Thread: The King Who Conquered the Animal Kingdom (Johnizbeast and Innocent Anathema)

I l y a W h y a m I s o s c a r e d o f l o s i n g y o u . . . Cold. Frightened. Hopeless. Ilya was curled up in a ball on the bed with her ears cast back along her dark azure hair. The long strands were spread across the bed behind her back. Her body was a slight one with a fine frame and pale skin that hardly saw the sun. At the present moment, she was still pretty much naked and felt like she was freezing cold. That must be why she was shaking like a leaf. Or was it the rape that she'd just witnessed? Was it the fear that she was next? She didn't know what was worse the waiting or the idea that her time had come. Oh gods, she couldn't even look at him. So, she didn't keeping her face pressed against the blanket and her eyes tightly closed as if she didn't look at him, he'd just go away. Or she'd wake up like it'd all just been a bad dream. The latter would have been a blessing. Yet, as she heard him address her and crawl across the bed, she knew that it was one that she'd be denied. Fresh tears slid from her eyes as she prayed fervently to be rescued. Prayers that would go unanswered. He'd drawn the curtains and Ilya felt like she'd been cut off from the one person, who had tried to help her. Her shaking increased and her breathing was short and shallow. A cry of fear left her when he picked her up, the sound mixed with a rather kittenish mew. Her eyes opened in a flash. The dark blue of her eyes, like the night sky at midnight, darted to his face as a few more tears slid down her cheeks unsure of what might happen and picturing that which she'd seen happen to Yarun. To her surprise, she was untied. What did that mean? The cat dared not move though. Not to run or make a move on him. Although when he reached for her face, she flinched closing her eyes tight again with a soft whimper. Yet, the pain that she was expecting didn't come. Only a light touch to her soft cheeks. That startled her enough for her to open her eyes again to look at him. Little beads of moisture from her crying clung to her eyelashes. Those rather delicate ears of hers lifted some at his words as she listened unsure of what to expect. He'd... he'd been downright terrifying to Yarun. Ilya couldn't imagine surviving an encounter like that. There was also that fact that she was smaller than the wolf and he was more than well-endowed. She couldn't picture them fitting together. What he was asking just seemed impossible. Her eyes darted across his face. Could she trust him? Did she have a choice? Not if she wanted to survive. Those ears atop her head were very active hesitantly pricking forward before snapping back betraying her thoughts. Her expression was wary and guarded. Yet, she only froze when he kissed her forehead and shivered shaking her head lightly. King Onyx.., she entreated him in her soft, gentle voice that sounded as smooth as silk. I'm frightened... She admitted to him plainly with a glance in Yarun's direction. The wolf was eeriely silent. Those words were a light insight into how she felt. The cat was terrified yet she held it together somehow. She glanced at the potion that he offered and timidly looked down abashed to meet his gaze. I... I am sorry. I... don't think this will work. I am very, very small and you are... not. She lifted both her hands and clasped them in front of her mouth timidly. The girl swallowed lightly betraying her nerves. It was true. She was about half a head smaller than Yarun was and her frame was just so delicate really giving the impression of a doll. How in the world would she be able to mate with him as he asked? Even if he was being gentle as he promised. Her gaze flicked to his chest and muscular arms drifting down his abdomen before a blush stole over her features and she looked away. They were just too different. . . . w h e n y o u ' r e n o t e v e n m i n e ? O N Y X Onyx chuckled at Yarun's first comment about his seed. Well you wouldn't be the first woman to call me a stallion He replied. Then as she pleaded for Ilya's sake, Onyx laughed If I were you I would be worried about yourself right now, you look like a complete mess. Try talking big when you don't look like a cheap brothel girl. Onyx said laughing. He gave Yarun one last wink before getting into bed with Ilya, a little taunt to let her know he was going to break in the cat girl anyways. Even though Ilya was small and petite she had a great charm to her body. His aids must have seen that to. He was happy with her slim frame, it was in perfect contrast to Yarun's curvy figure. He thought both of his wives had the two most beautiful bodies for completely different reasons. Yarun's body was on the sexy side. She was toned, tan, curvaceous like a model. She had the kind of body that most women would kill for, and must men will kill to call their own. Yarun was the perfect trophy wife. On the other hand Ilya's body was on the cute side. Her petite, delicate, pale and undamaged body screamed of beautiful innocence. Ilya was the kind of girl a man would stand against the fire of hell to protect and keep safe. Ilya was the perfect domestic wife. Onyx knew he was lucky, he had the two perfect wives. They both were woman of which men would fight tooth and nail to have, but they were both his. Onyx was proud to, he had the two greatest woman in the world as his wives. --------------------------------------------------- After some time of holding Ilya Onyx could feel how cold her body was, so he took the blanket and wrapped it around them. He wanted Ilya to feel comfortable. In the end, he didn't want both his wives to hate him. He knew Yarun had nothing for hate for him at the moment. He wanted at least for Ilya to like him, if only a bit. She was sweet, and he wanted her to be sweet to him. It would have been lonely if neither one of his wives cared for him. He hoped to have Ilya comfort his heart while Yarun warmed up to him. He gently whipped the tears that where dangling from her eyes with the