“That stupid human, there’s no way I’m going to be his next fuck!” Clover shouted with eyes shut tight. “He’s just a moron, that’s all! I don’t need this bullshit, I don’t need him, I don’t!”
Rounding a mossy boulder she slid and flailed about down a grassy slope before stumbling into a shaky run again, her breathing ragged while a tear was forming in her eye.
“You’re a fucking idiot, Dan! That’s all you are! So what if those bitches think they love you, it doesn’t change anything! Humans won’t love monsters! And monsters won’t love humans! We won’t! We won’t!”
After running aimlessly through the woods she passed through a shrub and suddenly dropped down a steep incline, screaming as she tumbled about while falling along the dirt and grass. Shouting obscenities and slurred curses the elf rolled down along the slope before flying off into the air as it turned into a cliff. She crashed into a tree and fell through the branches with loud snaps before dropping down onto the soft ground with a thump. Clover groaned with eyes shut tight while lying on her back, her world spinning before her bow and quiver fell from the tree and hit her in the chest. With a cough she turned onto her side holding her stomach, legs slowly stretching out on the grass before she tried to sit up while holding her head.
She paused then opened her eyes as there was light covering her and the side of the tree. Slowly she looked around to see that she had fallen right into a campsite. The campfire was burning brightly while set up nearby were a few tents along with a table and some chairs. A couple of horses were tied to a tree while staring at the elf in silence were several men dressed in darker clothing with leather boots and grizzly faces. A few had swords and daggers sheathed at their hips while those at the table who were in the middle of playing cards had an axe lying on the counter along with plates of cooked mutton and beans.
“What do we have here?” one of the men asked as they saw the elf staring at them in surprise.
Clover glanced to the side and saw her bow and quiver lying nearby, however only two arrows were still there after her fall.
“I think the good lord just dropped us a gift, boys,” another man laughed as they started leering at the girl.
Clover carefully shifted her eyes around to one man then another, seeing them all appearing to be strong and by the looks in their eyes not too friendly. No other women were in sight, and judging by the unkempt appearance of the humans it was easy to assume they could be bandits or worse.
“Hold it,” another cautioned with narrowed eyes. “Check out her ears. That’s no woman, that’s a monster.”
“Well I’ll be, you’re right,” a man said taking out his sword. “We’ve got ourselves a fucking monster snooping around our camp.”
“Oh no,” one jested as the men at the table stood up. “Guys, I think she was planning on raping us.”
“Shit, really?” another laughed as he picked up his axe. “What did we ever do to her?”
“I think that’s an elf. Yeah, I can tell by those stupid ears. I heard they’re supposed to be expert archers and elusive creatures of the forest.”
“And this one falls right out of a tree in plain sight?” another mocked with a sneer. “What a stupid bitch.”
Clover slowly looked down and closed her eyes, hands slightly trembling as she tried to steady her mind while the men began to gather near her.
‘This is what I need. Not Dan. This is what I’ve been waiting for all this time.’
“Please,” she quietly spoke. “Don’t… come any closer.”
Carefully her hand moved towards her bow. Before she could touch it two men quickly got close and held their swords towards her head.
“Ah ah,” one taunted shaking his head. “A little late for using that, don’t you think?”
“I’m only seeing two arrows in that quiver of yours,” the other laughed. “Now, I know you elves are supposed to be good archers, but how the fuck did you plan on taking us all down with only two measly arrows?”
“I wasn’t going to hurt you,” Clover pleaded as one of the men held their sword to her neck and angled her head to the side. “Please, have mercy upon me.”
“Mercy?” a man in back repeated. “You monsters don’t show mercy to us, why should we show it to you?”
“You know, your kind makes me sick,” the man holding the sword to her neck scoffed. “You think you can push us men around and take what you want, that we’re nothing but weak sperm givers to you and your fucking sisters.”
“I don’t think that at all,” Clover begged with fearful eyes. “Please, I don’t wish to harm anyone.”
“Is that so?” a bandit laughed. “Well, the rest of you disgusting monsters think that. You like raping and killing our kind, don’t you? Admit it. You just want to be in charge and have your way with all of us, isn’t that right?”
“No, I don’t,” Clover timidly replied. “Please, you’re scaring me. I beg of you to let me leave.”
“Aw, we’re scaring you? Guys, I think we’re being too mean to her, she looks like she’s about to cry.”
“Not going to lie, aside from her freakish ears she isn’t that bad looking,” another commented with a gleam in his eye.
“You know, you’re right,” the one with the sword chuckled as he eyed over the girl.
Clover trembled and timidly held an arm over her chest, the sight making all the bandits laugh as they saw her become more fearful from those words.
“What’s wrong? I thought you monsters wanted us men to fuck you.”
“No, I don’t want that,” Clover pleaded with a tear in her eye. “Not here, not like this. It would only be right in bed with my priestess’ blessing.”
“You need the blessing of your priestess to have sex with a man?” a bandit laughed. “Really now. Well somehow I don’t think she’ll mind if we have some fun with you.”
“And if not, like hell if we care,” another reasoned with a shrug.
