Chapter Thirteen: The Big Dill of a Friend!

Artica:

Standing in the middle of the overgrown dirt road, rice plants swayed in the breeze. My mask felt warm, my hand falling on my small bump. I mean it was tiny, the black sweatshirt and skirt hiding it well. Glancing around, the other gangs were getting along with my crew. None of them were violent which is why I always let them go, their services really wouldn't have been illegal in the previous years. Fathsome helped everyone harvest the rice properly, Sage choosing to stay behind to work on a project. My staff buzzed quietly, my neck feeling naked. Tears welled up in my eyes, the harvest almost done. Sunny ran up to me, her pink cat mask inches from my face.

"I am so excited." She announced jovially, her blonde hair swaying in the breeze. "This has been my first time out in a long time. I am so happy that it is just us out here. Honestly, I am curious what has stolen Sage's attention." My lips parted to scold her, something feeling off. A cloud of dust bloomed behind a drove of warthogs heading my way, the heel of my boot smashing Sunny into the air. Leaping up after her, my arm wrapped around her waist. Black armored officers sprinted behind them, my boots smashing off of a nearby tree. Flipping through the air, we needed to get them away from the rice fields. Sunny spun her pink ax over her head, a cloud of dirt obscuring our landing spot.

"Don't kill unless you have to." I ordered sternly, her face falling. "They are human too. We need to distract them. I repeat, simply knock them out. We will tie them to a tree far from here and drug them so they wake up in the morning." My plan proved to be more difficult, Officer Dillston leading his officers. His scarred face glared at me, his copper eyes squinting in my direction. His huge muscles shattered my composure, his power was already his strength. Now his muscles were twice the size they were before, my chances of winning dwindling to nothing. Yet I had to march forward, and give it my best. My staff transformed into a sleek black scythe twice my height, a black iron bar resting on his shoulders. Medals dangled off of his armor, my brow cocking.

"Hello Officer Dillston." I squeaked out, Sunny shooting me an odd look. "I challenge you to a duel. If you wish to fight me, you have to send them all home." My tail tucked in between my legs, my ears flattening. Motioning for them to leave, their armor clanked as they ran back towards the city. Spinning the bar over his head, my attention turned to Sunny.

"Go protect everyone!' I barked, Sunny refusing to move. "I said go!" Still refusing to move, my heel kicked her back towards the rice fields. Spinning around, the iron bar slammed into my jaw. The crack of my jaw shattering the still air, a couple of teeth falling from my mouth. Jamming it back into place, my crunching of my new teeth extending into place sickened me. Blocking his next attack, sparks drifted aimlessly the moment our weapons clashed violently. Our arms trembled, my lightning bounced onto his bar. We were evenly matched this way, but this wasn't the way I wanted to beat him.

"Hello, Artica." He mused cruelly, leaning into his attack. "I propose a possible outcome."I propose that if you can land a hit on me I will fight on your side. No weapons, just a good fist fight. No, I won't punch you in your stomach." Narrowing my eyes in his direction, my staff shrank down. Tucking it in my boot, this hardly seemed fair. His wild copper curls bounced around his shoulders, hesitation in his eyes. So there was some good in him after all.

"No offense! That hardly seems fair." I protested tiredly, wondering how he knew I was pregnant. "You are three times the height of me at six foot seven." Swinging his fist towards my shoulder, a rush of air kissed my cheek with the close call. Thunderous laughter erupted from his lips, his bar several inches behind him.

"There's the police chief that I looked up to. You did train me after all, so give it your best." He shouted jovially, swinging his foot towards my face. "Congratulations on the pregnancy by the way. I could smell it the moment you marched up to me." Catching his foot, the bruise was already forming on my palm. His bull horns grew from his head, his chocolate brown cow ears bounced around excitedly. The ground shattered the moment his body smashed into the anemic dirt, his giant hand wrapping around my ankle. Throwing me into the air, he would expect me to attempt to kick him. Shifting my direction, my feet skidded in the dirt. Attempting to kick him out from underneath his feet, he jumped into the air. Swinging his fists towards my face, my body rolled out of the way. Shit! This was fun. Attempting to kick him in his chest, his forearm knocked my foot out of the way. A bruise formed on my face the moment my cheek smashed into a rock, a growl of frustration rumbling in my throat. How the hell was he so fast? Stumbling to my feet, my vision blurred. Snorting a bit, his feet bounded in the other direction. A defiant grin grew on my determined face, his boots thudded towards me. Holding my fists out, this was going to hurt. A whine escaped my lips, his mind lost in his temper. Crouching down, the shattering of my bones sickened me. His body smashed into a nearby tree, his horns stuck in the tree. Attempting to get them out, he roared furiously. Silent tears of pain flooded from my eyes as my bones repaired themselves. Bruises dotted my arms, cracking every joint in my body on the way to assist him. Leaning forward, a triumphant grin illuminated my face.