blanket. Onyx listened to Ilya carefully, he made sure to take in every word. He then smiled and kissed her forehead once again then replied to her I know your scared, I am sorry for showing you something so unsightly my love. Please don't say things like we will not work, that hurts my heart. I know we can make it work, I will be gently I promise. All I ask is that give us a try, please. Now drink this for now. If Ilya denied him this he would be in a mad rage, he was sure she knew this to after what she had just witnessed. Onyx then took the jar and put it to Ilya's lips and slowly titled the cup up making her drink it. Once she had finished it he put the jar on the nightstand outside the curtain. There we go, lets just take things slow then my love Onyx said laying back. Onyx knew the aphrodisiac he had just given Ilya would take some time to kick in, though he made sure it was a very potent one. He knew once it did, she would go into a deep heat, and become thirsty for his seed. So all he had to do, was take his time, make Ilya feel comfortable, then once the aphrodisiac kicked in Ilya would be his, to use up in anyway he saw fit. As Onyx laid back he resting Ilya on his chest. Her small frame fit nicely into his large one. Her skin was soft and tender, it was a relaxing feeling to have something so soft and gently on his hard muscles. He made sure to keep the covered up to, he didn't want Ilya getting cold. As Ilya lay on top of him he gently rubbed her back with one hand, rubbing her cheek with the other. You really are precious to me Ilya, lets kiss now. If you don't have much experience don't worry, just follow my lead. Onyx said. Then leaning up and pressing his lips to Ilya's. He started off kissing her slowly and gently. Eventually he picked up the pace, making out with her before eventual using his tongue. He could feel her body getting hotter and hotter against his, the aphrodisiac was starting to take effect. I l y a W h y a m I s o s c a r e d o f l o s i n g y o u . . . The little cat was confused when he wrapped the blanket around them both. She shivered still with the fear of uncertainty. Was this the same man that she'd seen with Yarun? She didn't know what to think. Everyone that she'd talked to had told her how lucky that she was to be chosen and that King Onyx was a clever king that looked well after his people. Who was she though? The daughter of a shaman learning how to be a holy healer for her people. No one of nobility or great acts. Why was she chosen to stand beside him? She really wanted to know but was afraid to ask. What if her question upset him and he used his strength on her? Oh... she wouldn't fair well with that. That she already knew. So, it felt like she was walking on egg shells carefully treading not to upset anything. This really didn't seem like it was possible though. To mate with him? She expressed as such to him. What if it hurt? What if she hurt him by not being able to accommodate him? The worry crossed her gentle face yet his lips against her brow was a soothing feeling. Shyly, those eyes of hers lifted to his as she considered. He wanted to try. A little shiver of fear streaked through her. It'd hurt him if she denied him. He was expecting a wife and Ilya had never pictured herself here. She'd been more focused on her work. Another deep breath and she nodded timidly lowering her hands from her mouth. She would try. This was her place now and she just had to make the best of it. Closing her eyes, she drank the brew when he offered it to her. It was sweet to the taste, which was surprising. Had she really just agreed to this? She supposed so. Time to try. At least, he seemed willing to feel it out with her slowly. Her inexperience worried her and made her feel awkward. Ilya didn't put up a fuss when he laid back drawing her to lay against him. She was used to touching others bodies but this was far more intimate. Her cheeks turned a bit pink at the way that his chest felt against her skin and how his arms fit around her. Strange enough, she actually felt a bit safe being held by him. The feeling was peculiar at first. Gradually, her body relaxed ever so slightly against his own and her shivering diminished to just the occasional tremble. He felt very different to her than what she'd seen earlier. She tried to consider the reasons. Had Yarun picked a fight with him? No, that seemed shallow. Had the wolf actually been told anything to prepare herself for this? It almost didn't seem that way. Ilya had time to think about it. To think about the possibilities. To worry and stress over it. To question why. Ilya hadn't seen her awake at all until she'd roused next to her. Onyx was the leader of these people. He was probably used to his word being followed. Used to people adoring him for his status and actions. So, Yarun's reaction would have been very rude almost like throwing a gift back in the face of the bearer. Ilya had a glimpse of both sides, which made her feel more comfortable in reading the situation and explaining why he could act this way with her right now and still be the same man. Ilya still felt shy when he wanted to kiss her and yet, she considered it. Her promise to try came to mind and she nodded slightly before his lips touched hers. Oh, her face went pink. That was a different feeling. Not scary as she worried that it may be. It made her feel warm all over and there was an ache within her. Her first kiss was a sweet one that made her heart flutter within her chest and she almost felt lighter as if gravity's effect on her body had lessened. What a strange but delightful feeling! Her eyes drifted closed at such a feeling and she timidly offered a return of that kiss. When he seemed to enjoy it, that encouraged her to keep going. His tongue was a surprise though and she drew back with wide eyes looking startled for a moment. What had that been for? She swallowed a bit nervously as she shifted to lay a little differently atop him. Her breasts lightly brushed his chest, which made her nipples draw and more pink come