Chapter 28

I knew I was supposed to be thinking about my life and making some difficult choices, but being up all night and the emotional scene I’d gone through with Charles had tired me out. I lay on the bed, too exhausted to even crawl under the covers, and tried to consider my options.

On one hand, having a normal life with Charles was now completely out of the question. In fact, I didn’t even know if I wanted to go on living and practicing law in a town where I might run into him at any time during the course of my work. Tampa, which had seemed like my hometown for so long, was no longer where I wanted to spend my life. The little lilac bungalow I loved so much just wasn’t home anymore, but then again, I didn’t know where home was if it wasn’t in the cozy nest I’d created for myself. Maybe home was wherever Richard was. Maybe it always had been.

I rolled over and pressed my head into the pillow. Did I really want to spend the rest of my life with him? Did I want to give myself up to the urges I had suppressed for so long? I remembered how hard it had been for me when my mother first took me away, the craving for raw meat I’d had to suppress, and the desperate fight to fit in, to seem like just another human girl at the series of anonymous schools I’d gone to. I’d given up my heritage at my mother’s command. I’d forgotten the joy of hunting in the deep of the night and learned to ignore the call of the moon. I’d even managed to suppress most of my senses until all that was left of my Amon-kai nature was good night vision. I had done all of that, given all of it up because she wanted me to, because she warned me there was danger in remembering what I really was—that I was something besides human.

And she was right, I realized as I rolled over the other way, trying to get comfortable beneath the thin towel which barely covered me. There were dangers like nothing I had ever imagined. The man I was considering spending my life with had a killer beast locked inside him and the door to that cage wasn’t always firmly closed. But it wasn’t Richard’s beast that bothered me so much as the fact that I desired it—desired him even when he was in that other form. I understood the story he’d told me about the mating habits of our people, but I still wasn’t sure I wanted to give in to those urges even if they were a biological imperative. In fact, there was so much about my Amon-kai heritage that made me uncomfortable. So much that I had been taught was dirty, disgusting, wrong…

I sighed heavily as my head landed on just the right spot on my pillow. Suddenly it didn’t seem to matter what thorny moral questions were crowding my head because I couldn’t keep my eyelids open one second more. I curled into a ball beneath the thin towel and let sleep take me.

This time I didn’t dream of the boy with wolf’s eyes or the statues or the blood. Instead, I dreamed what might have been—snippets of a life that might have been mine if my mother hadn’t taken me away.

I saw Richard and myself as older children and watched in impossibly quick glimpses as we grew through puberty and to what the Amon-kai recognized as the age of consent, even though it was younger than the human standard. I saw him come to my room the first time as more than a friend and brother—I saw him come as my promised mate. I saw him raise my nightgown and caress my budding breasts, kissing and sucking my tender nipples until I moaned with delight. I watched as he explored my sex, carefully parting my ripe pussy lips to touch me and taste me for the first time.

Even in the dream, the pleasure was almost more than I could bear. And in the dream, I felt no shame. I only knew that this was right, that this was the way it was supposed to be between us because this was the way it had been for our people for thousands of years. Even when Richard pressed the thick head of his cock into my virgin sex and filled me with his cum, I felt only joy and pleasure in giving myself to him, in letting him know my body in this most intimate of ways.

In my dream, the years flew until the night when my body was finally completely ripe for the taking. I saw myself naked in the garden—the same garden where we had performed the bonding ceremony so many years before. I heard a growl behind me and when I turned, I saw Richard’s beast for the first time, standing in the moonlight.

My sleeping self gasped at the sight and wanted to run, to get away from the frightening monster that had suddenly appeared before me. But my dreaming self, the girl I might have been if only I had been given the chance, had no fear of the huge, shaggy form. In my dream, I stepped forward bravely and raised my hand to stroke the coarse black pelt that felt like rough silk under my palm. Then, daring even more greatly, I let my fingertips trail down the beast’s broad chest until I was stroking the long, thick cock with the swelling knot at its base. The beast growled gently, a sound of desire that rose from its inhumanly broad chest. But again, I felt no fear, only a deep desire to know Richard completely in his most primal form.

I watched myself turn my back to the beast and kneel on the long silky grass in the center of the garden. This was where we had started the bond we shared between us, and this was where we would seal it. I felt the rough pelt of the beast as it knelt over me, preparing to mount me, and its heated breath on the back of my neck. I spread my legs eagerly, feeling the long grass tickle my naked inner thighs. My pussy was wet, drenched with my juices, ready for my lover, ready to take everything he offered and more.

The dream seemed to slow down now, as if to show me the tiniest detail while the beast mounted my dreaming self. I watched as the thick cock breached my cunt for the first time and saw the expression of ecstasy on my face as the wide knot at its base finally found its way inside me. I watched in horror and fascination as I rutted with the beast, as I spread my legs and arched my back to get it more fully inside me, as I gasped and groaned and cried with pleasure when its hot essence began filling my cunt.