"I win, right?" I bragged exhaustively, his head nodding in defeat. "I can heal myself in seconds, or did you forget that. Way to use your head. Now let's get you out of this damn tree." Squeezing in between him and the tree, my arms wrapped around each horn. Walking up the tree, lightning crackled to life. Allowing it to get hot enough, the tree decayed to black ash. Standing straight up, a familiar throat clearing frightened us both. A nervous grin twitched on my lips, my boots swinging wildly. Sage tilted his head to the right, his arms folding across his chest. Laughing nervously, Dillston snapped to the attention position.

"Do you mind putting my fiance down, Dillston?" He barked ferociously, noticing the broken chip on the ground. "Put her down now! I understand you literally just defected but god damn it!" Grease covered Sage's face, his hair pulled into a ponytail. Setting me down, Dillston mumbled an apology. Wrapping his arms around my waist, his lips kissed mine possessively. Rolling his eyes, Dillston snorted.

"So the great Sage does settle down." He teased with a bemused grin, ruffling his hair. "I see you got our police chief knocked up. Good for you. We all had a crush on you, but of course you only had a chance. It does help one to live with everyone's favorite lady." Sage's eyebrow twitched angrily, his grip on me getting stronger. This was a new side to him, scarlet coloring my cheeks. Was what he said really true? There was no way that they could have liked me that way, Sage playing with my hair.

"How did you not notice everyone flirting with you? I swear that you are the densest person when it comes to certain things." He mused lovingly, my ears flicking with annoyance. "All the other guys liked you as well, including the giant bull standing in front of me. Now let me check your arms and everywhere else." Squirming out of his arms, Sunny skipped up to us. A small sack of rice rested in her hands, Fathsome waving in the distance as he disappeared with his portion of the rice. Letters spanned across her hands, the seals of the gangs on each envelope.

"They said something about coming to an agreement with you and dwindling numbers." She explained calmly, her eyes falling on a visible bruise. "Look them over when you get back. Did you bring your bike, Sage?" Shaking his head no, a tortured sigh escaped her lips. Pulling my sleeves down, my hair hid the bruises lining my face. Tucking them into the inside pocket of my coat, the dirt crunched with each step forward. Sage hovered closely behind me, every muscle in my body screaming out for me to slow down. Waiting for Sage to be distracted, Dillston provided me the chance I needed. Coughing up blood discreetly, the drops on my black leather gloves taunted me. Skidding to a stop, twenty officers were heading our way. Drawing a circle around me, my fingers drew the strange symbols my mother had taught me a couple of times. Peeling off my glove, everyone cried out as I cut my palm with my claw. Dripping my blood over the symbols, everyone stepped in cautiously.

"Take me home." I commanded furiously, the humming noise causing a migraine to throb violently. "I said take me home!" A blue light blinded us, the rice fields fading to our bunker. Turning back towards Dillston, my fists clenched to the point of blood dripping onto the floor. His confused face pissed me off at the moment, my foot slamming into his jaw. The crack of his jaw breaking in half alarming everyone, no one stopping my rant. A dark stain appeared on the cold floor underneath me, the blood pouring from my nose. Punching him in his chest over and over again, my knuckles bleeding with each punch to his steel chest.

"I hate you so much, Dilly!" I shouted passionately, wondering how he had gotten to this moment. "You should have run away when I gave you the chance. Alas, you had to be a hero like me. I am not a fucking hero! Why can't you all get that? I simply want to make the world a place where people like you could have a happy life. I practically raised you, and warned you not to follow in my footsteps. What did they do to you, Dilly? You didn't have those scars the last time I saw you. The guilt is eating me alive. It was all my fault. They picked me up and decided to pick up the second generation of the experiments because I did well. You need to tell me what they injected you with, right now! I have to reverse or you will d-" Holding me back with his left hand, he jammed his jaw back into place with his other hand.