to her cheek bones. Her hips aligned with his own. Her arms were bent with her hands resting along where his collarbone met his shoulder. She wondered if she would hurt him by laying on top of him like this and then thought it silly since he was taller than her and she was a wee thing. Besides, he would say if he was uncomfortable. He was not a shy man. Looking to his eyes, she leaned up and lightly brushed her lips against his own hesitantly seeking another kiss from him. Her ears flicked back once before righting. She tried to make it right by being willing and offering to kiss him. Shyly, she just barely traced the tip of her tongue between his lips before blushing heavily at the boldness of the action. She almost drew back in uncertainty but he was warm and she found that she was enjoying being close to him. Enjoying the feel of his hand along her back. That sweet ache within her lower belly remained and her hips moved on their own, which spooked her. Her ears flicking at the feeling but she didn't let her surprise stop her from kissing him. No, his lips tasted too good and the feelings that they summoned in her were blissful. Was it wrong for her to enjoy this with him? Surprising, yes and even more surprising was that she was no longer afraid. . . . w h e n y o u ' r e n o t e v e n m i n e ? O N Y X Onyx could tell how nervous and reluctant Ilya was at first. He knew he had to nice to her if he wanted her love. He did to, he wanted someone he could let his heart rest with. Someone he could open up to. He made sure before getting into the bed to put up a sound barrier spell so that no one outside could hear them talk. The last thing he wanted were his sweet nothings to interrupted by Yarun yelling and telling Ilya not to trust him. In the end he wanted someone to love him to. He knew Yarun would take time, so he truly hoped at least Ilya would take his heart. That is why he was so happy when Ilya didn't fight back, instead it seemed like she was actually giving them a chance. That meant the world to Onyx. As he laid back he began to feel Ilya's body ease up. Then as they started to kiss she didn't fight back either. He was so happy that his wife was allowing him to kiss her, he didn't even complain when she broke the kiss. Just having Ilya open her heart up and give him a chance was enough to make him happy. Yarun made him feel unappreciated, Ilya was already making him feel like he could be loved. The something even better happened, she kissed him back. Having the adorable and beautiful cat girl kiss him back made even the Great Warrior King Onyx blush. Then again, it seemed like that was the kind of girl Ilya was. Ilya seemed to taken a back by his tongue, a small frown appeared on his face. Maybe she thought he tasted bad? Then to his surprise and joy Ilya leaned back in and kissed him again, this time with her tongue. He again blushed from Ilya's boldness. Though he made sure to return her boldness with his own courage. He kissed her back with his tongue, gently rubbing his tongue up against hers. She tasted so sweet to, like sugar, human woman didn't taste like this, he was so happy he had chosen a girl like her for a wife. As Her hips lined up with his into their kiss Onyx couldn't help but rub his shaft up against her pussy. He gently grabbed onto Ilya's small tight butt, making sure to be gentle with her virgin slit. He just caressed her slit with his hard girthy shaft. He didn't want to penetrate her yet, not yet. He then began to moan and gently broke their kiss. He looked into Ilya's beautiful eyes and said Ilya thank you so much for giving me a chance, I know I am not the best lover. I have spent most my life on the battlefield, I might be experienced in sex, but not love. This is new for me to, honestly it means the world to me that your giving me chance, Thank you so much Onyx said passionately to Ilya. I l y a W h y a m I s o s c a r e d o f l o s i n g y o u . . . Ilya took a breath when he returned the kiss. A small mew left her drifting into his mouth from the feeling of his tongue stroking over her own. Lightly, she tried touching his once more actually seeking a bit more of that feeling of warmth that he seemed to summon within her. Or was it the aphrodisiac? She couldn't be sure but she'd said that she'd try. However much that felt like stepping out onto a frozen lake with him. They couldn't be sure if the ice was thick enough to hold their weight or might crack dropping them into the frozen depths. Her eyes widened at the feeling of something warm and stiff brushing between her legs. It made her shiver and scoot her hips away uncertainly until she felt his hands steady her. He moved again against her making her swallow and moan lightly into his kiss. A small gasp left her when he broke the kiss and her gaze found his. Another shiver ran down her spine. Her breathing was light and shallow feeling a flutter in her chest when he spoke to her. The look in her eyes was gentle and warm. Could she really believe him? Drawing a light breath, she searched his face trying to reassure herself and yet, her body wanted to remain close to him. He was warm and something else. Something that she couldn't place. Her eyes traced down for a moment catching sight of his mouth by mistake before looking back up. A blush colored her face. Shall we try to find out together, my king? She whispered softly and lifted a hand to lightly touch his cheek before a finger traced the outline of his mouth as she considered kissing him once more. Touching a finger to his lips, she brought it to her own before touching his once more with a bit of a smile at the cute gesture. Why did she feel like touching him and found herself longing for his touch? Was it really just the potion or was it him? . . . w h e n y o u ' r e n o t e v e n m i n e ? O N Y X Onyx wasn't a virgin of any kind, but he had never truly made love to a woman before. Most of his sexual experiences where either with woman who had fawned over him, spoils of war, or fucking one of his servants. He knew