53 - Big Perv (2.46k words)

I glanced down at the spot where my heart beat. Vick's mark wasn't visible. It didn't have time to resurface when we first mated, but I could definitely feel it. It was like a soft hum under my skin, a quiet reminder that we were connected in a deep, invisible way. It was there, subtle but real, linking us silently.I turned around to study Vick's features. A rush of emotions fought to be recognized in his eyes, but they were so entangled that I couldn't distinguish them.I rarely submitted to anyone, if ever, yet I gave him the control to set the pace, to ease his discomfort of having to see me be taken by other men. Vick thrived on control, on dominance, and to strip that from him during such an intimate moment would be like depriving him of a part of his essence.It wasn't just about my enjoyment anymore, I had the desire to make this the best experience for him, to involve him in the deepest, most sensual way. I wanted to give him an out-of-body experience and make him feel close to me, no matter the physical distance.It was a small token of appreciation I could give him. A small gift for a man who wanted nothing else but the best for me.It still irritated me, though. Submission didn't come naturally to me, not by a long shot.I flashed him a smirk, "How is your ego, baby? Does it still need stroking?"Vick choked out a laugh and dropped his forehead to mine. "If this is how it feels like to have you submit to me, I can definitely get used to this. This is a whole different kind of high, Precious. You have no idea how much pleasure I'm getting right now, having you surrender to me."I stood up on my toes and leaned down to whisper provocatively in his ear, "What a dom would I be if I didn't know my little sub's needs, huh? It was all for you, baby. It was your fantasy, not mine."Vick's mouth twitched as he tried to fight back his urges to summon his tentacle and whip the hell out of me. "Your attitude needs to be tamed, Precious."I licked my lips and walked toward the water basin to wash up, but Muir and Curtis stopped me. They thanked me for the good time and were more than satisfied with what they had received. Apologizing for their earlier selfishness, they gently washed me with warm water and a soft cloth."Do you feel sick? We didn't hurt you, did we?" Muir asked."Nothing I can't handle.""I will massage you. Your body must be sore," Curtis offered."My body is not sore, but my mind is tired.""It's alright, Yaya, the massage will soothe your mind, too," said Curtis, as he gently rubbed and massaged the areas around my neck, shoulders, back, arms, and legs. He learned it from Vick, and tweaked the technique slightly with his method by using his forked tongue to sense the temperature and the amount of muscle tension and to monitor my reaction and response to his touch."It's just making me horny again, Curtis.""But I'm not doing anything sexual," Curtis defended."Just because you're not trying to arouse me, doesn't mean you can't do it," I explained."How can I make you not horny while giving you a massage?" Curtis asked, puzzled, "Shall we go for another round?""I don't want my pussy to be a punching bag for your dicks. She's already been abused enough, Curtis," I scolded, making Vick and Muir stifle their laughter."Oh, I see," Curtis understood, "I'll go get some herbs that will help ease her pain and relax her."Curtis slithered outside the cave to pick some herbs and brought back a large amount, enough for the entire village. He added them to the water, allowing it to boil above the fire outside of the cave before letting it cool slightly. After pouring the infused water into a basin, he gently guided me to sit in it.They all looked at me, covering their mouths to stifle their chuckles as they washed themselves, "She looks like a cub learning how to potty train. Too adorable."I shot them a 'I'll deal with you later' look as I continued to soak my lower parts in the small basin. The aroma of herbs was soothing, helping me release the excess fluids still within me.After ensuring my lower parts had recovered, Muir guided me back onto his nest. "Yaya, put some clothes on," he said with a hint of concern. "It's freezing in here, and starting a fire in this nest isn't exactly an option.""Not until you can look at me without turning red like a lobster, Muir. Honestly, you blush so much it makes me feel like I'm corrupting a cub," I said."My eyes can't handle your beauty," Muir looked away, avoiding my gaze, "There is too much to see, and my eyes don't know where to look first. They can't focus on one part, and every time I try to force them, they get distracted by other things.""Then let your eyes enjoy the sight. Why are you acting so shy and innocent when I'm the one who got fucked and filled with your cum?"Muir couldn't hide his blush. His cheeks were so red they were almost glowing, "Don't talk like that. You're making it worse.""Fine, fine. I will try to stop being so vulgar and keep your pure heart pure, even though your dick is not so pure." "Yaya!" Muir protested as he covered his face with his right hand, "Please, stop talking about my dick.""You have no shame using your dick, but I say the word dick, and you can't look me in the eye?" I said, waving my hand dismissively as I turned away to hide my smirk, "It's a pity Vick doesn't have any shame because I would've teased him to death already."Vick stroked my hair leisurely and kissed the side of my temple, "You've had your fun, Precious. Now stop torturing him and go to sleep."Muir gathered our clothes from the floor and draped them outside to dry. He then rummaged through their luggage, retrieving a fresh set of clothes. As Vick held me in place, Curtis helped me into a pair of cotton underpants and a bralette. He then slipped a light sleep dress over my head and tenderly wrapped a thick fur blanket around me, ensuring I was warm and comfortable."She is worse than a cub sometimes," Muir muttered as I kicked off the thick fur blanket with a forceful motion, letting it crumple in a heap beside me as I began to confront Vick for turning me into a cumdump when the reality kicked in, "How does she ever manage to live on her own without someone looking after her?""She is good at taking care of others but can't seem to take care of herself," Vick said, maintaining a defensive stance. He dodged another kick, continuing, "Her father mentioned that she was always a rebellious child, but she always stepped up responsibly when leading people under her command. Then, one day, she suddenly decided to stay alone, claiming she had found her purpose. She