by Crow Gray
“You get over here and straddle my face, I want to eat your pussy,” Damian said, pulling Indigo over to him.
She hurriedly complied, sitting on his face as Candy rode his cock. Candy and Indigo kissed each other as one rode Damian's cock and the other his tongue. Bo watched, lost in the scene. He wished it was him getting the attention from the two women, but at the same time he was extremely hot at being forced to watch.
Damian licked and sucked Indigo's pussy, his teeth grazing her clit as she did a slow grind on his face. Candy was bouncing up and down on his thick cock, impaling herself on it. The two women sucked and fondled each other's breasts as well, and soon they both climaxed. Damian held back, fighting his orgasm as the two women finished. He pushed Indigo from his face and then rolled Candy from his cock.
He stood up and began to re-position the women on the bed, pulling them both side by side doggy style with their asses up in the air. He took a step back to admire them, the two asses next to one another a work of art. “Damn, isn't that a glorious sight?” Damian said to Bo as the women waited obediently.
Bo started to stand, but Damian stopped him. “I didn't say to stand up yet. Just stay right there. I'm not done fucking your wife yet.”
Bo did as he was told, groaning in frustration as he watched Damian mount his wife, sliding his cock into her pussy as he rode her. Indigo rubbed her clit as she looked over at Candy being fucked. Soon Damian moved over to Indigo and began to fuck her as well, pounding her from behind even harder.
Bo watched as Damian moved back and forth from the two women, switching pussies as he pleased. The women would moan each time his cock left them, watching their friend get fucked with envy as they waited their turn.
Damian eventually stacked Candy on top of Indigo, their pussies right above one another as Candy lay on Indigo's back. He smacked Candy's ass a few times as she stepped back to give Bo a good look.
“How's that for a stack?” Damian said before sliding his cock back into Candy. He was able to switch back and forth even easier this time, stuffing each woman with his hard dick as they begged him to fuck them harder.
He finally flipped Candy onto her back and put her legs up, climbing between them and starting to pump. “Indigo, I think Bo's suffered long enough. Why don't you take care of him?”
Indigo smiled at Bo and walked over, going to her knees and sucking his cock into her mouth. Bo was so hot it only took a few seconds before he came, yelling so loud his throat was sore as he flooded Indigo's mouth with his hot sperm.
Indigo smiled, wiping her lips “My, but that was quick. I forgot how it can be with you young ones. Then again, I suppose we did get you pretty worked up. Looks like you're still ready, though.”
Bo's cock had never gone soft as Indigo sucked him some more before climbing on his lap, positioning his cock-head against her pussy.
“Wait, do I need--” Bo began, thinking of his bare cock and wondering if he needed a condom.
“I've taken care of it,” Damian said, cutting Bo off. He'd cast a spell earlier that would allow them to do whatever they wanted with no worries.
Bo groaned as Indigo sank onto his cock and began to ride it. “Mmm this is the first pussy you've had other than Candy, isn't it?” Indigo whispered. “How do you like it?”
“I fucking love it,” Bo whispered back, reaching around to grab Indigo's ass, happy to finally have his hands on it.
“Mmm it's your wedding night, but you're fucking my pussy before you fuck your own wife's. For some reason that really turns me on,” Indigo said, bouncing even harder on Bo's dick.
The next several minutes were just filled with the sounds of sex. Moans and groans mixed with the slaps of body against body as the four fucked each other's brains out. Eventually all four ended up on the bed, the girls being fucked missionary side by side, Bo fucking Indigo as Damian fucked Candy. The bed shook so hard it was about to fall, and all four were moaning until the entire cabin was a cacophony of sexual pleasure.
“This is my pussy, Candy. I fucking own it. I don't care who you're married too, it belongs to me,” Damian said as he pounded Candy.
“Yes, Sir, it's your pussy. Always yours, whenever you want to use it, it's fucking yours,” Candy said.
