Chapter 32: Losing Control ❤️

It was still dark when Katlyn woke; she didn’t open her eyes immediately, desperately wanting to get back to sleep. Something, or someone, didn’t want to let her. She felt Ann, usually a fairly quiet sleeper, tossing behind her. No, not really the word for it. She was moving back and forth, almost writhing.

A nightmare? Some ghost of her past coming back to torment her displaced soul? Kat opened her eyes and started to roll over. As she landed on her back, Ann moved again. Strong hands gripped her wrists as Ann loomed over her. Kat was instantly awake, sensing danger in her lover.

“Ann, ye all right?” she whispered. “C’mon, let me go. What’s wrong?”

Nothing but panting breaths reached her. Kat’s eyes adjusted to the dark, a beam of moonlight poking through the window. Ann’s eyes were still closed, her face flushed and looking down, she was rock hard.

“The feck? Ye sleepwalkin’?” Kat asked as she struggled in the grip. Ann shouldn’t be this strong. She should be able to break free, but not this time. She looked up to see Ann slowly opening her eyes. “Good morn’ oh feck.” Kat gasped.

Where her girlfriend’s bright green eyes normally lived, a pair of bright purple glowing orbs stared down at her. Kat’s heart skipped a beat. They hadn’t taken care of Ann’s libido last night. She was due to overload in the middle of the night. They’d never found out what that meant.

Well, feck. She thought to herself as she felt Ann’s cock press hard against her lower lips. She moaned loudly as she was spread wide, arms instinctively wrapping around Ann’s back. A second later, a ravenous mouth met hers, tongue pushing past her lips and searching deeper.

Kat’s eyes rolled back as she felt Ann taking over. This wasn’t like her normally attentive lover. No, this was something different. Something more. Maybe something less. Her thoughts were interrupted as Ann thrust hard, pulling all the way back before slamming back into her. Her walls clenched involuntarily around the massive cock inside her. It felt amazing, as it always did, but holy hells was it rough.

Tearing away from the tongue looking to throatfuck her, she panted for breath. “Feck, Ann, ye there? OOooooh!” She was cut off again as another titanic thrust pushed her up on the bed. Quickly, Ann’s strong arms pulled hers down to her sides, and the Vulhardrin speared back into her.

Ann sped up. Taking her lover, Kat felt every millimeter of the massive member inside her. Ann was being so rough, so needy, so greedy. She was pounding her so hard her breasts bounced wildly, and the bed shook under them. Kat was losing herself. This was a side she’d never felt, and she wanted more. More of that amazing cock, more of that ridiculously hot body against hers. She wanted, no, needed it. Needed Ann to finish. To fill her.

Suddenly, her girlfriend tensed, and the cock inside her pulsed. She’s cumming, feck, yes. Kat’s lust-addled brain managed as she hugged the wolf-girl close, feeling her tail lashing against the legs wrapped around her waist. Suddenly, a warmth filled her core. Sticky, gushing, and filling, she cried out in a primal ecstasy as she took her lover’s seed. Her mind blanked out, and she lost control of her muscles as her own orgasm rocked through her body.

Normally, Ann would stop here, give her some time to rest and recover, but she felt another thrust hit her, then a second. Her insides convulsed as her oversensitive nerves were assaulted by another round. Oh, this is gonna be a long night.

POV: Annita

Ann could tell something was wrong, but for some reason she couldn’t care. It was almost like a dream. She had Kat under her and it felt incredible. She was fucking her girlfriend into the bed with a raw power she’d never normally possess. Looking down at her lover, her sight was clouded by the strange purple haze that’d covered her vision since she woke up, she grinned at the twitching mess she’d made of Kat.

She’d already came once, and she was still hard. She knew Kat wouldn’t be satisfied until both of them were unable to continue, so she kept going. Pounding into the woman as hard as she possibly could. Kat could take it. She was stronger and tougher than Ann and she liked to play rough.

She was rewarded as her cock was gripped in viselike pressure as Kat came again. Growling from deep in her throat, she leaned in and kissed her lover deeply. Ann felt the woman melt under her, lips and jaw opening for her, allowing her tongue to play. She kissed and sucked at her lover’s tongue, feeling the slippery appendage fight feebly against her, enjoying the struggle. Drawing back, she nipped Kat’s lower lip, sharp teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. Not enough to wound, but enough for a little pain.

Kat gasped and arched beneath her as she did. Gods, Ann was addicted to that feeling. She scooped her arms beneath Kat’s back before she fell to the mattress and pulled her lover up onto her lap in a sitting position. Locking her eyes with Kat’s she began to bounce the Guardian on her lap. There was no input from Kat, who seemed to be completely lost in pleasure. She simply grabbed the woman’s hips and bounced her in time with her thrusts.