left the army, went solo, lived on the edge, and never looked back.""And the next thing I know, I have a FIVE-way relationship," I grumbled, gracefully extending my leg in a fluid, balletic stretch that showcased the sleek lines of my form, "If I get STDs, it's all your fault," I added, delivering a firm, pointed kick to Muir's and Curtis's backsides. "And yours, and yours as well."My legs were still a bit wobbly and numb, but they had recovered enough to cause a little damage.They both groaned and rubbed their sore behinds, "You could have stopped us at any time, Yaya," they defended."Yeah, that's why if I get STDs, you are all going down with me," I declared."You have nothing to worry about, Yaya," said Vick, his leg meeting mine in midair, blocking my attack, "Beastmen are immune to STDs. Our saliva, semen, and bodily fluids have healing properties, so they don't carry harmful pathogens. We've evolved to share a female with other males, and there are no risks of getting sick from our sexual activities."I cracked my knuckles when the boys surrounded me, each in a defensive stance, "Don't underestimate the power of STDs, they can evolve too, you know. It's called evolution, and it's a bitch, and she can be your best friend or your worst enemy."Vick lunged at me and wrapped a blanket around my shoulders, "Alright, Precious. We won't underestimate your STDs, and we will take the fall with you if we catch one. Is that enough to appease your rage?""That will do for now," I said as I pulled the blanket over my head and dragged myself toward the nest to make a comfy place for my rest."Should we take in another guy?" Vick pondered, rubbing his new bruises, "I figured the four of us could manage, but maybe it's not enough. What do you think?"Muir thought about it, still rubbing his bottom, "I think we need someone who will take her punches in our stead. Someone who can fight back. Yaya has a lot of pent up energy and can get really aggressive.""And violent," Curtis added.Vick's mouth twitched, "Are we contemplating a new male for Yaya, or a new punching bag?""Is there a difference?" asked Curtis.Muir nodded, "Yaya doesn't need a new lover. She has us to satisfy her. I'm sure she would be interested in having someone to beat up. It will keep her busy and happy, and that's what we all want, right? To see her happy?""Yes, that's what we want," Vick replied, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "I think I have an idea. You're gonna love this, Precious," he smiled, approaching the nest to kiss my cheek, "Now go to sleep while we figure out who will be the unlucky fellow."I couldn't believe the nerves of these men. But the thought of beating someone up does sound like a lot of fun, so I didn't complain. "Finally, some good news. Good night, you horny, dirty, twisted little bastards. See you in the morning," I mumbled, as I drifted off into dreamland.They snickered, their amusement laced with sass, "Rest well, you shameless big perv."Muir lifted the blanket and joined me in the cozy nest, his eyes closing as he snuggled up against me. He fell asleep almost instantly. Meanwhile, Curtis and Vick stepped outside to discuss some business.I tried to contact Skaris through the spousal imprint, 'Can you hear me?' and to my surprise, he responded.'Yes, my dear?''Did you just call me dear?' I asked.'That's what you are, are you not? My dear female?''You never skip the female part.''Have I?' he questioned, a little provocatively.Skaris was quite paranoid about trusting a female, and his rootless side had created an imprint where he could make sure that he wouldn't get tricked or used. His spousal imprint didn't give me any powers, but it did give him access to my hearing, allowing him to hear what I was saying. In exchange, I could hear what he was hearing through the wolf on my upper arm. It was like having a walkie-talkie installed into my arm.'Is Vick alright?' he asked.'He's fine.'There was a short pause, and I could hear a sigh of relief. 'When will you come home?' his voice was quiet and subdued.'Do you miss us that much?''It's lonely without you here. No one is around, and I don't know what to do with myself after finishing my exercises. There's nothing left to dust, or clean, or polish, or straighten, or fold, or hang. Everything is spotless. The whole place looks like no one lives here.''Are you asking me to come home, or complaining about the lack of dirt and chaos?'Another pause, and a long, deep sigh, 'Both.''If I come home, what will you do?''I don't know.''If I don't come home, what will you do?''Same old thing,' said Skaris, 'Cleaning and waiting for you.''Well, there you have it. You will be just fine either way."'I suppose,' he agreed, 'I guess I was hoping that you might want to come home sooner rather than later.''Something came up, and I have to take care of it,' I informed him.Another short pause, 'That's not very specific, my dear.''No, it's not, but you will eventually find out, and I will fill in the blanks when the time comes. Until then, I want you to stay home and keep the house safe.''Will do, my dear. Can I expect your calls more often?'Skaris took away a part of my freedom just like I've taken a part of his. He received the ability to activate his spousal imprint and eavesdrop on me whenever he wanted for as long as his body could maintain it. I wouldn't say I was thrilled to be monitored, but it was the price I had to pay for taking in a rootless without knowing the consequences.'Mm,' I yawned.'You're sleepy?''Mm,' I answered, too tired to talk.'Then I shall let you rest. Good night, my dear. Sleep well.''Night,' I replied before passing out. These spousal imprints were incredibly handy. There was no waiting for the effect to kick in like with sleeping pills, and there were no pesky side effects either, which was a major bonus.· · ──────── · ⊱❈⊰· ─────── · ·Early the next morning…Gold blew a large bubble, which was gold in color and had a faint glow around it, "It will help you to breathe underwater. Please step inside."I stepped into the bubble, grabbing Muir's hand and pulling him in with me. Muir was a bit reluctant to go with us due to safety reasons since he would be powerless underwater, but the curiosity to witness the underwater world won.Gold touched the bubble gently, and the bubble slowly sank, taking us deeper. Curtis and Vick followed us closely.The first thing that came to my mind was the word 'vast'. The sea was so vast and endless, stretching far and wide in every direction. The water was crystal clear, but the deep blue shade of the sea made it appear darker the further down we went.