“You hear me Bo? I own your wife's pussy. It's mine,” Damian said, feeding the darkness.
“Ah fuck, okay, it's your pussy, I understand, it's yours,” Bo said.
“You're just fucking borrowing it, that's all. Just like you're borrowing Indigo's, because her ass belongs to me too,” Damian growled.
“Yes, sir, it's all your pussy, all of it,” Bo said as the four continued to fuck.
“Now let's all come together. When I tell you all to come, you fucking come. Fucking do it..NOW! FUCKING COME!” Damian said, pounding Candy's pussy and coming deep inside of her. His balls were very full as his cock spurted, filling Candy's tight young pussy up with his sperm. She came when she felt his hot cream, his orgasm triggering hers.
Bo came as well, shooting deep inside the pussy of his wife's best friend. Indigo was coming before any of them, and was still coming when they finished, her orgasm the most intense of all.
The four collapsed, Damian in Candy's arms and Bo in Indigo's. Heavy breathing filled the air as they all tried to gain their composure.
“This is what I call a honeymoon to remember,” Candy said, and soon they all drifted to sleep together.
“Indigo, wake up,” Damian whispered.
Indigo slowly opened her eyes. Sometime during the night everyone had shifted apart, and she was in the edge of the bed. “What is it, is something wrong?” she asked, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
“Come,” Damian said, taking her hand. She stood, noticing he was nude but held a blanket in his hand. The two of them walked outside into the moonlight, Damian leading her into a clearing which formed a side yard near the cabin. “I wanted to give them some alone time. It is their wedding night, after all,” Damian said. He spread the blanket and laid down, Indigo lying beside him. They huddled for warmth. It only took a few minutes before they were asleep, Damian drifting with a smile as he felt faint sexual energy emanating from the cabin.
Bo and Candy had been awake as Damian lead Indigo out, and as soon as the door was closed Bo gave her a deep kiss.
“I love you baby,” Candy said as they broke the kiss.
“I love you too,” Bo said, kissing her again as he slowly climbed on top of her. Candy's hand groped his stiff cock, happy to find it hard. Bo rubbed her pussy slowly, testing its wetness. The two felt their tongues entwine as Bo slid a finger into her, finding her entrance slick and inviting. Bo slowly penetrated his wife, his cock entering her for the first time as man and wife.
Bo began to fuck her slow and deep, much gentler than the rough fucking the two had done earlier. Candy kissed his shoulder as he moved in and out, her hands running through his short hair. She felt his coarse stubble rub against her cheek as she sucked her neck. He began to grind his hips as he pumped, moving his dick around as well as in and out. Candy groaned and reached down to squeeze his ass, encouraging him.
Bo began to go faster, still not pounding her, but fucking her more insistently. “You like that, baby? Does that feel good?” he asked.
“Oh yes, baby, just like that. Don't stop,” Candy said running her nails gently over the small of his back.
Bo continued to fuck her for a few more minutes, both of them eager but not over eager. He slid out and spooned her, Candy giving a moan of frustration for a second, but they soon turned to coos of pleasure as Bo fucked her in a new position.
He cupped her tits as he fucked her, kissing the back of her neck. She put her hand over his, squeezing it as she reached down to rub her clit with her other hand. Bo was still fucking her deep but not too hard, the two of them finding themselves more relaxed when Damian wasn't around. They didn't realize it was because of the sexual energy generated when he was aroused, but they suspected as much.
/> “Oh, baby, that's it, just like that,” Candy moaned, rubbing her clit harder.
Bo sped up, grabbing her hips now to move her back and forth on his dick. The two weren't going for fireworks now, they had those earlier and would have plenty of time in the years to come for more. Now they just wanted to bond as man and wife.
“Are you going to come, baby? Are you?” Candy asked, rubbing her clit harder and faster.
