“Come, Sophie. Come one last time for me,” he pleaded and Sophie felt the growing tremble in her thighs explode as the pleasure ripped over her from scalp to toes, bathing her body in waves. Rylan gripped her tightly as Sophie writhed beneath him, calling out his name like a wish.
When the last after-shock subsided, Sophie picked her head up off the ground to gaze at Rylan. Rylan softly kissed her belly and breasts, before gently pulling Sophie upright.
“Let’s get you dressed,” he murmured. Sophie reached for her raggedy clothes, but Rylan stopped her. “We have traveling clothes for you.” He pulled Sophie to her feet, and slowly tugged her blouse over her head as Sophie raised her arms to help. Eyes locked on Sophie, Rylan tugged her skirt down until it dropped and pooled at her feet. Sophie stepped out of the skirt and stood naked before Rylan.
Rylan drank in the sight of Sophie, before taking her hand and guiding her out of the room and down a dark tunnel. They reached a smaller room and Rylan pulled garments from a makeshift hook in the wall. He pulled a pair of dark underwear first, and knelt to the ground. Sophie steadied herself against his shoulders and Rylan slowly slid the underwear up her legs, allowing his fingers to graze her thighs. Sophie let out a small moan from the sensual gesture.
Next, Rylan pulled a dark brown skirt, the color of the earth, from the hook and helped Sophie step into it. He pulled it up to her waist and fastened the hook. Slowly, he slid two thick black socks over her feet, and helped guide her feet into chocolate-colored leather boots. Rylan laced the boots with care. He stood up and slowly trailed his hands over Sophie’s breasts before pulling a dark long-sleeved shirt over her head. He guided her arms into the sleeves, and pulled a midnight-hued cape from the hook, and slipped Sophie’s arms through the holes, before fastening the clasp under her chin.
Rylan stood back to observe Sophie. Her hair glowed in contrast to her dark attire. Gently, Rylan tucked her hair into the cape and pulled the hood over her head. Sophie felt like a twisted Red Riding Hood. Rylan had dressed her so sensually and her heart ached at the upcoming separation.
A loud flapping sound startled them, and Bathilda entered their room noisily. She quickly phased and looked at the pair
“We must go now. I have just warned the Dwellers of our arrival. They are skeptical, but willing to protect the girl while they assess her blood line.”
“And will they protect her if she is not of their blood line?” he asked.
Bathilda’s face twists into a grimace, “They have promised to protect her until we can return and claim her, should that be the case.”
Rylan nodded and took Sophie’s hand leading her towards the cave’s exit. He turned and spoke before they stepped outside “Once I step into the moonlight, I will have no control. I will turn instantly. I will fight my desire to hunt and help safely deliver you to the Forest Dwellers.”
Sophie nodded silently, unable to speak. Rylan brought his mouth to Sophie’s and kissed her passionately. Sophie felt her blood turn hot under her skin, and she hungrily kissed Rylan back. She wrapped her body around Rylan’s and Rylan brought his hands to her pussy, cupping it gently and rubbing. Sophie moaned into Rylan’s mouth and Linwood cleared his throat as he joined the trio.
Sophie and Rylan broke apart, chagrinned. Linwood spoke, “Once we leave this cave, we will shift instantly. The other wolves are outside and waiting. We will make a ring to protect you as we move. You will take turns riding on members of the pack; this will be safest and fastest. Come now, we must go before the dark creatures realize we are moving you.”
Sophie stared into the faces surrounding her. She knew they would try their best to keep her safe. Linwood, Rylan and Bathilda stepped out of the cave, and Sophie watched as they phased. Screwing all her courage together, Sophie stepped out into the moonlight, ready to face what lie ahead.
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The following is an excerpt from the next chapter in the Forced, Fucked, and Bred Trilogy – Whore for the Wolves
Sophie thought she heard a door creak and she wondered who was entering her room. She stretched in her bed, wondering if it was Brandon playing a joke. Sophie could tell it was still dark without opening her eyes. She felt someone move closer to her in bed and suddenly her eyes flew open remembering where she was and what bed she was sleeping in.
Sophie let out a small shriek at her intruder. A man was standing, or rather glowing at the end of her bed. Since he was glowing, Sophie assumed he must be a fairy, though she could make out just a small glimpse of a wing. For some reason, his wings were smaller than Aurelia’s. The fairy held his fingers to his lips in a sign of silence as he moved towards Sophie on the bed.
He was the most glorious specimen Sophie had ever laid eyes on. He was shorter than Sophie, which made Sophie think maybe all fairies were small since Sophie was already short herself for a human. He had white-blonde hair to his shoulders and bright blue, smoldering eyes. His face looked chiseled from marble and his lips sat in a permanent sexy pout. He was bare-chested, and each pectoral and abdominal muscle was clearly defined, as were his biceps. He wore brown shorts, which accented his sculpted ass.
Sophie gulped as he moved towards her, unable to take her eyes off him.
“I am Liam. I have been sent for your first examination,” he whispered. Sophie felt his warm breath against her skin, and she felt a familiar tug in her groin. Liam stared at Sophie seductively. “You must sleep with a fairy to help us better determine what you are,” he stated softly.
Sophie’s mind swirled with confusion and desire as she tried to find the right words through her muddled thoughts. Liam was so gorgeous that she could barely put two thoughts together in his presence.
“Sleep?” she asked, unsure of what he meant.
“Fuck,” Liam said slowly, rolling the word around in his mouth as if it were something delicious.
Sophie felt a shiver down her spine. This was a task she was certainly up for, and gauging from Liam’s promising bulge, he was up for the challenge as well. Liam crawled onto the bed with Sophie and reached his glowing arm around her back, wrapping his hand in her hair, before bringing his mouth to her mouth. Sophie kissed back fiercely, feeling a burning desire within her limbs at Liam’s touch.
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