t bedded a female since clutch sickness had struck. Years was right. It would have been at least a decade. This would be interesting.

  She looked back over her shoulder. “Years? That’s…so…sweet.” More panting. “I’m so close…I’m…I’m…going to—” Her eyes widened as she sucked in air.

  He stopped and she moaned in frustration. Then he was using his hand to place his cock at her entrance. His hands shook a little. Leukos groaned between clenched teeth as he pushed into her. The male squeezed his eyes shut, slowly working himself into her. His face was strained, sweat beaded on his brow.

  The human’s eyes were wide. She was panting heavily, her mouth wide open as well. She’d never taken a cock this size before. That, and the fact that it had been a while for her, made it a tight fit. Magnar knew the drill. Slow and easy. Leukos needed to slowly stretch her velvet channel, he needed to get his prick nicely coated before he could properly mount her.

  Magnar knew when Leukos bottomed out by the way his eyes rolled back. By how he grabbed her hips. By the loud, deep groan he made. The female cried out in contrast. Their combined sounds of ecstasy had his hand working his own shaft faster.

  “Blast…” Leukos groaned, his teeth clenched. “Feath— Blast!” Leukos jerked into her, roaring loudly as his body crunched over hers. Leukos the Great was coming. Ten seconds and the male was coming. How fucking boring!

  The king was indeed a pussy! Good thing he was going to take this gorgeous specimen of a female off his hands soon.

  Chapter 10

  No!

  No!

  No!

  Yes! Yes! Yeeeeessssss! Leukos’ roar turned into a groan as the last of his seed left him. Her yells of pleasure quickly turned to those of frustration as she realized he was finished.

  Finished.

  Blast and damn! Embarrassment coursed through him. Leukos had been so sure that Claire had been almost there. He’d been sure he would have some sort of stamina. Some sort of self-control, but he was wrong. “I’m so sorry,” he pushed out. “You fee
l too good,” he panted, “and it’s been so long.”

  She laughed. For a moment he was sure it was at him. “You have nothing to be sorry about. I take it as a compliment.”

  “You should.” He pulled out of her, his cock still semi-erect. “You really should. You’re beautiful. So soft.” He squeezed her hips.

  She giggled. “That isn’t a compliment at all.” She turned around completely, giving him a mock dirty look from under her lashes.

  Leukos frowned as he removed the filled condom. “I don’t understand.” He shook his head.

  “If you call a woman soft that normally means that you think she’s overweight.” She was still smiling.

  “No way.” His eyes tracked the length of her body. “I think you are soft in all the right places.” He groaned as his gaze moved to her breasts and then to her flared hips. “Let me take care of this mess,” he held up the used condom, “and then I will take care of you…properly this time.”

  “We can talk first.” She glanced down at his prick, her eyes widening. “You’re ready to go already?”

  Leukos laughed. “Of course. I told you that the Feral have stamina and I meant it.” He stood up off the bed and headed to the bathroom.

  When he returned, he was disappointed to find that she had pulled a blanket over her magnificent body. Her blue eyes glinted. She was so incredibly beautiful. Truth was, he’d been afraid that Reece might be correct. Maybe the right female wouldn’t be amongst this first batch. Yet, here Claire was. It was still too soon to tell but maybe she was the one… it was still a big maybe. Not so big as before though. Not nearly.

  “Years,” she said out of the blue, frowning. “Has it really been years since you…had sex?”

  “You mean you couldn’t tell by my dismal performance?” He couldn’t help but chuckle. “It’s been almost twelve years.”

  Claire sat up, her eyes wide, her hand in front of her mouth. “Really?” The word sounded muffled. “Twelve years. Can a guy even go that long without sex?”

  He laughed. “Yes, really. And, yes, a male can go that long if forced.” It was his turn to frown. “I take it the shifters told you our story.”

  Her hand fell away, and her expression turned grave. “Yes, they did. Every woman died?”

  “It all started with fewer and fewer female chicks being born, until we were down to almost none. Then clutch sickness hit. In the end, every fertile female, barring one, had died.”

  “I can’t believe a cure wasn’t found,” she whispered. “That every last woman died.”

  He nodded. “I’m afraid that’s how it happened. We had no interaction with the other species back then, let alone humans. We’re a primal species…we’re driven to mate and to breed.” He shrugged, hoping his admission didn’t scare her. “It took the help of others for a cure to be found. Turns out, it was so simple.” He scrubbed a hand over his face, his shoulders slumped. “If only we’d reached out back then.” He’d begged Ekon but the male was not to be swayed. He saw the others as inferiors.

  “I can’t imagine how awful it must have been. You mustn’t be too hard on yourself.”

  She assumed it was his call, ultimately his fault ‒ she was wrong. “It was terrible. A nightmare, but one a person couldn’t wake up from.”

  “Did you lose many family members? Were you seeing someone? Married?” Her eyes were wide.

  He shook his head. “I wasn’t seeing anyone in that way. No mate…no.” He paused. “I lost a sister and many family members. It was a dark time.” The conversation had taken a turn into muddy waters. Muddy, negative waters. Ones he did not wish to wade through right then. “Good thing we’re also fast learners and highly adaptable. We’re learning all about the other species. About humans. About how we can work together for a better tomorrow. Right now, our species is dying out. We need to change and grow if we are to survive.”

  “And taking humans as life partners is proving to be a success?” She raised her brows.

  “Very much so.”

