Wild Fuck

The mood wasn't right to revel in the madness, especially without the proper snacks to entice the dark desires, so Shayla shook her head to to dispel the Evil distraction. More importantly, there was another feast she had to present to Alistar. Herself.

"You said that the man was the Countessa's knight? If she doesn't have another, then we should be safe for a while, right?" she pondered with a cutesy tone.

He sensed her mischief but couldn't and wouldn't fight against it, he was eager to see what fun she was planning, so he earnestly answered, "Precisely. She's living in an area infamous for being the home of odd recluses, and everyone knew it was only the knight and her in there."

Then the seductive cat stopped leaning and started walking towards Alistar. Her soft steps sounded like loud heartbeats to him while her gait had a sway he never seen in a woman before. "Then… how about we learn how to use this power? When you did that thing to me that gave me wings I felt so… amazing," she quietly remarked and combed her bangs with her nails, an empty motion she herself didn't realize she had done, but it briefly changed how her face looked, refreshing her beauty in Alistar's eyes.

She stopped before him, pushed the table away from his chair then gracefully sat on his lap and crossed her legs as if it was the most elegant seat. His arms reflexively wrapped around her surprisingly soft body, making Shayla look like prey in the jaws of a predator, a situation that greatly aroused both of them.

"You want to kill someone… together?" Alistar hummed huskily, his hot breath like the breathing of a large animal on the back of Shayla's head.

A strange desire started to contaminate her mind, but rather than contain it, she just let it spread because it just felt too intoxicating. "I want to do something fun," she requested like an innocent girl.

But the wild cat man was anything but innocent, so he got close to her cat ear and whispered deeply, "There's only one thing I want to do right now."

A strong chill ran along her spine and then up her tail as the quickly rising tension in his voice was so thick she could almost touch it… or maybe she already was as she felt his cock harden under her soft ass. He wasn't trying to hide it, even spreading his legs so her ass was solely supported by the meat pillar under her, but she remained smiling and looking pretty, playing her role as the prey.

Seeing no resistance, Alistar started to give in to his desires, and he grabbed her by the jaw, gently squishing her cheeks, then forced her to stare at him. She merely moaned softly in surprise at the slightly rough treatment, but her breathing was picking up as this kind of touch was very arousing to her.

Then he kissed her, sealing their lips like an iron lock, and his strong arms hugged her tight, further securing her within his grasp, not that she ever thought about escaping it. She was trapped even though she obeyed like a loyal little pet, and she opened her mouth once she felt him push in, allowing his tongue to touch hers for an explosion of sensations. His touch was strong but measured, and she could feel him contain his wildness as his tongue rubbed against hers, but she was ready to receive it all.

So she grabbed his hands as they coursed all over her body, and pushed them onto her soft breasts. Alistar gripped them, each being enough of a handful for him, and his mind reached the limit. He was becoming ravenous for sex like he did for flesh and blood, and he was losing control.

He bit her lip with one of his extra sharp fangs, and she mewled like a little kitten, but the taste of her own blood felt too sweet. Alistar could taste it too, and he released an inhuman sound more similar to the growl of a lion. It caused a visceral reaction on Shayla's mind, and for once she felt afraid of what he might do to her.

The world started to turn, and then she suddenly found herself on the table, with a feline beast on top of her, now licking her neck and smelling her hair deeply. Her legs trembled as she felt something slip in between them, but she couldn't even resist as a finger easily slipped inside and started to play with her pussy lips.

Sounds she herself didn't recognize escaped the young woman's mouth as Alistar played around with her body, as if she was a small animal being eaten by a large predator. But even in her fear, her heart continued to cry for more, and she closed her eyes in growing pleasure as Alistar let out steamy breaths on her cat ear, becoming used to her position of being used by a beast ravenous for sex.

Before she knew, her pants had been lowered, and then something large started to spread her lips. Much, much thicker than a finger, so thick in fact that she felt like she was being split open, but the pain was accompanied by unbelievable pleasure, so she bit her lip, unknowingly drawing blood again as her canines had become sharper than she remembered, then Alistar licked the red nectar as he couldn't resist such sweet snack.

His cock split her open then slowly sunk deep within her, and she scratched the table with her sharp claws, moaning and trembling as he stole her virginity. Unfortunately for her, she didn't bleed down there or else Alistar would've stopped to lick her clean, so she didn't have much time to adapt to the sensation before he started to move. He was both a beast as he didn't wait for her, but also gentle with how slow and contained he moved.

The catman kept her firmly against the table, pressing her body down on it by the back of her neck, the assuredness of his demeanor leaving no room for the little cargirl to even think about saying no. But she was too busy surviving his long and thick cock to even think of taking charge of the situation. The way her fluffy cat tail tickled his belly would've made him giggle if he had not been in this savage mood, but they'd fuck many times in the future, so this will be a detail he'd enjoy later.

Yet Alistar was still not satisfied with the amount of pleasure that was being delivered around, so he took things one step further. He bit her neck and started to gently suck off some of her blood while one hand played with a soft breast, and the other continued to play with her clit. Not only did he wish to use her to his own pleasure, but he also wanted to play with her body at the same time. He just wanted it all, everything.