“No, please don’t!” Clover cried out as she quickly lunged away and tried crawling on her hands and knees. The men grabbed her legs and dragged her back, the elf screaming and clawing at the dirt while the bandits laughed at her.
“Let me go! Please don’t!” Clover pleaded as the men hauled her over into the camp. Two others lifted her up by the arms and dropped her onto the table, the elf thrashing around while screaming as the men held her in place and gathered around.
“No, you can’t!” Clover cried out as the men yanked off her boots then her skirt. “It’s not right, I can’t like this! Please, have mercy!”
“It’s almost like she doesn’t want to get raped herself,” a bandit laughed, causing the others to join in as they yanked off her cloak. The girl screamed and lightly flailed around as they had no trouble getting her tunic off and then her shirt. They shoved her back down onto the table and yanked off her panties, getting a round of catcalls and whistles as Clover held her hands down between her legs and shook her head wildly.
“Please don’t do this! I can’t mate with a man like this! If I get pregnant without her blessing my priestess will punish me! I’ll be an outcast in my home!”
“Oh no, is that true?” one of the men mocked while they pulled her hands over her head and tied them together.
“Gosh, boys. If we knock her up we’ll be ruining her life,” another jokingly warned, with the men laughing amusedly as Clover screamed and tried to kick free.
“Help! Someone help me!” Clover cried out while feigning tears. “They’re going to rape me! Oh dear lord, help!”
She screamed and shook her head before she was slapped across the face hard, the elf grunting in pain then timidly watching as the men held her legs apart while keeping her at the edge of the table.
“Look at that pussy, looks just as good as human one, don’t you guys think?” one of the men laughed.
“Just put a bag over her head so we can pretend she’s normal.”
“Nah, I want to see her cry and beg more. C’mon, you
stupid bitch, say you’re sorry enough and maybe we’ll let you go.”
“Please, I’m so sorry,” Clover pleaded while she was held down and spread out. “I promise I’ll never go near another man again, I swear. Just let me go, I beg of you.”
“Hmm, nope. Not feeling it,” a man countered shaking his head. “Alright, we gave her a chance to apologize. Let’s fuck her until the sun comes up and see how she likes being raped.”
“No, you can’t…” Clover breathed out fearfully.
“Oh, we can,” a bandit chuckled as he lowered his pants and brought out his erection. He pressed it against her exposed flesh and rubbed it back and forth, causing Clover to gasp in shock as she stared at it with wide eyes.
“Oh god… NO!” she wailed while showing fright.
‘C’mon, you assholes. Just fuck me and get it over with.’
She looked around at seeing the men laughing at her while keeping her pinned on the table. One of them was pulling on her pigtail while the one holding her arms back was gripping them painfully tight. The ones holding her legs apart were doing so very roughly and at an angle that was uncomfortable for her. Another slapped her face while one of them struck across her chest and nipples, the elf screaming from the touch then struggling to hold in her growls and words so not to seem out of character.
‘You fucking pieces of trash, just… just get on with it already!’
Clover closed her eyes and tried to remain focused. She wanted to push all other thoughts out of her head, to endure what she had chosen to endure in order to get pregnant with a daughter.
‘This is the only way for me, the only way for elves to survive. This is all I can have. This is all I want.’
It was then the world became muffled to her as a thought refused to leave her mind.
‘Dan…’
The image of him holding her after she had been struck by Kitten’s blade came to her, the way he was heartbroken to see her in such a state.
‘No… stop it…’
The way he carried her when she was wounded, refusing to let her even try to stand in her condition despite her flustered protests.
‘He’s not…’
The way it felt when she kissed him, the warm feeling that she got after she gave him the most affectionate kiss she could muster after being told by her former love to open up again.
‘He’s… not…’
And his smile. The same one he showed her and the other girls, the one he always had when he spoke to them in a gentle and caring way.
‘He’s not right…’
The times he stood up for those he cared about in front of her, first when defending Luna from herself, then when he attacked a succubus all to save Triska, and then when he fought against Ember and saved Alyssa’s life. How even though he could be gentle and carefree he still had the side of him that was like a knight, ready to defend those close to him without fear or even a second thought.
‘He can’t be…’
The sight of him punching Mika in the face, for not only attacking and harming his mates but also for Clover after the way the hunters made her feel, replayed in her mind. The way he would defend her even after how she always treated him suddenly became stuck in her head despite her efforts to push it away.
‘Dan…’
Slowly Clover opened her eyes, the sight of the bandits gathered around her in the fire’s light becoming clear as the world came into focus again. She felt the men pulling and handling her roughly, saw no kindness or remorse in their eyes, and began to feel something painful growing in her chest.
‘I… I don’t want…’
A tear formed in her eye and ran down her cheek. The men laughed as they saw her expression slowly shift to a heartbroken one while her body gave up all resistance to them. She tried to say something but the words were lost in her breath.
“What was that, sweetie?” the man rubbing his erection against her mockingly asked.
“I don’t… want…”
“You don’t want what? Speak up.”
Clover’s mouth quivered as she closed her eyes.
“I don’t want… this.”