God, could I really be enjoying this, even in a dream? Could I really have given in to my Amon-kai instincts so completely that I ~wanted~ to be fucked by the beast? Apparently, in the dream, I could and I had. What I was watching wasn’t the me that was, the me that had been taken away as a little girl and taught that everything she wanted and longed for was bad. It was the me that could have been. Or, I realized, the me that could be, if only I would give in and accept the Amon-kai part of my nature.

I watched as the beast lifted its shaggy head, howling its lust to the moon above as it bred me, as it took me completely, owning and claiming me as I had always meant to be claimed. Beneath its bulk, the slender blond girl on her hands and knees howled too, in pleasure and in completion. She had what she wanted, what she needed, what her body had demanded for years. And was that really so wrong?

I woke with a start, my heart pounding and my pussy soaked with my juices. I remembered every detail of the dream, right down to the end. Instead of trying to push it away, I examined it, trying not to feel ashamed of the desire that rose in me when I thought of the erotic details. Was it really so wrong, what my body wanted? Was it really so wrong to open myself to the part of me I had suppressed for so long?

I sat up in bed and saw that it was dark outside—I had been so exhausted I had slept the day away. Soon Richard would be back, and I still didn’t know what I would tell him. Standing, I pulled a thin silk robe around me and went through the Florida room out onto my small back porch.

The moon was full and high overhead, and the air was perfumed with night-blooming jasmine, a scent I always associated with my childhood and home. For once, my nosy next-door neighbors appeared to have gone to bed early. All their lights were out, so it was just me and the moon.

Taking a deep breath, I untied the robe and let it fall to the ground at my feet. The cool night air teased my tight nipples and slid cool fingers along the slippery lips of my sex. I was still wet and throbbing from my dream, and I spread my legs, welcoming the invisible invader, opening myself to the night as I hadn’t done since I was a child.

I could feel the moonlight like icy fingers at the back of my neck and smell every plant in my small garden distinctly and separately. I could hear the heartbeat of a gray squirrel that was living in the branches of one of my trees and smell the warmth of its fur even though it was hidden away and not moving a muscle. I could see everything with my Amon-kai eyes. The shadow in the corner of the house wasn’t just a shadow, it was one of the many tiny lizards that lived near the cool shelter of my home, and the cloud overhead wasn’t a cloud but an owl, searching for dinner.

Suddenly there was something else in my line of vision. A larger shadow detached itself from the side of the house and drifted silently forward. It was Richard, and he was in the form of his beast.

My first instinct was to scream and run—to get away from him in the way I hadn’t been able to in the cage the night before. My body was poised for flight, my heart stuttering in my chest like a machine gun, but then, something stopped me. Maybe it was the dream I’d just had, or maybe the realization that if I ran now I would be running forever. Running from the man I loved, the man who loved me, running from my future and my past and never finding happiness because I was too timid to look it in the face and realize that what might be wrong for everyone else on the planet was somehow right for me.

Taking a deep breath, I took a step toward the beast. It stood perfectly still, as though waiting to see what I would do. I took another step until I was close enough to touch it, close enough to feel the heat from its furry pelt and smell the dark, musky male scent it exuded. The scent of the Amon-kai. With one trembling hand I reached out to stroke its chest, just as I had in my dream. The beast growled encouragement deep in its throat and I knew that Richard was urging me on. Boldly I let my hand wander lower until I was stroking him, stroking the long, thick cock that quivered between his muscular thighs. He was hard and ready and I could feel my pussy throbbing, letting me know that I was ready too. Letting me know that my body was ready to accept his no matter how big he was or how frightening it seemed to kneel before the beast.

Hardly knowing what I was doing, I dropped to my knees in front of him and rubbed the thick shaft against my cheek. There was another low growl of approval and then one large paw was stroking my long, loose hair so gently I could barely feel it.

The scent of him was all around me now, filling my senses and overwhelming all my rational judgment. I had never dreamed I could want anything so much as I wanted Richard right then, even in the form of a beast. The broad, mushroom shaped head of his cock was tipped with a pearly drop of his essence and I leaned forward and lapped it off. It was salty and sweet and bitter and somehow completely delicious. I knew that I wanted more.

I leaned forward again and sucked as much of the thick head into my mouth as I could, lapping eagerly to get more of Richard’s cum, wanting to taste him as he had tasted me so many times. I wondered if he found me as delicious as I found him, if he understood how much I wanted him. But how could he unless I showed him?

With one last lick, I released the massive cock and turned my back to the beast, just as I had in the dream. Then, settling myself on my hands and knees, I spread my legs and waited.

But instead of the coarse brush of fur on my naked back and the hot breath of the beast on the nape of my neck I felt a very human hand stroking the curve of my spine.

“Rachel,” a deep voice murmured in my ear and then Richard was kneeling beside me in human form and taking me into his arms.