At first, Shayla was content with just taking it, with being used, fucked, bent over, forced down, and drained, but as she got used to the pain and pleasure, she began to notice that there was still something else that could be improved. She was a caring woman, and even though her beast was making a mess of her insides, he still couldn't reach her heart with his cock. She wanted to feel more connected to him and to remember this moment for eternity; she wanted see his wild expression as he rammed into her like a beast.

"I want… to see you… Master," she finally whispered through heavy struggle; it was the loudest she could be as her mouth was too occupied with sensual moans.

Yes, "Master." He was her master now, and even the beast inside him could understand and be delighted upon hearing this word, so Alistar flipped her around without taking his cock out of her. With one hand, he kept her arms locked above her head, and the other played with her soft, jiggling breasts as he slowly picked up speed, beginning to slap upon her soft thighs.

Seeing her icy blue eyes appear to be on the verge of crying further aroused him, and so did the shake of her pink nipples, or the color of her reddened pussy lips as his thick cock spread them wide, and also her cute little red, pouty lips as they begged to be kissed. Even her short, layered, dark hair spread all over the table was a new sight that made his madly beating heart go even madder. This position was actually making him lose control.

He released her breast and resumed rubbing her clit as he fucked her, and the extra stimulation started to push her over the edge. Her muscles convulsed, and her moans started to break while also growing louder. It was too much and too fast; he was going to force her to cum by making her feel so much pleasure it almost hurt.

And then her pussy began to spasm, squeezing his cock in an even more pleasuring way.

"Ahn~… Ahn~… hahn~….! Hah…! Haah…! HAAAH!" Shayla screamed and her back flexed as it finally came, squirting so much fluid that even though her pussy squeezed his cock like a vice grip, he could still slide easily, but the pressure still felt amazing for him.

"Finally!" the man inside the beast exclaimed victoriously. He made the woman cum, so now he had permission to cum, too.

He bit her neck again and continued to suck on the blood while he moved his hips faster but he let off the pressure on his balls, allowing his cock to be overwhelmed with the pleasure of being inside such a wonderful woman. Now he could fully savor the ecstasy of dominating her completely, but he was previously a virgin, so the beast quickly reached climax of this session: his massive orgasm.

"HNGRRH…!" he grunted like an animal and came, filling her with so much cum it also spilled all over because he didn't stop thrusting. But now he had his moment, so he began to slow down.

"Master… Master…" Shayla begged, and released herself from Alistar's weakening grip of her wrists, then she pulled him to her and kissed him deeply while locking her legs. They didn't even notice that though both were heavily panting, they immediately stopped it once they began kissing.

But the lewd, sensuous woman wasn't fully done, and began to wriggle her hips, stimulating him. Of course, Alistar's cock hurt as every man's should after such a strong orgasm, but only for a short moment. The beast was insatiable, be it blood, flesh, or sex, and soon he was thrusting into her again.

He also learned that locking Shayla's wrist was in fact always a good idea because her nails were sharp like knives, and easily dug into his back, not that he cared or felt much until she pulled them back and licked her fingers off of his blood. Their wounds healed in no time, so there was little harm in cutting each other to taste a bit of sweet blood while fucking madly.

And after feasting earlier, they had energy to spare to fuck for hours…

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But in another area of The Slums, things were very heated though in a way that only the most degenerate of men could ever cum. The Countessa held her open fan in front of her mouth to hide the inhumanly spiteful expression she had. Not only she wanted to preserve a graceful image as befit of someone of her station, it was also a calculated move as even more fear would make the Enforcers scared into uselessness. "Ironic," she thought, as these brutes would never understand that "measured strength" was more efficient than "brute strength."

But she was merely distracting herself from the traumatic scene before her even though she dared not to look away. She never would've imagined that the scum that sometimes stuck to the bottom of her pristine red high heels would be capable of killing her beloved, her precious, her most loyal Sir Frederik Faderlig.

Something went very wrong the previous night. The bait was successful, but the body wasn't recovered, then Frederik went missing, and after a quick fly over the river, her Detector gadget found him at the bottom, headless. The one way to certainly kill her kind, and it happened beyond her protective eyes. But wait… there was something else about his body that felt odd.

"Why is his body half-eaten?" she used her sweetly cold voice like pretty dagger pressed against a throat full of vibrant red blood.

"There are fish and other creatures at the bottom of the Fingers, noble Countessa," the Officer answered like a soulless being as his bravery and balls had already vacated his body in a hurry the moment the Countessa "pressured" them into her service.

"Useless, useless, useless!" she threw a tantrum inside her mind, her hand trembling in almost uncontrollable rage. Not only did she need to coerce these drug-addicted brutes to fish Frederik's body out (as she'd never ever touch the vile water of the Fingers), but now they couldn't even notice that the marks upon his flesh were rounded like that of a human bite mark.

There was nothing to be gained by pressing him to admit this, but she was going to use them to corner the little rats that touched what they shouldn't have.

So she spoke in an inhuman tone, subtle enough the Enforcers would disbelieve their own memories, but menacing enough they'd be scared into obeying regardless of how illogical their weak minds told them this was, "We dropped a valuable vase in the Fingers and noticed an unwashed peasant jump into it to steal it from us. Frederik then went to The Slums to retrieve it from the thief, and now he's dead. Find his head, and find where he was killed."

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But, in another location, one full of relaxing incense and pleasant sounds of religious singing, an Inquisitor was interrupted from his meditations for he received urgent news.

"The Countessa is making a move. She has taken control of a platoon of Enforcers."

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