Beautiful Beasts: Ravishing

Cayla felt like she was burning from the inside out, the ache between her legs had grown absolutely unbearable.

“We need to take her to the hospital!” Alexa cried.

“The girl is fine…! Just the flu…” Martha began, trying to calm her down.

“I’ve never seen a flu like this…!”

Cayla tried to protest but all that came out was a whimper.

“…It’s okay, baby, I’m taking off work…” Alexa began, stroking Cayla’s hair.

“…There’s no need for that…! If you think she needs to go to the hospital so badly, I’ll take her. None of us can afford you to take even a single day off…” Martha said quickly.

“…Well, thank you for that…”

“…go…mom…”Cayla gasped. She forced a smile, “I’ll be…fine…”

“Cayla…”

“Don’t worry, Alexa, I’ll take her to the hospital. Everything will be fine” Martha said ushering the concerned woman out into the hallway and shutting the door. Cayla heard them continue to bicker outside but she could care less.

This was the day and she knew it. Sometime soon her brother would come for her and take her to the other male. She couldn’t have Alexa around for that, Cayla knew her foster mother wouldn’t understand. Minutes ticked by and Cayla heard the front door open and close, then she heard Alexa’s car start up and back out of the driveway.

“She’s gone now, dear…” Martha began, opening Cayla’s door.

“Is there anything you need?”

“…water…” she moaned.

“Of course”

Martha shut the door again and Cayla’s brother shimmered into view.

“It is time sister…”

Cayla awoke once more to the sound of hushed conversation, she opened her eyes glancing around the room. She was still in her bedroom, but the voices she heard on the other side of the door belonged to neither Martha nor Alexa.

“…she may look like prey but her scent is that of a female in heat…” a deep male voice she didn’t recognize purred.

“Be gentle with her. Do not forget that she is my sister and I will not tolerate her being mistreated…” Cayla’s brother hissed back.

“Do not worry. She will only feel the utmost pleasure at my hands…”

The unknown male’s words made her core throb with need, her door slid back and he entered the room. He was larger then her brother and more scarred, his deeply amber eyes scanned over her as if she were something to eat.

“Is the scenery to your liking?” he growled. Cayla glanced around, the ceiling shimmered almost imperceptibly.

“Where are we?”

“My ship…” he said already moving over her on the bed. His clawed hand caught her hair, tilting her head back. “…you smell delicious…”

Cayla trembled as he hissed against her skin, she let out a gasp as he roughly cupped her crotch.

“Already wet?” he cackled, rubbing a finger against her swollen clit through her drenched panties. “Tell me, little one, are you a virgin?”

Cayla nodded, quickly losing her ability to speak.

“I shall have to at least try to be gentle then…” he hissed, ripping away the last barrier of cloth. Cayla bit back a moan as she felt him grind the head of his erection into her sopping folds.

“Do not hold back, little one. Cry out for me, let me hear your sweet voice…”

Cayla effortlessly flipped the larger male beneath her, straddling his waist. She glared into his surprised eyes, “And what makes you think I would submit to the likes of you?”

“Spoken like a true alpha bitch” he growled digging his claws into her thighs. Cayla rolled her hips, lining him up with her feminine opening before plunging down on top of him. The male let out a hiss of pleasure, bucking underneath her, he had seen his share of mating seasons but this was the first time he had been with a female so delightfully tight and wet.

Cayla threw her head back with a breathy cry, she knew it should have hurt, having something so big inside her untried body. But instead she felt a growing warmth, an urge to move and ride this male to completion. And ride him she did.

The male growled and snarled beneath her as her sheath clenched and suckled his manhood, he had found eternity in this little hybrid’s body and couldn’t help but wonder if he’d ever be able to forget her. Cayla had never felt anything as intense as the pleasure she was taking from this male’s body. She had played with herself before, but those moist fumblings were nothing compared the feelings that were surging through her in those breathless moments.

“…Ah…! I’m…I’m close…!”

“…mmm…that’s it, little one…take my seed…” he snarled savagely.