  “That’s why we’re here. Like you said before, it’s not just to go on a date or two. It’s to see if…?” She bit down on her bottom lip, her eyes lowered in thought.

  “It’s to see if more would be possible.” He sat down next to her on the bed and put his hand to her chin, lifting her face so that they could make eye contact. “I also remember saying that there is no pressure. That there is no rush. You have to understand that. If you want to leave right now, I wouldn’t stop you.”

  “I know! It’s just so unreal. This morning I left to visit a shifter village for the day and now…here I am.” She looked around them.

  “Are you glad you decided to come here?”

  “Yes,” she answered immediately, looking sincere.

  “I’m glad too. I hope you will agree to stay longer, it seems that we may have progressed beyond just dating.”

  “Although, we haven’t technically been on a date yet.” She giggled, looking breathtakingly beautiful. Her eyes glinted.

  “Will you stay with me for at least a few days?”

  She looked at him from under her lashes. “At least a few days?”

  “As long as you want,” he added. “It’s just that I don’t want you to go too soon. I really want to get to know you better…a lot better.”

  “I’m impressed.”

  “Why is that?” he asked, warming inside at her compliment even though he didn’t know why she had said it.

  “Normally guys are not so quick to commit. Most of the guys I’ve dated in the past have been pretty averse. Like a serious relationship is too much like doing hard time.”

  “Hard time?” He frowned, not sure what she was trying to say.

  “A prison sentence…being put in a cage,” she explained when she could see he wasn’t getting it. Sometimes he felt like an idiot around humans.

  He gave his head a quick shake. “Why would they feel that way? I still don’t understand. Most Feral males would like nothing more than to find a sweet female to settle down with. Someone who makes their soul complete.”

  “That’s such a sweet thing to say. Unfortunately, human men generally want to see how many women they can get between the sheets with…have sex with,” she added.

  “That one I got.” He smiled.

  She laughed. “Sorry, I thought I would make sure.”

  “Thank you for that. I’m not a human. I want you to stay for a while. I am searching for a meaningful relationship and I like you, Claire.”

  “Wow.” She looked shy for a few beats, her cheeks turning rosy, her eyes wandering down to the blanket where she picked on something that wasn’t there. “Yes. Absolutely.”

  “Good.” He leaned in and kissed her. “I’m glad.” Leukos glanced down at the blanket, still tightly around her. He should feed her before mounting her again, but impatience won out. The least he could do was rehydrate her. “Do you want some water?”

  “Yes, please.”

  “I’ll be back in a second.” Leukos kissed her again as he got off the bed, a pillow fell on the floor. He picked it up and put it back on the bed.

  Claire had her mouth gaping open. “The floors,” she made a face, “please tell me that they’re not actual gold.” Her voice was soft.

  “They’re not gold,” he blurted, as he walked to the kitchen. He grabbed two bottles and headed back.

  “Oh, thank god,” she said as he approached. “It would be strange if they were gold. What are they made out of? They look—”

  “Gold.” He grinned, handing her a bottle and lying back down.

  “You just said…”

  “What you told me to say.” He felt his smile grow.

  Claire gasped. “They’re really made of real gold?” She lay on her side, looking over the side of the bed. The blanket slipped to the side and he caught a glimpse of her ass. It was full and rounded. It made his hands tingle…wanting to touch. His prick hardened back up.

  “I can’t believe it.” She laughe
d. “That’s crazy.” She put her hand down and touched the gleaming surface.

  Leukos had to work to take his gaze off her rear.

  “We have plenty of resources in these mountains. The Feral find the metal pretty. It reminds us of the sun or of fire. There are whispers among the elderly that we are descendants of the majestic phoenix. Sometimes I am convinced it is true.”

  “How exciting.” Her eyes lit up. “The phoenix,” she whispered.

  “Yes. We enjoy the gleaming golden color.”

  “Humans do too.” She made a face. “Believe me. Wars are waged over those types of resources.”

  “We know. That’s why we are reluctant to fully integrate with humans. To give away our location.” He shrugged. “To even inform humans of our existence.”

  “It’s understandable.” She pulled in a breath. “Do you really think that women like Pauline would keep quiet about this? About your kind?”

  His eyes narrowed. “She signed a non-disclosure agreement.”

  Claire chuckled. “You’re cute.”

  He cocked his head, not sure what she meant. That was a term of endearment about his looks. What did his looks have to do with anything?

  Claire went on. “Pauline won’t give a shit about the non-disclosure. She’ll talk. You know that don’t you?”

  “No one would believe her.”

  “What happens when other women talk too? If you bring more here, and inevitably send more away, some are bound to open their mouths. When enough people are all saying the same thing, someone will have to believe them.”

  “We’ll sue them all. If Pauline breathes a word, we’ll take her for everything she has. The first thing we did when we returned her to human soil was to have her debriefed by our attorneys to ensure she knows that we mean business.” He pulled in a breath. “Pauline will need to understand that we are serious about upholding the non-disclosure. I doubt very much that she will breathe a word.”

  “I still think you’re living in false hope that humans can be trusted.”

  “Some humans can be trusted.” He cupped her jaw and gazed at her, watching as a smile formed on her face. “Females like you.” He kissed her, loving the feel of her lips against his. “Now tell me,” he let his hand fall away, “what do you do for a living?” He remembered that such things mattered to humans. Also, he liked Claire, he wanted to find out more about her.