“Haha!” the bandit laughed while the others joined in. “Oh you don’t, do you? We never would have guessed.”
Showing no empathy the man then pushed into Clover and held her hips tightly, causing the elf to scream at the top of her lungs as she felt the painful spike shooting through her. Her mind became blurred as the laughter of the men echoed in her ears, the world around her fading into darkness as her own scream became muffled over the shock of what she was feeling.
‘No! I don’t want this! This isn’t what I want! Make it stop!’
The bandit began thrusting into her while the others held her down, her screams fading away as she started to lose touch with the world around her. It wasn’t at all how she envisioned it happening, it was far worse. The elf felt like she had suddenly fallen down a deep, dark pit with no bottom in sight.
‘Why… why is it like this? I just wanted to get pregnant. This is what elves are supposed to do. This is what we’re supposed to do, so why is it so horrible?’
Each time the man’s hips smacked against her she felt a painful sensation rolling through her body. The way the men were holding her down became more prominent with how much it was hurting her. A slap was made across her tiny bosom, electing a shriek out of the girl before she was struck across the face. The men only laughed at her suffering, enjoying the torment they were subjecting the monster to, and all the while Clover felt her world shattering around her as she plummeted in the darkness her mind had withdrawn into.
‘Why is it so horrible? It wasn’t supposed to be like this.’
She felt herself falling further into despair, her body aching all over from the abuse while her heart started to feel cold and numb.
‘This is how elves survive, yet I feel like I’m being killed. Why is it so bad like this?’
“Because you don’t want them,” Zoey said in her mind.
Opening her eyes Clover saw her deceased friend falling alongside her in the darkness, a forlorn look on Zoey’s face while her hair wavered in the air above her.
“Clover, what have you done?”
“I… I don’t know,” Clover whimpered. “I thought-”
“You didn’t think!” Zoey yelled at her. “Dammit, Clover, why did you choose to be gang raped by bandits over having a real man in your life?”
“I’m sorry. But this is what we’re supposed to do, isn’t it? This is the way it’s supposed to be for us.”
Zoey stared at her in disbelief and sorrow then closed her eyes as she began to cry.
“No, don’t do that,” Clover begged. “Please, don’t cry. I’m alright, really. I’ll be fine.”
“There’s nothing fine about this!” Zoey snapped at her. “You’re being raped by fucking assholes, Clover!”
“It’s what I have to do! I don’t have any other choice!”
“You stupid bitch!” Zoey yelled before slapping Clover, the sudden hit halting their fall as they came to a stop in the darkness. “This isn’t what you want and you know it! Stop being so goddamn stubborn and admit the truth!”
“The truth?”
“Get out of that damned shell, Clover,” Zoey growled in anger. “Enough of this. You know damn well why it hurts so much as they rape you, you know fucking well why you don’t want this. Admit what’s in your heart!”
Clover quietly stuttered something as the two remained suspended in the dark void. Zoey whimpered and cried before shutting her eyes and screaming at the top of her lungs.
“SAY IT, CLOVER!”
“I want Dan!” Clover cried out, with herself then breaking down into tears as her heart ached. “I want Dan! I want him to love me, I want him to choose me as his mate, I want to have him holding me and not these fuckers, I want his seed and not theirs! I want to be with Dan!”
“And why?” Zoey demanded. “Why do you want him? Tell me the tr
uth, Clover! Tell me the truth!”
“Because I love him!” Clover sobbed loudly. “He’s the nicest fucking guy out there and he… he… he actually cares about me even though I’m such a monster! He really cares about me even after all the shit I put him through!”
Zoey whimpered and watched as Clover held her hands to her face and curled into a ball before her.
“He was right,” Clover admitted. “Humans really can love monsters. He loves all of those girls so much, he takes such good care of them, and he isn’t mean to them at all. I want that, Zoey! I want a man who loves and cares about me, I want a man who’ll treat me better than these fucking assholes, I want… I want Dan!”
“Why, Clover?” Zoey softly asked. “Why couldn’t you admit it before all this?”
“Because I’m too fucking stubborn. I didn’t want to see him like that, I didn’t want to believe in him. I didn’t want to fall in love with him. Goddammit, why is he so fucking nice and everything? It’s not fair, I never would have been thinking like this if I hadn’t met him. What has he done to me?”
“He helped you find a better way of living, Clover,” Zoey gently answered.
Slowly Clover lowered her hands and looked to her friend with watery eyes, seeing a sympathetic smile on Zoey’s face as the elf reached out and touched her cheek.
“You stupid girl,” Zoey softly said. “Instead of opening up to such a wonderful guy you ran away and let these fucking assholes have their way with you.”
“I’m sorry,” Clover breathed out. “I’m sorry I fucked up again. I deserve this, I deserve the pain. I deserve to… be knocked up by them and not Dan. I don’t deserve him at all, and I never will.”
“I wouldn’t say that, Clover,” Zoey argued shaking her head. “There’s still a chance for you.”
“Why would you think that? It’s over for me. I’m their fuck toy now. If I’m even lucky enough to leave here alive I’ll be pregnant with their child and not Dan’s. He’ll never look at me the same as the others again.”
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