Whore for the Wolves (Forced, Fucked, and Bred Trilogy Part 3)

by Bree Bellucci

  “No!” screamed Sophie, as Aurelia slowly sliced the blade through her flesh. The pain was unbearable and Sophie screamed out as Liam fought against the other fairies. Aurelia held the cup to Sophie’s wound, allowing her blood to flow into the cup. Sophie shrieked from the pain, writhing against the rock, and then her world went mercifully black.

  Sophie awoke in the small cottage that belonged to the fairies and saw Liam gazing out a small window into the darkening forest. Sophie assumed it was the same day, but dusk. Liam heard her stir and came swiftly to her bed.

  “How are you feeling?” he asked. Sophie glanced at her wound, which did seem to have healed miraculously well. It was pink and raised, but there was no scab. It seemed to have healed a month’s worth of time in a few hours.

  “I guess I am fine,” Sophie said sleepily.

  “I am so sorry that I could not protect you,” Liam murmured, rubbing his hand along her other thigh.

  “It’s okay,” Sophie said soothingly, and feeling her body come alive under Liam’s touch. Liam stopped and stared at Sophie.

  “Your skin is buzzing,” he said softly.

  “It’s because you are touching me,” she breathed, and without thinking Sophie threw herself at Liam, intoxicated again by his closeness. Liam kissed her eagerly back, fisting his hands in her long hair as he pulled her head back and kissed her exposed throat.

  “Can I touch your wings?” Sophie gasped as Liam pulled her gossamer dress off her body.

  “Please,” he moaned, and Sophie timidly reached around and began to caress his wings.

  “Ohhh,” Liam groaned, clearly demonstrating his wings were an erogenous zone. Sophie continued to caress his papery-soft wings and Liam moaned and writhed, unable to control his actions. Sophie moved to the floor and sat between Liam’s legs, quickly pulling his shorts down. Liam’s cock was solid and ready, and Sophie eagerly took him into her mouth.

  Surprised by Sophie’s actions, Liam groaned deeply, grasping Sophie’s hair as Sophie worked her mouth up and down, running her tongue over his delicious, sweet ridges. Liam’s skin tasted of fruit and Sophie took his cock as deep as it would go, pushing it deep into her throat. Liam groaned again, guiding Sophie’s head faster and faster. Sophie moaned onto him as she swirled her tongue up and down his shaft.

  Sophie could feel Liam throbbing within her mouth and Liam pulled her up and placed her on all fours on the bed. Liam stood up behind her, reaching around to thumb her breasts at his lightning-fast speed. Sophie moaned as she pushed back on Liam’s cock, feeling the nipple stimulation deep within her groin. Liam moved his fingers down to her belly and then further still, as he tangled his hands in her pussy.

  “Oh! Oh! Oh!” Sophie squealed as Liam’s hands whirred over her, in and out. One hand continued to work her as fast as hummingbirds’ wings while the other hand wrapped around her hair, pulling her head back so Liam could move forward to kiss her. Sophie knew she was dripping wet by now and she was on the brink of a powerful orgasm. She felt Liam swirl his fingers in her wetness and rub upwards towards her anus. Sophie moaned with pleasure at the thought of Liam taking her ass.

  Sophie looked down and saw her own skin glowing more strongly than the night before. Desperately, Sophie pushed her ass against Liam and this time he did not hesitate. Grasping his cock, he eased it into Sophie’s tight asshole as Sophie cried out in unbridled ecstasy. Liam was filling her in the most forbidden way possible and Sophie moaned again and again as she felt Liam push deeper and deeper into her ass.

  Sophie tried to let her body relax, but she couldn’t help herself as her ass continued to clench around Liam’s cock. Liam moaned as he began to push his way into her ass over and over again.

  “Do you want it fast?” he breathed.

  “Yes. Please. As fast as your body can go,” she moaned.

  “Can you handle it?” Liam asked.

  “Yes!” Sophie screamed and Liam began to ravage her from behind. Sophie’s mind and body climbed to a higher level of pleasure and Sophie watched her own body blur beneath her from the speed. Liam’s hands were rubbing her clit and slipping in and out of her opening. Her body was on fire and she could hold on no longer as she let go and her orgasm took over. Rocking again, at an impossible speed, Sophie felt the waves of pleasure roll over her as she shook again and again. Liam found his release and cried out against Sophie and both collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily.