Kat’s arms wrapped around her neck, her face burying into the crook of her neck as the litany of moans and cries was muffled.

Ann could feel herself getting close again, she couldn’t stop it. Nothing could stop her tonight. She felt incredible, and hungry. Hungry for everything her lover had to offer. She wanted to take everything. To taste it all. To give her love and take the love that had been offered to her.

Sharp teeth clamped into Kat’s shoulder as she came a second time, filling the already overflowing cunt wrapped around her. She felt Kat’s insides squeeze around her, milking her for more, taking it all and begging, pleading for her to continue. Another growl and she felt her vitality restoring almost instantly. Normally she’d flag, but not tonight. No, tonight she could go longer.

Flipping Kat over, she lifted the Guardian’s hips up to her. An idea raced through her mind unbidden, and she pressed her cumslick cock up against the woman’s ass. A deep moan into the pillows encouraged her, as she pushed against the tight entrance. It took a few thrusts, pushing firmly, lubricating heavily with their combined cum, before Kat let her in.

Oh, fuck, this is so much tighter. I need more. Ann felt her body urging her onwards. Kat was enjoying it clearly. The Guardian hadn’t told her to stop, and as she paused, she felt her lover’s hips pushing back on her, slowly and steadily easing her cock deeper into her ass. Oh, that tightness was wonderful. She held herself barely in control, fighting the titanic urge to thrust because she knew how difficult this was. She’d played with toys with her girlfriends, and they were all smaller than she was. Then again, magic skill seemed to be helping as she suddenly slid into her hilt.

A cry of ecstasy erupted from both women as Ann bottomed out, pulled back, and sank to her hilt again. So much tighter, and that cinching ring around her base felt incredible. She quickly lost herself as the bed creaked in protest to the rough treatment.

Wet smacks echoed as she felt Kat’s muscled ass bounce against her stomach. She revelled in the sight of the ripples she sent through the flesh with each thrust, taking a hand and smacking them just to see more. The moan she got from that sent a thrill from her, as much as the instinctive clench around her length. She definitely loved this.

POV: Rosalyn

A cry echoed through the house, causing Rosalyn to sit bolt upright. She slept lightly, partially a factor of having lived in the woods for so long, and partially because the sheep side of her wouldn’t let her have it any other way. Wiping her bleary eyes, she looked around. It was still night, maybe very early morning. Nothing seemed the matter, and she stood to look out the window.

Another scream. It was loud, close. “What in the Hells?” she mumbled to herself. She grabbed her night clothes, slipping them on, and cracked the door. Nothing was wrong outside her room. The hallway was dark except for the firelight from downstairs. The door to the guest room was opposite hers, and nothing appeared amiss there either. Maybe it was a wild animal? A Warped stalking at the edge of the warding circle? Those things had creepy screams. Especially that snail thing from the other day. Gods, she hoped her guests could help with that. It was a really-

Rosalyn’s thoughts were cut off as a moan brushed against her ears. That wasn’t pain. That sounded like pleasure? She’d made similar noises playing with herself. The Druid was a lonely woman; she had to make do, and she’d certainly made the best of what she could. Another moan, deeper, and a different voice. Then more. Oh! Oh my gods, they can’t be.

She crept as quietly as she could, closing her door behind her as she approached the opposite side of the hallway. Another scream, this time she couldn’t tell if it was pain or pleasure. She was worried her new guests were in trouble, but it was also the two women. They were a couple, right? Clearly, this was fine. A bit rude, especially waking her up in the night. Though, what if? What if something had made its way past the wards? What if they were in trouble?

Pulling her staff from its enchanted space, she gripped the comforting shaft as she slowly eased the door open. “Hello? Are you two all right? I heard a scream, and then a moan, and then other noises and I just wanted to make sure. Please tell me to leave if you-“ Another loud moan took her by surprise and she stumbled forward. On her hands and knees, she looked up.

The room was dark, only lit by the window. A wet smacking was coming from the bed. Looking further up, she saw what was happening. The Vulhardrin, Annita she said her name was, was towering over the Alfhindur. Their bodies moving against each other as something connected the two.

Rosalyn wasn’t an innocent little lamb. She knew what sex was, but the sight still confused her. How was Ann… how was she doing that?

She almost immediately got her answer as the woman pulled her hips back, revealing an insanely long cock that was firmly lodged into the other woman’s ass. She didn’t even pull all the way out, and it was larger than anything Rosalyn had used on herself. Her cheeks burned as she took in the sight, shuffling back.