the pleasures of sex, but he didn't know the passion of love making. For the first time in his life, Onyx was about to make love to someone. A woman who loved him, and he actually loved her in return. A woman who would stay by his side forever, well he hoped she would at least. Ilya's light moans signaled him to keep going, as he continued to grind himself against her virgin pussy moaning softly in return. As he gazed into her warm and gentle eyes he couldn't help but feel comfortable opening himself up to her. Maybe he could trust this one with his heart for now. Then something beautiful came out of those soft lips. Shall we try to find out together, my king? . Onyx was waiting to hear that, Ilya accepting him as her mate and king. He felt like Ilya had accepted his heart, his love and it made Onyx blush with a bright smile. Even the toughest of men show their soft side to their lovers, and Ilya was no exception. He hoped one day he would be able to do the same with Yarun. Before he could reply to Ilya, she had placed her finger over his lips. He couldn't help but close his eyes and just enjoy her touch. Then he felt her lips upon his once again, this is what love must feel like. So gently, so warm, so...... right. He hoped it wasn't the potion, it was just suppose to make her horny and fertile. He prayed deep inside what he was feeling was love and not something else. He then took his wife and gently moved her onto her back. Onyx got in between her legs and pressed the head of his massive girth onto her pussy. He then took both of Ilya's hands, interlaced their fingers together and said Then let us give it a try my beautiful Queen, I want you to know a few things before we start though. For one, I really do love you, with all my heart. Secondly, You look so beautiful right now, and lastly I promise to be gently Onyx said in a soft voice. Then he began to enter Ilya holding her hands tightly as he pushed his manhood inside her. She was soaking wet by this time, so he didn't have to use his hands to direct his cock inside her. Though once he pressed up against her hymen Onyx did have to give it an extra little push to pass through it. Moaning he felt himself break her hymen and his cock begin to dig deep inside her small body. He could feel her fragile insides tearing under the pressure of his oversized manhood. Then Finally he felt the base of his cock press up against her, his hips now pressed against the underpart of her thighs he was all the way inside. Oh my love, you feel so good honey. Onyx moaned out as his cock lay buried deep inside Ilya's virgin pussy. He could feel her blood trickling down his balls. Onyx then let go of one of her hands to gently wipe the tears of pain from her eyes I promise I will not move until you are ready darling Onyx said as he wiped her tears. He didn't want to break Ilya, he could tell her body was not as strong as Yarun's, he knew if he went into her roughly from the start he might actually severely damage her. So while her body and mind adjusted to him, he just left all 12 inches of his cock resting inside her. He stroked his lovers cheek, and wipe her tears as he awaited her to let him know she was ready to continue mating. I l y a W h y a m I s o s c a r e d o f l o s i n g y o u . . . Ilya was a gentle soul with a wealth of patience. She always tried to understand both sides of a situation before reacting. That's why she was fairing okay with this. It may have been naive of her but she rather hoped that there could be something good found out of this relationship. By looking for wives from the animal kingdom, Onyx was showing that he actually valued her people as people and not just enslaving them. So in a way, Ilya had a responsibility to show him that his choice had been correct. That they were worth being treated well since her people were now his people too. It was a frightful task that Ilya wasn't sure that she was up to but she would do her best. She could show him what their people were like. That's what drove her to push aside her fear and accept him. The prospect was frightening. It was exciting. There was potential for so much good and also so much wrong. That feeling of walking on eggshells remained but there was another feeling lingering within her hope. The latter encouraged her and made her more open to him despite the anger that she'd seen from him. There was an earnest need within him to be accepted. It was pretty blatent and Ilya could recognize it. Could she really deny him that if he could be gentle with her? If she could learn more about him... She kissed him softly and sweetly trying to convey the hope that she felt about joining their two peoples and on a more basic level... joining the two of them. A mate... she'd supposed that she'd have one some day but she'd been so busy with her studies that it'd been one of the farther things from her mind. Yet, here they were. That earnest feeling couldn't be just from her drinking a potion... it had to be a conscious decision on both of their parts. Hadn't it? Those twilight eyes of hers went wide when he rolled them over and lifted to meet his gaze feeling a little anxious. Her tail curled about her left thigh. Oh, she said softly feeling the brush of his cock head against her warm slit. Her hips moved a little split between moving away nervously and nudging closer in hot desire of wanting to fulfill her promise of joining with him. His hands taking hers assuaged her fears. She didn't look away from him when he spoke. Love, did either of them truly knew what it was? She wanted to find out though. A soft smile touched her mouth. He thought that she was beautiful. That made her blush lightly and feel warm all over. And he'd be gentle. She didn't know if she could take anything else. Perhaps not even if he was gentle. She leaned up and kissed him lightly saying words that probably meant the most to her at the moment. I trust you. She felt him push into her and her eyes fluttered closed as she bit her bottom lip knowing full well that she was sharing her body