  Sophie looked at her skin and saw it was glowing just as brightly as Liam’s.

  “My Queen,” Liam breathed before kissing her wound.

  “What?” Sophie asked, bolting upright in bed.

  “Oh,” Liam looked sheepish, “the blood test came back. You are part-fairy, and therefore our queen.”

  “Queen?” squeaked Sophie, trying to reconcile her just-fucked feeling with the fact that she was now a ruler. A queen? Her brain reeled from this information. Yes, all signs were leading towards her being part-fairy, but from the bloodline of royal fairies; it was just too bizarre. Sophie jumped to her feet, pulling on the gossamer dress hastily and throwing her travel cloak over it. She quickly slipped her feet into her travel boots.

  “What are you doing?” Liam asked panicked.

  “I can’t – I can’t do this!” Sophie cried. “Less than a week ago, I was happily living my human life – as a virgin nonetheless – and now, here I am screwing werewolves and fairies! And I am part-fairy!” she shrieked, completely losing it. “And not only that, but I’m a queen! A queen!”

  “Please,” Liam begged, taking her hand. Sophie pulled away quickly.

  “Liam you are amazing and I thank you for being so kind to me, and sharing my bed, but I just can’t do this,” she said, running out the door.

  “Sophie! Wait!” Liam called, but for whatever reason, he did not follow Sophie. Sophie vaguely remembered Linwood mentioning that the fairies rarely left their dwelling.

  Sophie ran as fast as she could through the forest. She felt branches brush her skin and she knew they should have been cutting her flesh, but she felt no pain. She also noticed her skin still glowing. Sophie remembered how the others had said she would grow stronger in the presence of the fairies. Perhaps that is what happened.

  Sophie continued to run blindly, unsure of where she was going. Without warning, a large black creature with scales and bulging eyes skidded in front of Sophie. Sophie shrieked, but filled with adrenaline and knowing she was alone, she swung at the monster. Sophie’s arm made contact with its head and it screamed in pain before sailing ten feet away and bursting into flames. Sophie paused and stared at her hands in amazement. How had she done that? Not wanting to stop and think, she continued to run. Another dark creature came down from the sky, and Sophie swung at it, and again to her amazement, it burst into flames.

  Sophie continued to run, feeling her legs start to tire; she knew she had not run far. She yelped in surprise as she felt large hands seize her.

  “Sophie!” said the voice.

  “Rylan!” she cried with relief, throwing her arms around him. She pulled back to drink in his auburn hair and dark eyes. His face was a mixture of joy and fear.

  “Come. It isn’t safe,” he said quickly and he scooped her up and ran to the west. After a minute or two, they came upon a dilapidated hut.

  “In here,” Rylan said, pulling her inside. The ground was covered with dry moss, and holes in the hut allowed the stars to show and moonlight to filter through.

  Rylan pulled the cloak off Sophie, as she stepped out of the shoes, and Rylan stared at her in disbelief.

  “You are different,” he said, taking in her gossamer blue-sky gown and glowing skin.

  “Not really,” Sophie argued, aching to touch Rylan.

  “Are you the queen?” Rylan asked softly. Embarrassed, Sophie nodded. Rylan looked away and Sophie grabbed his face.

  “Rylan, it’s still me! Please.”

  Rylan studied her briefly, before grabbing her roughly and kissing her hard on t
he mouth. Sophie groaned into his mouth in response and she allowed her hands to rove down to his familiar chest before moving to his pants. Swiftly, Sophie yanked Rylan’s pants down, his cock standing to attention, begging for Sophie’s touch. Sophie sank to her knees and for a second time that evening. Sophie took Rylan into her mouth, hungrily. Rylan moaned as Sophie reacquainted herself with his cock, running her mouth over every inch. She took him deeper into her mouth, sucking and nibbling.

  “Oh, Sophie,” Rylan moaned as he pulled her to her feet. “You look like a fairy,” he said softly, assessing her in her gossamer gown. Sophie slowly slipped the straps off and let the dress fall to the floor. Rylan drank her in and then froze when he saw her raw pink scar.

  “What the hell?” he said angrily, reaching for her thigh.