The door behind her had swung back after she stumbled through, and in her effort to escape, she’d closed the thing behind her. Neither of the women on the bed had noticed her. Katlyn likely because her face was firmly pressed into the pillows, but Annita should have seen her. What was happening? Was she that focused on taking her girlfriend? Oh, oh boy, was it an incredible sight.

Rosalyn felt her own body heating up as her wide eyes were locked onto the scene before her. The Lupine was the picture of beastly lust. Her tall body arched over her lover, claws digging into the headboard as she took her woman. The bushy tail swished madly behind her as she moved. Every muscle under that gorgeous, flawless tanned skin was working perfectly together to thrust harder into the other woman.

Everything about the sight made Rosalyn feel weak. She felt a panic rising in her as she watched. The ferocity stoked instinctual fears in her, but it was mixed with excitement. Gods, what if that were her in the bed? Her being so thoroughly taken? Her under the wolf? Rosalyn’s heart raced as she felt her loins moisten, and she rubbed them together unconsciously.

At that moment, the Lupine tensed, her tail going still and her ears folding back. Sharp teeth were bared as she pushed hard against her lover, locking them together as a deep growl echoed through the room over Katlyn’s moan of ecstasy.

Rosalyn squeaked as she saw the two clearly reaching their climax together. Her heart raced.

The wolf turned its head towards her, glowing purple eyes fixing her on the spot. She pulled out of the other woman, who groaned pitifully before sinking to the bed. She stood, head scraping the ceiling before getting off the bed, slowly stalking towards Rosalyn.

The sheep felt her heart race. She couldn’t speak. Couldn’t move. All she could do was watch as the massive predator approached her with that insane cock pulsing between her legs. That cock that would split her in half.

Rosalyn’s breath caught, and she felt the world going black, her body slumping before she lost consciousness.

POV: Annita

It was nothing like Ann had ever felt before. She was so alive in this moment. She was taking Kat, her girlfriend, and Katlyn was accepting everything she had to offer. It filled her with a sense of power that was intoxicating.

After likely minutes of thrusting, she felt her third climax nearing. She couldn’t wait to feel what this felt like. Ann needed to fill Kat’s ass with her cum. The urge was overwhelming. She felt the ring around her cock tighten as she swelled, Kat burying her face into the pillow, before she unloaded into the woman.

Pump after pump rushed into the tight hole she’d so thoroughly fucked. Kat’s walls squeezed her harder here than her pussy ever had. It was a different pressure though. It was all at once, while the other place massaged her in waves. Her ass still felt incredible, and she locked their hips together, not wanting to let any leak out of Kat.

Eventually, the tide subsided. She’d intended to keep going. Keep fucking Kat until she literally couldn’t move, but a squeak sounded from somewhere else in the room. Her purple filtered vision whipped around the room, locking on to Rosalyn.

The woman had somehow gotten into the room without her noticing. She was sitting there, the closed door at her back, trembling. Ann’s eyes widened. She’d seen everything. And she hadn’t run? Why? Was she into watching? Did she think she’d get away with it? Or did she want her? She was breathing hard. Her nipples stiff against her night shirt. She could also see a wet spot between her legs.

Ann pulled out from Kat, the Guardian flopping weakly on the bed and stood. She hopped down and slowly approached the girl, trying not to scare her.

As she got in arm’s reach, stretching a hand out to cup the sheep girl’s cheek, the woman went limp, toppling her curvy body over to her side.

Blinking in surprise, the purple haze suddenly lifted.

“What the…” Ann stammered, taking a shaky step as a wave of exhaustion hit her. “What the fuck happened?”

She looked around as a head rush hit her. Dizzy, she sat back down on the floor, holding her head in her hands and trying to steady herself.

Slowly, she regained control and looked around. Kat was stretching on the bed, with her face still shoved into the pillows.

“Feck, that was amazin’ Ann. Ye back?” she asked.

“Yeah? Are you ok?” Ann asked, concerned.

“More than ok. I’m proper fecked in me arse! I can feel it all warm an’ gooey in me!” Kat laughed as she sat up. “Think ye hit yer libido cap. Remind me tae let ye do that more often.” She stretched, turning to face Ann, and seeing Rosalyn for the first time. “Ah, shite. What the Hells happened?”

“Dunno. I kinda came down from, uh, that,” she waved her hands at her head, “and she was like this. I think I was going to try to fuck her. She seemed like she was aroused, and my instincts were saying go for it.” A slap to the back of Ann’s head knocked her forward. “Ow, what was that for?”

“Need tae take care o’ her first. Then figure out how she’s gonna react tae all o’ ye.” She said, moving over towards Rosalyn’s head.