with his. Her breathing deepened and her hands tightened on his at the feeling blissful yet it was not without its own share of pain especially when he pushed past her maiden head. A cry left her as well as a few tears and she held onto him tighter as she tried to focus on what he'd said and that his promise to be gentle. It was an almost an awkward feeling having him within her and her hips wrigged a bit anxiously. My king.., she whispered a little worriedly unwilling to let him go. She felt him bottom out within her and still. The little cat just focused on breathing as she tried to relax her body. Did they really fit together? He felt too big to her. Her body stretched around him. His words made her blush and look to him shyly. He liked it? Taking a shivering breath, she tried to settle herself but a few more tears escaped her. It took her a while but the longer that she could feel the heat of him buried within her, the desire for him kindled and rose. Her eyes looked to him with a bit of wonder. Those hips of hers rolled once all on their own without her conscious thought. That of course shifted him within her rubbing in a way that made her eyes narrow in bliss. A soft moan left her as her head leaned back some. Mmmm show me your love, she entreated him in a sweet voice. . . . w h e n y o u ' r e n o t e v e n m i n e ? O N Y X When Ilya told him that she trusted him it meant the world to Onyx. He did love Ilya, and to know she trusted him was very important to him. He let her know to Oh Ilya, thank you so much for that, it means the world to me to have you trust He said back to Ilya in earnest. This is exactly what Onyx wanted from his wives. Yarun had put him in a bad mood by throwing his love for her back into his face. He was willing to share everything with her, including himself, but she just looked the greatest gift he could give her as trash. Ilya had accepted it though, and in doing so had earned Onyx's heart in return. Onyx loved both is wives, he was secretly hurt at Yarun's rejection, though he would never admit it. As he rested inside her, he could feel the heat coming from Ilya's pussy. She was so warm, so hot, so soft. He could feel her insides squeeze and hug him. Onyx's body trembled and shivered at the feeling of being inside his lover. Small moans escaped him every so often when Ilya would squeeze him. Then once Ilya began to roll her hips against him, more moans escaped him. She felt so good, and it wasn't just her body that felt good, it was the love flowing between them. Then she finally ask him to give her his love, and he couldn't help but give his dear Ilya what she ask for. Whether Ilya knew it or not, the great king was now wrapped around her finger, addicting to the warm feelings she stirred inside him. Yes my love, I will give you everything I have, as long as you continue to give me your love in return Onyx replied to her. He then began to move his hips, taking only half of his cock out at first, moaning pleasantly to the feeling of Ilya's inside. He wanted to start off only using 6 inches to make love to her so Ilya's body could get use to the movements. As he moved inside her Onyx made sure to hold onto her hands tightly, not letting go. After about 10 minutes of loosening up her insides Onyx picked up the pace and began to use his entire length, his moaning got louder and louder. He gripped Ilya's hands tightly looking into her beautiful midnight eyes while he made sweet love to her. OH Ilya! You Feel So Good! I Love You So Much! Onyx moaned out. Onyx pistoned himself inside of his young beautiful bride. He watched Ilya's body closely, she looked so beautiful. He was sure Ilya could see his eyes moving up and down her body. If Ilya ever had any questions about her looks, surly after seeing and hearing Onyx admire her figure would make some of those feelings go away. Eventually once Ilya seemed to be consumed by passion he began to give her all he had. He jack hammered his cock hard into Ilya. He leaned down and kissed her deeply moaning into her mouth. He let her feel the vibrations of his passion echo through her body while he felt the same in return. The bed shook from the force or their love making. Onyx was getting closer and closer to orgasm. In the past, he had been with many woman, but this was the first time he made love to someone. It was a beautiful feeling, one he would come to treasure. I l y a W h y a m I s o s c a r e d o f l o s i n g y o u . . . Ilya trusted Onyx. There was something about him that spoke to her within. Perhaps it was the look in his eyes. Perhaps it was the earnestness in his voice. Or the care that he used when touching her body like she was something delicate and precious. It'd never been something that she'd hoped for before. Yet, now all of it was so dear to her. Yes, she'd seen his fury but it was fueled by passion not malice. The little cat felt like she could learn to understand him. So, yes, she did trust him. He was a warrior and she a spiritual healer's apprentice. Could they come from any more different worlds? Probably not but he kept his word about treating her gently. To the point, where it felt like there was tenderness in the way that he touched her even as he waited for her to adjust to their joining. How her body had to take time to explore his own and adjust. Yet, she wanted to do this for him. If he was to be her mate, she would give all of herself to him wholeheartedly. So as desire grew hot between them and it started to feel far less awkward being joined and much more intriguing, she asked him to show her more. Since he was the more experienced, she would have to learn from him and well, she'd do that. A soft smile touched her face at his words of promise and that hope within her grew as well as that warm flutter that flitted through her chest. The latter feeling came more often now simply from a look from him or a touch. It was sweet. I will too, she promised softly. When he moved, she flinched once before taking a deep breath and looking toward him. Her hold on his hands