"They did nothing to me." He promised earnestly, his eyes not hiding a damn thing. "Steph shut that shit down the moment she stepped in. Unlike you, she had more strings to pull. We are thankful for that. She sent me after you guys to give you this. I was kind of hoping that my trainer would take me in. So thanks for that." Pulling a letter out of his pocket, he pressed it into my palm. Snatching it, my boots echoed down the empty halls to our bedroom. Ripping open the door, the mattress creaked the moment I crashed onto the bed. Sage marched in, conviction on his face.

"What the hell was that!" He demanded hotly, pulling my sweat shirt over my head. "I fucking knew it. You fought him and barely held up. You have our children in you and you need to be more careful! Do you think that this is a game!" Jumping to my feet, this was enough!

"I handled it the best I could!" I retorted venomously, everything weighing down on my shoulders. "He put down his iron bar for me, so I gave him a chance! I am over this! Leave me alone!" Tugging my sweatshirt back over my head, his hand grabbed my wrists. Whimpering in pain, he slammed me down onto the bed. Grumbling under his breath, the tension brewed between us. Yanking a first aid kit out of the top drawer of his nightstand, a disappointed huff left his lips.

"I'm sorry." He apologized sincerely, dabbing alcohol on my knuckles. "How did you actually land a blow?" Wrapping my knuckles up, blood staining the white material. An anxious smile twitched on my face, his hands cupped mine. Cocking his brow, an unimpressed expression caused a fit of laughter to burst from my lips.

"You look so cute right now." I answered through a couple of snorts, his face softening. "I stood my ground, and punched him in the head as he charged at me. It broke my arms for minute, but they healed a couple of minutes later." Surprise rounded his eyes the moment I pinned him to the bed, my lips kissing his lustfully. A tender blush rose his cheeks, his hands cupped my face. Tucking my hair behind my ear, his fingers traced the bruises dotting my jaw.

"I understand you guys are built like tanks, but you do need to be a bit more careful." He sighed deeply, pulling my sweatshirt over my head. Unzipping my skirt, the fabric landed with a soft thud. Resting his hand on the tiny bump, his crooked grin melted my heart. His next words sent chills up my spine, tears welling up in my eyes.

"I can't wait to watch this bump grow bigger and bigger." He sang proudly, clutching me to his chest. "I love you, Arty." Snuggling his head into my neck, his warm embrace heated my heart up. Moments like this should last forever, my arms wrapping around his neck.

"Let's get married." I suggested abruptly, the bed creaking as he flipped me underneath him. "I mean it. Let's get married this weekend." Salty teardrops crashed to my face, his genuine smile never left his face. His lips quivered, his heart beating out of his chest. Too stunned to speak, his strong arms blithely pulling me into another loving embrace.

"I wouldn't like anything else." He yelled proudly, kissing my lips feverishly. "I would love to get married this weekend." Jumping off the bed, he spun me around. Pushing the button on the ancient radio, our favorite CD began to play.

"Can't you picture it!" He continued blissfully, hooking his elbow in mine. "You and me at the altar while we say our vows." Swinging me around, his arm wrapped around my waist. His hand cupped mine, the swing music echoing in my room. Losing ourselves in the music, he swung me underneath him. Seeing him this happy pleased me, his lips locking with mine hungrily. Time stopped, my heart seconds from beating out of my chest. Releasing me from his spell, the hungry look in his eyes told me that he wanted his dessert. Tossing me onto the bed, his nimble hands ripped off his clothes. His abs caught my eyes, a bit of drool dripped from my lips. Crawling on top of me, a sage colored collar appeared in his palms. The color claimed me as his, my dripping changing into a flood. My tail wagged as he clicked it on, his shaking hands tightening it to the proper size. A gold chain dripped in between his fingers, each yank sending my nerves into a frenzy. Brushing his lips down my skin, a claw extended from his fingernails. Ripping off my underwear, it fluttered to the floor. A rush of euphoria coursed through my body, his lips sucking on my clit. My breath hitched the moment his tongue did a trick, my toes curling. Gripping the sheets, there was no way I could stop myself from cumming if he kept this up. Sliding his fingers in, the way he was flicking his fingertips caused me to gasp loudly.