They laid Rosalyn down fully, making sure she was as comfortable on the floor as they could get her. The bed was a mess, and Ann thought she saw cracks running across one of the feet. Christ, they’d done a number on that thing.

Gently patting her cheek, calling her name, Rosalyn slowly woke up, her black eyelids fluttering to reveal hazy hazel eyes.

“Wha happuned,” she slurred, rubbing her eyes.

“Ye passed out,” Kat informed her bluntly. “Think ye mighta hyperventilated there. Ye feelin’ alright?”

“A bit dizzy,” Rosalyn said, cradling her head. “The last thing I remember was this terrifying wolf with purple eyes towering over me. She’d taken her lover and was coming for me, and then the world went black.”

“Hey, um. Rosalyn?” Ann asked, drawing the woman’s attention. “Think that might have been me. I didn’t mean to scare you. I honestly don’t know what came over me.”

Kat stifled a laugh. “I feckin’ know what came over me. An’ in me, an’ over the mattress. Ye make a mess, dear.”

“Ha ha,” Ann laughed dryly, returning her attention to Rosalyn, who’d actually giggled softly at the joke. “Listen. Full disclosure, I’ve got a weird Path, and it’s got a sexual part to it. There’s a resource that keeps building until I, well, cum. I’d never let it hit that limit, until we forgot tonight.” Ann scratched behind her ear sheepishly. “So, I guess we know what it does now. Sorry that it had to be around you.”

“Oh,” Rosalyn replied softly. “That is unusual. I mean, you are too. With how much of your Wolf side you have present in your anatomy. Is that cock part of it? It’s massive! Never seen something like it. And a requirement to orgasm on a regular basis as part of your Path? Never heard anything like that before. Is your path powerful? With a drawback like this it must be. What’s it called? Does it matter who with? I’m going to shut up now!” she declared, stopping her rambling with both hands covering her mouth.

Ann blushed deeply as the woman over shared her thoughts. It was seriously cute how her filters disappeared when she spoke, and the sparkle of curiosity in her eyes drew her in. She felt her cock stirring again.

Kat laid a hand on her shoulder. “Down girl,” she chided playfully. “So, Rosalyn, not tae press, but ye don’t seem too disturbed by all this.”

“Oh, no. Not really. I’d always fancied women. Not sure why, just a part of who I am. They’re so much softer looking, and their faces so pretty. I just felt more comfortable with them than anyone else. Not that I had much experience. Small town being what it is, I didn’t have many options. A fling or two in a barn. Always short lived. Then I moved out here, and things got more solitary. I make do with what I’ve got but I’ve always dreamed of being with someone who could just toss me around, take me, throw me to the ground and, eep!” she covered her motormouth again.

This time it was Kat’s turn to blush. “Ye really speak yer mind, don’t ye?”

“Only when I’m nervous, or aroused. And right now I’m pretty sure I’m both. Sorry?” Rosalyn said, as if she wasn’t sure that she was sorry.

“Nah, it’s cute,” Ann laughed. “I can’t really ask that we forget that this happened. I’m not really sure how to go from here, though.”

“How about… you two think about it? Talk about it? I can just go back to my room. It’s fine. Really. Pick up conversation in the morning? We’ve got a warped to hunt, and I’ve got plans for that, but that’s not a conversation for now, and Bren should be part of that, being part of the group, and, and and…” Rosalyn trailed off.

“Sounds good tae me,” Kat chuckled softly. “Ye need help up?”

“Yes please,” Rosalyn replied, shakily standing with Kat’s help. “So, uh, bye!”

With that she left the room. They heard the door shut on the other end of the hallway, and laid back on the floor.

“Ugh, guess the cat’s out of the bag on this whole thing,” Ann groaned, gesturing to everything around them, and her own body.

“I’m what?” Kat replied, a shit-eating grin plastered across her face.

Ann rolled her eyes. “You’re crazy.”

“You love it,” Kat giggled, snuggling up to her side.

“This is going faster than I expected. You ok with things?” Ann asked, stroking Kat’s hair soothingly, a finger tracing her long, sensitive ears.

“She’s cute,” Kat offered. “Faster than I want it tae be too. She seems eager, but… ugh, I’m still not great wit’ the idea o’ more than us.” She sighed, rolling her shoulders against the floor. “She’s nice, saved yer life, and really cute, I won’t deny. Just… not yet, no. Ye’re still mine fer now.”

“All right,” Ann accepted the declaration, hugging Kat closer. “And you want another night like this?”

“Feck yes I do,” Kat shuddered, burying her face between Ann’s sweaty breasts.