had tightened needing to hold onto him. I'll be okay, she promised hoping that she could make it the truth. She wanted this to work and she didn't want him to feel badly at her feeling uncomfortable. She just needed to figure this out. Although, with another light movement from him, that came easier for her and then the next with the former discomfort being a distant memory. All that remained was a rather delicious feeling of warmth and heat as he slid within her stroking her tenderly as he had with his hands. Her breath caught in her throat before a mew left her. Her eyes traced up to his in a bit of wonder. Her lips parted some as she breathed softly through her mouth. Oh, this was much different than she feared that it'd be. A soft rumbling sound came from her, a blissful noise of a purr just for him. A soft moan came from his little cat when he began to move more and faster. Her pussy was so wet and warm with desire as it gripped at him and Ilya had to wonder if the potion really had anything to do with her reaction any more. She rather thought that it was just him now and how she felt for him. Oh, she'd treasure these moments with him and be ever thankful that she could set her fear aside to give him a chance. There was a need driving within her now feeling like she was seeking something. She knew not what. Only that she had to find it. That Onyx could help her find it. So, she lifted her hips in earnest toward him blushing at the rather wanton abandon that she felt with him. A soft moan left her as he professed his love to her. The look in his eyes when he gazed at her made a blush sweep over her face and chest. With a sweet smile, she met his gaze. I love you too.., she told him realizing that the flutter in her chest was her feelings for him and they'd come on strong. Her lover had picked up the pace again, which only stirred her and made her want him more. Her purring never ceased as she lost control of her breathing. Mmmmmm Onyx.., she moaned his name, his name, not his title, just him. He kissed her and she returned it with everything that she had needily as small whimpers left her at the rising feelings within her. She didn't know what was happening only knew the driving need and how beautiful that he made her feel. Ahhhh..., she gasped and abandoned his hands to wrap her arms about his neck holding him near as she kissed him once more only breaking it to whisper needily. Please... please don't let me go... She felt like she might fly apart if he didn't stay near and hold her. Then all that driving need came to a point, where she just felt like she got pushed over to free fall into a wave of heat and pleasure. Her pussy spasmed around his cock, the muscles massaging the length of him as a wealth of warm juice leaked out from her soaking her butt, thighs and his balls.. His little cat had cried out with a rather loud cry as she clung to him unsure if the ground had just dropped out from under them. . . . w h e n y o u ' r e n o t e v e n m i n e ? O N Y X Onyx smiled brightly as Ilya told him she would be okay, his cock still buried inside her. He could tell his lover was doing her best to be one with him. He knew it was his responsibility to make this a reality as well. I know you will be, I promise to make sure of it to He replied to his precious little kitten. Ilya's love was dear to him, and he would also make sure to return it to her in full. As Onyx made love to Ilya and confessed to her, he heard her confess in return. When Ilya told him she loved him in return Onyx's face turned bright red, and he had to take a second. He could feel his chest warming up, the cold part of his heart melting. To have his love returned by the same pure love was intoxicating. Oh... Oh.. Ilya thank you so much my love! he replied to her confession. Ilya had now cemented her place in Onyx's heart forever, nothing would be able to get in between his love for her. He then continued to make love to his Kitten Queen. Ilya felt so warm and tight inside, he could feel her insides hugging him. Her moaning and purring only served to encourage him to make sweet love to her. OH YES!! YES!! I PROMISE TO NEVER LET GO OF YOU BABY!! Onyx moaned out the love and passion now taking control of his body. He continued to jack hammer his giant meat inside of his precious Queen. His face was red and his body hot. As they kissed and their hot bodies rubbed together. As his little kitty reach orgasm he felt her muscle's tug even harder, almost as if her insides were trying to milk his cock. Her pussy would get what it wanted to. Once Ilya's juices sprayed all over their lower bodies he could no longer contain his seed. OHHH ILYA!! ITS TO GOOD!! He screamed out as he pored his thick hot seed into his kitten's womb. The aphrodisiac had done its job to, 5 eggs eagerly awaited his seed. His baby batter went to work, impregnating Ilya with a hearty litter of children. Breathing heavy Onyx pulled himself out Ilya, his excess seed spilling out of her tight entrance. Onyx then collapsed next to Ilya still holding onto her. He made sure to keep his promise not to let go. He held her close to him laying on his back and resting her head on his muscular chest. Oh Ilya you where wonderful my love.... I am so tired. Would you mind if we bathed in the morning? I just want to hold you until morning comes my love. Onyx asked of his kitten. He would do what ever she wanted. If Ilya felt comfortable enough to sleep he would. If she wanted to bath or do anything else, Onyx would muster all his energy and surly do his best to cater to his Wife's needs. He wanted nothing less than to spoil Ilya with love and what ever else she wanted. I l y a W h y a m I s o s c a r e d o f l o s i n g y o u . . . His little kitten had never felt as happy as she did in that moment as she realized her feelings for him, new and fresh as they were. She would accept him and all that he was, anger and all. Just as her orgasm hit her, it left her feeling hot and blissful as she clung to him and pushed her hips to his needily. She needed