“Yes, baby, I'm going to come. I want you to come too,” Bo asked. Candy needed no further prodding and rubbed her clit faster until she came, her body jerking as the orgasm hit her. Bo felt her pussy squeeze him as she came, tightening on him and almost milking him as he came as well, shooting his seed deep inside of her. The two of them kissed deeply as they climaxed together, finally putting a stamp on a long and winding road that had lead them here.
“Damn, I love you,” Bo said, kissing her cheek.
“I love you too,” Candy said, and the two spooned and drifted to sleep.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Damian and Indigo rose early the next morning, well before Candy and Bo. The detached bathroom proved convenient as the two were able to shower without waking the newlyweds. Once they had both bathed and dressed, Damian showed Indigo the view in the misty morning sun.
“Wow, it's gorgeous here,” Indigo said as she looked out over the mountains.
“It truly is. Every time I show up here I wonder why I don't come here more often,” Damian said.
“What do we do now? Do we wake them, or?” Indigo asked.
“Nah, let's head on out. We've been in their hair long enough. They'll know where we went,” he said.
Indigo nodded, and soon the two were on the motorcycle headed back to Indigo's home.
Damian was a little worried as they pulled into town, but other than some drunken revelers passed out in the city street, their didn't seem to be any signs of violence. He drove directly to Grundar's, parking the bike outside.
“Listen, why don't you just wait here? I'll only be a minute, and then I'll take you home,” Damian said.
Indigo nodded and climbed off the bike to stretch her legs. Damian knocked and Grundar answered the door. The two walked inside, but Damian returned after only a few minutes.
“I just wanted to get the news on how things went. He said it all was cool. They weren't real happy about what happened to Sam and Gigi, but I think they knew something was up. Seems Sam had a reputation, so they believed the story. Other than that, I think the long war between the wolves and bears are over,” Damian said.
“What's next?” Indigo asked. “Peace between the lion and tiger clans?”
Damian laughed. “Don't hold your breath on that one. Hop on, I'll take you home.”
Damian drove Indigo home, letting her off at her front door. He switched the bike off but didn't dismount.
“Aren't you going to come in? Maybe one for the road?” she said with a smile.
“I can't handle one for the road,” Damian returned the smile. He was serious, as the orgy last night had really given him a jolt of power.
Indigo's smile faded. “You're leaving aren't you?”
Damian nodded. “I have to figure out what happened here. This goes beyond Sam, Gigi and Horis. Someone was manipulating them, and I have a bad idea who.”
“Who?”
“Someone from my past. Someone I haven't seen in a very long time. Someone I hoped to never see again.”
“Will I ever see you again?”
“Eventually, I'd think.”
“Damian, I'm still warmaster here. I'll need a new mate,” she said, an offer in the air.
“They'd never accept me, Indigo. Not as a warmaster. He has to be pure clan blood.”
“For you, they'd make an exception,” Indigo pleaded.
“Nah, I don't think so. And I can't make that type of commitment right now. Not to the clan, and especially not to you. You deserve better. What I'm looking into might take a while, and I may not even come back.”
Indigo nodded as if expecting his answer. “I know that you have a darkness inside.”
Damian was stunned to hear her say this. “What? How did--”
“I'm not psychic but I am psychically sensitive. I felt it. It draws out your―appetites. I can feel it.”
“Yes, it does. That's another reason I stay away from people. If the darkness ever gets out of control, I don't know what it would do.”
“Make you the horniest bastard in the world?” Indigo grinned.
“Maybe.”
“You know, if you leave, I will be pressured to choose a mate,” Indigo said.
“Do what you have to, Indigo. There's a good chance you may never see me again. Don't live your life for a ghost. Goodbye, Indigo.”
“Goodbye, Damian Ivory.”
Damian leaned forward and gave her a kiss on the forehead before starting his bike and driving away. Indigo watched him until he was out of sight. She then wiped her tears away and walked inside.
Damian didn't have time to dwell on things with Indigo. He had thought about sticking around and speaking to the wolves, but really didn't have time. He wasn't even sure where to start looking.