  “It’s nothing, Rylan,” Sophie said, wrapping her body around Rylan. Rylan lost his train of thought and lowered Sophie to the ground. He brought his mouth to her breasts and sucked each one, gently biting her nipples and twisting them between his teeth. Sophie moaned as her nipples hardened from his touch. Rylan kissed his way down her stomach before kissing her between the thighs. He drew in a long breath as he smelled Sophie, and then frowned.

  “Someone else has been with you,” he stated unhappily.

  “Yes, I’m sorry,” Sophie paused, “It was hard for my body to stop. He was a fairy and it was a bizarre magnetism thing. I couldn’t stop myself.” Nor did she want to, but Sophie didn’t add that bit.

  Rylan accepted it and then buried his face in Sophie’s pussy.

  “Aggghh,” Sophie moaned as Rylan licked and sucked her most delicate parts. He nibbled gently on her inner lips and then pushed his tongue into her opening. Sophie squirmed on the soft moss; Rylan was such an expert in this department. Rylan brought his hands up to aid his mouth, and he worked Sophie into a frenzy. He reached his thumb around to strum her anus, and Sophie was sent over the edge. Her body shook as she came and Rylan kept his mouth pressed firmly into her. Sophie’s thighs quivered as she continued to come, before finally resting and panting.

  Rylan kissed the inside of her thighs, careful to avoid her wound. He pulled himself up and crawled between Sophie’s legs.

  “Do you want me?” he asked huskily.

  “Yes,” Sophie breathed. Rylan made a sound deep in his throat and pressed his mouth to Sophie’s breasts. In one swift movement, he had plunged deep inside Sophie. She cried out in pleasure, overcome by Rylan’s familiarity. Sophie moved in tandem with Rylan, rising to meet each thrust and clenching her muscles around Rylan. She moaned loudly, uninhibited, reveling in her carnal desires.

  “Oh Sophie!” Rylan groaned, “What are you doing?” he exclaimed, overcome with pleasure. “You. Feel. Different,” he panted with each thrust. Sophie, unable to speak, looked at Rylan, her eyes wild with lust and confusion.

  “You feel better. Tighter, silkier,” he moaned, pounding into her even harder. He grabbed her hands and pinned them up over her head, so he had control. Sophie whimpered and Rylan groaned in appreciation.

  “Come,” he ordered and Sophie let go, exploding around Rylan’s cock, shouting and crying out as her body shook and rocked from her release. Rylan came forcefully and stilled inside of Sophie.

  Sophie’s skin was glowing brighter and Rylan stared at her in wonder.

  “You have become stronger and more in touch with your fairy side,” he observed.

  “Maybe,” Sophie said.

  “Do you have powers yet?” Rylan asked. Sophie thought back to the dark creatures and nodded.

  “I was able to kill two dark creatures as I was running, before I bumped into you.”

  Rylan raised his eyebrows and Sophie continued.

  “I hit them with my arm and they flew about ten feet before bursting into flames.”

  Rylan looked impressed and kissed Sophie’s naked body.

  “Everything is so different now. This reunion was unexpected, but I must return you,” Rylan said sadly.

  “What? No!” Sophie cried.

  “Sophie, you are the queen now. You have a duty to your people and the forest.”

  “But I’m not even a full fairy! I can’t be a queen. I have no idea what I am doing!” she said desperately.

  “My Sophie, you are so wise and brave. You will make an excellent queen. The fairies will help you.” Rylan’s voice was soft and soothing. “Do you want to go back to your old life?” he asked.

  Sophie thought back to her old life. Her safe, boring, solitary, old life of reading books and living with her grandmother during the summers. No, Sophie could not return, not now. Not after knowing what else lies beyond the comforts of the regular human world – the pleasures and desires.

  “No,” Sophie whispered. Rylan pulled her to her feet and helped her slip into her gossamer gown and travel cloak. Rylan carried Sophie through the forest until they arrived at the edge of the Forest Dweller’s land.

  “I can go no farther,” Rylan said putting her down.

  “Why?” Sophie asked.

  “We are not welcome among the fairies, they do not trust us.”

  Sophie wasn’t sure she trusted some of the other werewolves either, but she trusted Rylan.

  “Well, I’m the queen, aren’t I? I say you are welcome.”

  “Sophie,” Rylan warned, “that is not wise.”

  “My queen!” a voice squeaked, and a small, female fairy came running out of the woods towards Sophie, before throwing herself at Sophie’s feet.