"Master, are you punishing me?" I moaned sensually, my hips bucking with every passing second. "Master, have I been a naughty girl? I am going to lose control if you don't stop." Grinning at me devilishly, his long tongue licked his lips. Resting his head on his hands, he shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, what's holding you back? You taste like the sweet fruit pops on a summer day." He growled huskily, my body trembling. "Lose control, Arty. It turns me on." Doing the same trick again, my clit only begged for more. My lips trembled, my fangs biting my lips. Shorter gasps escaped my lips, his fingers dancing to the perfect rhythm. Writhing with pure ecstasy, the word master exploded from my lips the moment I climaxed. Embarrassment burned my cheeks, all of my muscles floating in the purgatory between tenseness and looseness. Yanking me to my knees, his hard cock hovered near my mouth. Taking his entire length in my mouth, his free hand grabbed the top of my head. Gruff groans tumbled from his lips, his fingers yanking the chain in reaction to me licking his length at the same time. The groans turned to moans, my lips focusing on the tip.

"Arty, you need to stop before I can't con-" He whined sensually, his words coming too late. His hot seed slid down my throat. Bending me over, his hands grazed every inch of my skin. The chain rolling over my skin caused goosebumps to pop up. Why did that feel so good?

"Master!" I screamed out the moment he jammed himself into me. Digging my claws into the mattress, purrs rumbled in my throat. Wrapping his fingers around my tail, his rough tug caused a howl to escape my lips. Pausing for a moment, his ears had popped up. Grinding my hips against his, his hips moved with mine.

"It appears I brought out the animal in you." He mused playfully, his firm body pressing against mine. "How about you show me how wild you really were?" Flipping him over my head, his handsome face watched me lovingly. Sinking onto him, my walls hugged his thick girth. Bouncing up and down, his hands slid up to my breasts. Pale tissues oozed in between his fingers, the heartiness of each squeeze only made me grind my hips faster. Tugging me inches from his face, his lips locked with mine aggressively. Biting my lips, my blood dripped down my chin. Moving from my lips to various spots , each love bite caused me to cry out master. Trembling with pleasure, he flipped me over. Leaning close to my face, his bloody lips painted mine. Running his hands down my legs, he placed my heels on his shoulders. Still holding onto the chain, he lined himself up.

"Are you ready for me?" He gloated lustfully, gripping my ankles. "I am going to make you scream louder than before. Scream my name!" Jamming himself in, the intensity wracked my body. The pain felt so good, my skin tingling. His slow deliberate movements increased the volume of my screams, my body jerking with thrust. Gripping the sheets, he slid my legs down slowly. Crawling on top of me, my thighs rubbed together. Licking the blood off of my bites, shivers shot up my spine. This was not fair, the desire to bite him all over raged inside of me. Why didn't I bite him when he was underneath me?

"Bite me." He demanded hotly, my tongue salivating at the sound of his request. "Bite me all over." Sinking my fangs into my chest, this felt so good. His sweet blood coated my throat, him pointing to another spot on him. Biting him over and over again felt amazing, his hips bucking faster with each bite. Pinning me back, the chain was taunt.

"Now lick them." He ordered dominantly, all of my nerves begging for more. "You have to clean up the mess you made." Yanking me up, my ears flicked with pleasure. Licking his wounds with my tiny tongue, the taste of his sweet blood haunted my mind. Small gasps escaped my lips, my hips dancing to the same rhythm. Enjoying every moment of this, he wrapped my legs around my waist. Clutching me close to his chest, his fangs brushed the nape of my neck. Drawing closer to my climax, the sound of his fangs breaking through my skin caused me to shiver in his arms. Our hands danced to the same rhythm, the sound of him drinking making my hips move faster. Sliding his hands down to my hips, he held me down as his hot seed filled me up. Collapsing into his arms, everything was so sore. Unable to move, wicked laughter erupted from his lips. Lifting up my chin, his triumphant grin matched his personality.

"Too stunned to speak?" He teased lightly, my eyes narrowing in his direction. "I made you howl. Judging by the way your tail is wagging, I did well." Curse my wagging tail, my ears flattening with embarrassment. Patting the top of my head, he collapsed onto the bed. Climbing on top of his chest, my fingers intertwined with his. Hovering his hand over my head, he whispered the word sleep. Exhaustion hung heavily on my eyelids, sweet slumber sweeping me away.