him with all that she was in that moment as her tail swept across the sheets beside them. That soft purr from her was a tribute to how he made her feel. Ilya was thankful that she'd given him a chance. That she trusted him as she felt his cock stiffen within her further and pulse before filling her with his seed. The thought that she'd been fully mated made her blush as a moan left her lips at the feeling. She felt conceited at having pleased him in her own way and she found the desire to continue making him happy. When he pulled out of her, she whimpered softly feeling bereft, which was a strange feeling for her as if she'd felt complete joined with him. That soft purring continued from her and a smile crossed her face when he gathered her near to him. Lord knew that she didn't feel like she could move at all. Her ears flicked as she rubbed her cheek against his chest and draped an arm over him holding him. Let's stay here, my king, she said softly in response to him. There's no where else that I want to be than beside you. That was another soft admission as she ran her hand lightly across his chest affectionately. After a moment, she lifted her head to look at him with a bit of a rather shy smile. I'm yours now, Onyx, she said with a little blush at using his given name since he was royalty and she was a commoner. There'd been a little bit of pride in her voice with that statement. Lightly, she brushed a kiss to his warm skin. I'm happy. She traced one fingertip in a lazy pattern across his chest. Are you? She asked softly concerned for him as she kissed his chest once more as her eyes sought his. Her tail lightly brushed his leg affectionately. . . . w h e n y o u ' r e n o t e v e n m i n e ? Y a r u n M y h e a r t h a s i t s r e a s o n s . . . Yarun had continued to yell at Onyx after he'd drawn the curtains on the bed. She'd cursed at him. She'd warned him that Ilya couldn't handle the love that he'd shown her. All she could see was silhouettes of the two of them. She prayed that the cat would be all right or she might never be the same if he'd been too rough. Her shackles and collar were pulled at harshly struggling against them even through the pain that she felt from her abused crotch. Her efforts only chafed her skin drawing blood once more and curses from her lips. That left her to stare in righteous anger at the pair of them. She couldn't hear anything from them and they didn't seem to react to her, which made her feel even more helpless, more desperate and more angry. She could do nothing to save Ilya but it seemed either Onyx had listened to her warning, figured it out on his own or Ilya had saved herself because their motions looked far more gentle than what she'd been expecting. Yarun sighed feeling a little better that at least, Ilya wasn't being torn apart. The wolf kept an eye on them, the sight stirring her from the damn fertility ointment but her protective urges could allow her no less. After a while, she reached to lightly rub her sore pussy trying to ease the aching somehow but her efforts did little. With a sigh, she looked toward the window once more watching the moon rise as the silence spread. It was stifling and of no comfort. Yet, Yarun lifted her face toward it and let out a quiet howl not caring, who heard her. The sound sad as she mourned the loss of her previous life and worried over what her absence would cause to her pack and the rest of the animal kingdom. Had Onyx truly let his troops run rampant over them raping and pillaging? She wouldn't put it past the bastard. Her howling shifted allowing all her emotions to pour from her growing louder as the anger poured out, the sorrow and the despair. The sound from her trailed off into silence once more, bleak, bleak silence. Just a dirty toy left on the floor. Her thoughts shifted to a far more dark area. Would it be better to simply take her own life and deny Onyx another play thing? She shifted pulling the collar taught against her windpipe and held it there with her own hands feeling her air cut off and the need to gasp that she denied. Could she really do it? Her knees buckled weakly after a time slamming to the floor. Then a thought of her brothers drifted through her thoughts and tears rose unwanted to her eyes as she thought about joining them. They... they wouldn't want this. Not like this. It wasn't an honorable death. She released the pressure on her neck and gasped for air as her hands rested on the floor. She watched as more tears splashed on and beside her hands. Damn tears. They made her feel weak. What was she to do now if she couldn't take her only option out of this now? What would tomorrow bring though? She curled up on the floor, her fluffy tail twined about her legs and butt. Her body reeked of her rapist and her own desire for him. Her sobs were silent ones of sorrow and frustration. There was only one choice left for her now. She had to escape. Somehow, she'd have to find a way. . . . w h i c h r e a s o n k n o w s n o t h i n g o f . O N Y X At Ilya's reply Onyx smiled happily and replied I am glad we feel the same way my love. Onyx held Ilya close as she traced her hand along his chest, taking a deep relaxing breath at the feeling of Ilya on him. Onyx rubbed her back with one hand as the other gently scratched behind her fluffy ears while they cuddled in bed. He leaned forward and gently kissed Ilya on the forehead once again. This kind of moment is what Onyx was looking for, laying and cuddling with is lover. Letting their hearts melt together as they just enjoyed each others company. Nothing more, nothing less, just sharing a special moment with someone he considered irreplaceable, and them feeling the same in return. Onyx smiled as Ilya traced her finger across his chest, his hard chest muscles enjoying the soft touch of her fingers. As She spoke he listened to every word she said, making sure to take in everything. Once she was done he smiled warmly, happiness and satisfaction taking over his whole body. Oh Ilya I am yours as well, I promise to