“Oh, Richard.” I threw my arms around him, pressing my naked breasts against his broad bare chest. I wanted him so much I was aching with it and for the first time the need I felt for him didn’t make me ashamed.

“I had to know,” he whispered, kissing my gently on the cheek. “Had to know how you really felt about me. I knew if you could give in to your Amon-kai side enough to accept my beast, you could accept everything.”

“You’re right.” I kissed him hungrily, feeling the desire rise in me once more, the need for a second breeding. “You’re right, Richard, I want you. I want all of it. I think I’m finally ready to commit to being what I really am.”

“Which is?” He drew back to look me in the eyes, a little smile playing around the corners of his full mouth.

“I am both more and less than human,” I said, choosing my words carefully. “I am Amon-kai. And I’m not ashamed of that.”

“Good.” He nodded and stroked my cheek. “And are you ready to prove it?”

“Prove it?” I felt my heart begin to beat faster. “How…how am I supposed to do that?”

“By doing what both of us have been needing and wanting,” he said. “By accepting my cock into your pussy again for a second breeding.”

At his words I could feel my sex gush with juice and my nipples tightened. My reasons were gone and my boundaries were stripped away. I knew I was going to accept him, was going to submit to him in any way he demanded.

“Well?” Richard asked, and I realized he was waiting for an answer.

“Yes,” I murmured, taking his hand and leading him toward the house. “Yes, Richard, I’ll accept you. How...how do you want me?”

We were in the bedroom now, and he leaned in to kiss me softly on the lips. “I want you in every possible position, but I have a feeling that this is going to be a long breeding,” he murmured. “So we ought to get comfortable.”

I thought of how I’d fainted the night before while I tried to stand and let him breed me and nodded. It was good that we were someplace safe and secure this time, not in a cold iron cage with a dirty metal floor.

“Let’s do it like this.” Richard discarded his towel and sat back against the headboard. He motioned to me, and I could see that his cock was already completely erect and ready. The sight caused another gush of moisture in my own sex, and suddenly I couldn’t wait to have him inside me. Still, I wasn’t sure about the position.

“Uh, sitting?” I asked, even as I straddled his thighs obediently.

He nodded. “I want to be able to look into your beautiful eyes while I fuck you. I want to watch your face when my knot swells inside you and my essence fills you.”

His words made me so hot I could hardly think. “Yes,” I whispered, scooting up so that the broad head of his cock was positioned directly under the entrance to my pussy. “Yes, Richard, I want that too.”

“Of course you do, my beautiful Lana-zeel.” Carefully, he guided himself into my wet depths, and I moaned as I felt him filling me to the core.

“Look down, Rachel,” he commanded. “I want you to watch as my knot fills you—as we’re joined together.”

Biting my lower lip hard, I watched as the thick swelling pressed up inside me, filling me as it had the night before. For a moment, I almost wasn’t sure I could take it, but then, as I gasped and panted, something inside my body seemed to open up, just as Richard had told me it would, and the knot slipped fully into my pussy at last.

“God, Richard!” I moaned as I felt his thickness begin to swell inside me, joining us together.

“Feels good, doesn’t it, baby?” he murmured, resting his hands on my waist. “Feels right, doesn’t it?”

“Yes! God, ~yes~,” I gasped as the first spurt of his essence flooded me.

“Good girl.” Richard’s voice was hoarse, but he was still absolutely in control as he began moving his hips to fuck up into me. “Good girl, Rachel. Just ride me, baby. Just let me breed you.”

I had no choice but to do as he said, but I had never found it easier to obey orders. Somehow, everything he did felt right. His hands on my waist, holding me in place, the slow, hard motions of his cock inside me, even the continuous hot stream of essence that flooded the mouth of my womb as he fucked me felt perfectly natural.

Then Richard’s thumb found the swollen nub of my clit, and I felt the pleasure spiraling lazily within me suddenly spike.

“That’s right, Rache,” Richard murmured, watching my face as the whip-crack orgasm shot through me. “That’s right—come for me, baby. Need to make you come as many times as you can for the breeding to be right.”

“God!” I gasped as I felt my inner muscles contract around the thick shaft invading my body. And then I realized that I was actually milking him—that my body was encouraging him to produce even more essence to flood me with.

“Rachel,” Richard groaned softly as he continued to work his thick cock into me. “Rachel, I love you so much. Need you so much, my Lana-zeel.”

“I...I love you too, Lanor-zur,” I whispered, using the strange name on him for the first time. And yet, as unfamiliar as it was, it felt perfectly right in my mouth. The same way his cock and his cum felt perfectly right in my pussy.

As a deeper, more powerful orgasm began to build inside me, I realized that I had finally let go of my human ideas and embraced my heritage by embracing Richard. And in embracing him, I had found my true love—my mate for life.

The boy with eyes like a wolf had come home at last and I never intended to let him go.

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