  “Get up, please,” Sophie said embarrassed, and she glanced sideways to see Rylan smirk. The young fairy stood and then noticed Rylan. She backed away in fear.

  “It’s okay,” Sophie assured, “this is Rylan and he will not hurt you.”

  “Sophie!”

  Sophie turned to see Liam run gracefully towards her.

  “I was so worried,” he murmured, embracing her. Sophie kissed him on the cheek, feeling Rylan’s eyes burn into her.

  “Liam, this is Rylan. Rylan, Liam,” she murmured.

  “This is him?” Rylan asked. Liam stared up at Rylan, his eyes giving nothing away.

  “Yes, Rylan,” Sophie said straightening her shoulders, “This is Liam who I have mated with.”

  Rylan finally shrugged. “As queen, you will have to mate with other fairies, I suppose he is as good as any.”

  Liam grasped Sophie’s hand. “We have been very worried. Please come into our woods. Aurelia has been frantic.” But before he could finish his thought, fairies began to appear from the trees. They stared reproachfully at Rylan.

  Aurelia stepped forward, but before she could speak, a repulsive black creature dropped from the sky, it’s teeth open and aiming for Sophie’s throat.

  The fairies screamed, an in an instant, Sophie morphed into the queen she was meant to be. She raised her arms to protect the fairies and Rylan, and commanded, “Be gone!” Her arms made contact with the creature and he burst into flames. But unlike last time, the flames grew higher and higher into the night sky and more shrieks could be heard echoing throughout the forest as more balls of flame erupted over the forest.

  The fairies and Rylan watched in awe as balls of fire rose above the treetops. “They’re gone!” Rylan shouted. The fairies began to cheer and dance while hugging and kissing one another. Sophie watched the others in confusion; what had just happened? Rylan picked her up and spun her around.

  “Sophie! You did it! You rid the forest of the dark creatures!” he cried. Sophie still stared around dumbfounded. How had she done it? All she had done was tell the creature to leave. The other fairies dropped to their knees in front of Sophie repeating “My queen,” with reverence.

  “Please, please, get up,” Sophie said, “That isn’t necessary.”

  “You are the true queen,” Aurelia spoke. “Our allegiance is to you.”

  Sophie knew everything was different now and she could either fight it or embrace it. Choosing to embrace it, she dropped the travel cloak so that
her skin glowed in the darkness and her gown billowed around her magically.

  “Then I decide that the wolves may live among us,” there was a collective gasp, “if they so chose,” Sophie finished, knowing full well some of the wolves would continue their isolated existence in the caves.

  “They have protected me and some of you as well. We will welcome them and live harmoniously within these woods.”

  Rylan grabbed her arm, “You don’t have to do this,” he whispered.

  “Yes, I do. I want to be with you,” Sophie argued, “And the others are welcome too – Linwood, Crofton, Arden,” she named a few who had been good to her, and of course, Crofton and Arden had been wonderful sexual partners.

  “But you will need to mate with fairies to continue your bloodline,” Rylan argued and Sophie noticed Liam standing nearby, studying Sophie.

  Sophie paused for a moment. Of course, she would need to mate with fairies, but if she was the queen, couldn’t she have her fill of fairies and wolves? She smiled sexily at the thought of having Rylan and Liam and possibly Arden and Crofton.

  Aurelia took this moment to usher the other fairies away, commenting on how it had been a long evening and that they should give their queen her space for the evening. Sophie, Liam and Rylan remained. She stared at her shifter and fairy. Could they both agree to belong to Sophie? Could they share her?

  As if reading her mind, Liam stepped forward and caressed Sophie’s arm.

  “I will take you in any way I can have you,” he breathed into her hair. Sophie shivered at his proximity and she felt the magnetism and pull towards Liam. Her mind was overcome with desire and tangling her body in his silky smooth limbs.

  Rylan approached Sophie’s other arm and inhaled her sweet, unusual scent.

  “My Sophie, I thought I lost you once. I will have you in whatever way you desire me.”

  Sophie grasped Rylan’s hand and then grasped Liam’s. She led them back towards her cottage, and inside. Since granting the wolves permission to inhabit among the fairies, Rylan did not seem to have any trouble moving among imaginary barriers as he had the night he brought Sophie to the fairies.