make a good Husband and mate. Yes.. Yes... I am so happy right now, I am the happiest man in the world to have your love. Onyx said with a passionate voice. After their conversation Onyx leaned in and kissed Ilya deeply and lovingly before laying his head back and falling asleep. Though before failling asleep he couldn't help but wonder about Yarun. Yes she did reject him and his love, but it didn't stop him from loving her. Onyx was desperate for love when his wives came in. From the moment he saw the beautiful unconscious wolf girl he let his heart fall in love with her, she was going to be his anyways so he felt it was okay. He let himself fall deep for her to, he regretted that now. He had never been rejected before. It stung, and it hurt. Though as he laid with Ilya, he was able to forget about all that eventually. Just focusing on the moment he shared with his other Queen. Though he would be lying to himself if he didn't say he wished that Yarun was right their with them, sharing the same moment. He couldn't help but love both of them. At one point in the night he woke up, and told Ilya he was just using the bathroom. Though what he really did was get a spare blanket from the closet and put it onto the sleeping Yarun so she did not catch a cold. He made sure to use his magic to keep things quiet so Yarun would not notice him. He then carefully got back into bed letting Ilya rest on his chest once again before falling back asleep. --------------------------------------------------------------------- The next morning Onyx woke up before Ilya, he gently shook her and said I need to check on Yarun, I wanted you to know I was leaving the bed so you wouldn't wake up thinking I left you all alone. I promise I won't go further than the bathroom connected to this room without you my love. Continue to rest, we have lots to do today. Onyx said softly to the half asleep Ilya. He then kissed her head and gently got out of the bed and walked over to Yarun. It seemed Yarun was still sleeping. He couldn't help but think she looked cute sleeping. Maybe just maybe she would accept his love today... though he knew it wasn't likely. He thought maybe he would try the same approach as he did with Ilya, maybe that would help? He ignorance to romance and love wouldn't be very helpfull here. Onyx got down on his knees, wrapped his arms around Yarun and hugged her gently. He then said to her Good morning my Love, rise and shine. I want to have a better day with you today. I l y a W h y a m I s o s c a r e d o f l o s i n g y o u . . . Ilya probably hadn't been happier than this moment lingering with him. From great fear came something beautiful and new. She wanted to explore the feeling more and figured that she would in time. His fingers on her ears made her eyes close blissfully. Cuddling with him like this and talking quietly just seemed like something out of a dream. His passionate response to her made her laugh softly, the sound pretty and light. You sound rather excited by that. She took a small breath enjoying the scent of his skin. I'm rather surprised at how things worked out but glad too. Another little giggle left her before he kissed her making her smile. Ilya thought about Yarun as well before bed as her eyes glanced sleepily toward the curtains, where she knew the wolf was being kept. A soft, rather wistful sigh left her. If only things had been different. If only they both weren't so prideful. If only Yarun had been a bit more aware of what was going on. If only Onyx had been a bit more patient with her. If only they both could rein in their tempers. Her arms tightened lightly about him as she rubbed her cheek affectionately along his skin. Maybe... Maybe showing Onyx that she could be affectionate might help Yarun in the long run. The little cat didn't know but tomorrow was a new day. It didn't take long for her to pass out blissfully spent in his arms. She didn't even stir when he moved only purred to him throughout the night. When morning came, she yawned when he shifted her away holding onto him a bit reluctant to let him go. Oh, she didn't want to move. He was going to check on Yarun? I hope that it goes okay.., she whispered softly feeling worried that it wouldn't both for him and her. Of course, Ilya really didn't want to see another episode like what happened yesterday. She shivered and watched meekly. . . . w h e n y o u ' r e n o t e v e n m i n e ? Y a r u n M y h e a r t h a s i t s r e a s o n s . . . Yarun would have been disgusted to know that she'd cried herself to sleep that night. Her body was so exhausted from her struggles that she was just out. So out of it that she didn't stir when Onyx approached not once but twice, which also would have angered her. Of course, healing physically took a lot even when she had her bit of magic to help. One good thing about being that tired was that her rest was dreamless. No re-living her rape or losing her brothers. She stirred to someone touching her, which was odd. Her ears flicked before her eyes opened sleepily. Everything was blurry before her eyes and she was really only half-aware. Mmmm morning.., she mumbled sleepily but her voice sounded a bit hoarse even to her. She lifted her hands to rub at her eyes and the chain joining her wrists chimed together making her ears prick alertly. What... What was that? Peeking at her hands, she was a bit confused seeing the shackles before her back stiffened a bit in bewilderment. Those golden eyes of hers lifted up to catch Onyx's gaze. Then it all came flooding back to her. Oh no, not again! You don't touch me! The wolf snapped immediately on guard and dropped low to slip out from his arms before backing away quickly keeping in a low crouch. Her eyes narrowed. Did she want to fight him again? No, that hadn't ended up well but she'd be damned if she'd let him use her again meekly. She was certainly wary just waiting on him to make a move as she didn't trust his intentions. Who would after what happened yesterday? . . . w h i c h r e a s o n k n o w s n o t h i n g o f .