He rode his bike, not sure where he was headed, but wanting to be on the road. He wasn't too far from the bear clan's home when he heard a loud pop, and felt something hit him in the side hard. He slowed down and pulled to the shoulder as he felt warm blood running down his body. He looked down and saw he'd been shot, and the entry wound was huge. It was amazing he'd managed to avoid a crash. He heard another shot, and something creased his forehead as the bullet narrowly avoided taking off the top of his head.
Damian dove for the grass and crawled quickly into the nearby woods, shifting to a rattlesnake and slithered from his clothing as soon as he was in the shade. As he shifted, the bullet was expelled from his body. Damian noticed it was silver. So he'd been targeted. Silver didn't really kill shifters; that was a myth. Shifters died a little harder than a regular human, but regular bullets would kill them sure enough.
Damian waited and watched as someone wearing military fatigues ran up to his bike. The man was large, with sandy blond hair and a crew-cut, either military or ex-military for sure. He had a sniper rifle across his back and was carrying what appeared to be a Desert Eagle handgun, either .50 caliber or .44 magnum. He looked all around the bike before slowly following the blood trail Damian had left into the woods. Damian knew the sex the night before had saved him. Without the added energy he probably wouldn't have survived the gunshot wound, and he surely wouldn't have been healthy enough to shift.
Damian watched as the man approached. He saw the clothes in the woods, aiming the pistol around as he crouched over them. Damian watched as the man examined the clothing. The man seemed confused for some reason, so Damian took the opportunity to strike. He was leaning down low enough Damian was able to bite his gun hand, sinking his fangs in deep and injecting as much venom as possible.
The man screamed but didn't drop the gun, instead grabbing Damian with his other hand and attempting to pull the fangs out. Damian surprised him by shifting to a bear, and as the man stared at him slack-jawed Damian swatted him, not hard enough to kill him but enough to knock him unconscious.
Damian shifted back to human and dressed quickly. He wanted to question this man, but didn't want to do it with his pecker hanging out. Once he was dressed, Damian ripped the man's jacket into strips and tied him up. He slapped him a few times to wake him.
“What, what the fuck,” the man said.
“Who are you?” Damian asked, holding the man's own Desert Eagle to his head. It was a .44 magnum. “Why the hell did you shoot me?”
“Fuck you!” the man said, and Damian smashed the gun against the man's nose, crushing it as blood spurted out. “Ow! Goddamn it,” the man said, spewing blood everywhere.
“Who are you and why the fuck did you shoot me? I can do this all day, so talk!” Damian demanded, drawing the gun back to hit him a
gain.
“Fuck! Stop! Okay, fuck! There's a bounty on your head, okay? I'm a bounty hunter!”
Damian was shocked at this news. “A bounty on me? What? How much?”
“A million dollars.”
“A million dollars? From who?”
“I don't know, you know that shit's anonymous.”
“How the hell did you know where I was? How'd you know where to find me? For that matter, how did you know what what I looked like?”
“There's a picture in the email we got, and on the website. It seems that all the known shifter hunters got it. It's got your pic, stats, tells things about you.”
Damian knew there was an underground group of bounty hunters that hunted shifters. In most cases it was rogues who were out of control and needed to be killed. Half the time the bounties were placed by the rogue's own clan. But for him to show up on the site added a whole new layer to the situation.
“How the fuck did you turn into a snake anyway? I thought you were a bear! This is bear country, ain't it?” the man asked.
“What's your name?” Damian asked.
“It ain't important!” the man said. Damian realized that was true. With the amount of venom he'd injected the man wouldn't live much longer anyway, even if anti-venom were administered immediately, which it wouldn't be.
“Yeah, you're probably right. So how the hell did you find me?” Damian asked.
“It was dumb luck! I was in the area and just happened to see you!”
“Why were you in the area to begin with?”
“I was―I was―fuck I don't remember!” the man said. He was slowly starting to fade, and Damian knew the venom was taking effect.
