The Prophecy Unfolds: Dragon Queen (12 page)

Using
one of the towels that had once again mysteriously appeared in the
bathroom. I dried myself. Someone must have brought them whilst I
slept. As I moved back to sit on the side of the bed I noticed
something beside me.

Nearby
lay on the bed was a diaphanous full length shift. Virtually
see-through with a split up the side. Translucent and gossamer-like –
it reminded me of a fairy's wings as it reflected the light in the
room. Shimmering. I had nothing else to wear so I shrugged and put
the garment on. Noting as pulled it over my head how perfectly it
fitted. Split on the right hand side so that my right leg was
displayed from just above my hip. Walking toward the mirror I
realised that with no underwear on other parts of me were also on
display.

I
then heard the key turn in the lock followed by footsteps hurriedly
moving away. So I stood there listening a little while longer before
I decided to investigate. With caution I turned the handle then
opened the door with a slight creak. Standing there listening once
more, debating my next course of action.

Dressed
in only the white transparent shift and barefoot. I paced nervously
outside the door.

Hearing
scuffling from down the corridor to my right my gut reaction was to
head left. Along an empty passageway where I began to pick up speed
in earnest. Hearing the harsh breathing of someone or something
coming towards me I began to run. Really run as if my life depended
upon it. Spotting three doors ahead of me at the end of the corridor.
On autopilot I tried all three in turn but only one was unlocked.

Damn
I thought
They planned this.

Looking
over my shoulder anxiously I spotted two shapes headed my way. This
was where they obviously intended me to go. This was a set up.

Fuck
I thought
I walked right
into their trap

Now
I was not only anxious but suddenly realised that I was also very
excited. Realising that the thrill of the chase excited me.

I
threw myself through the open door and almost fell head long down a
flight of stairs. Luckily I just managed to grab the handrail saving
myself at the last moment. Quickly I descended into a dimly lit room.

It
was a gym. I could make out the outline of some loose weights and
dumbbells stacked along a long, mirrored wall. Various other objects
were scattered around the room. This was obviously where the pack
came to exercise. In desperation I looked for some place to hide. My
heart felt like it was about to burst out of my chest as it was
beating so loud and fast. Sweating badly the shift stuck to my body
like a second skin. Perspiration trickled down my back. My hair damp.
Able to discern the smell of my own arousal and excitement perfuming
the air.

Oh
my God
I thought,
I
had only changed a little and my sense of smell wasn't as keen as the
two werewolves I was sure were in pursuit. They would sniff me out in
an instant.

Spotting
some large shapes in the far corner of the room I made my way across.
Reaching them quickly I moved behind some crates. Squatting down as
best I could. Trying to slow my hammering heart to no avail. Hunkered
down in an attempt to make myself as small as I could. Hugging my
knees with my arms.

The
door creaked slowly open and I heard what must have been the sound of
claws, snick, snick softly down the wooden stairs. Shivering,
goosebumps forming across my skin as I did my best to hold myself
still. Senses on high alert .

Discerning
their approach but unable to see them. Absolutely certain that they
could smell me because I could certainly smell them. Their smell
assaulted my olfactory senses pungent yet strangely alluring. I
swallowed instinctively as my mouth began to water. My mouth watering
wasn't my only problem. They were moving up behind me and I sensed
there was no escape but I had to try. Make one last attempt to evade
capture. I stalled as I realised another part of my anatomy was
reacting to the strong musky scent. Overpowering my other senses.

Lifting
my head a little I looked slowly to one side. There eyes shining like
golden globes in the dim light stood the outline of a huge beast. I
could see it's hot fetid breath emanating from it's dripping maw.
It's eyes fixed firmly in my direction.I heard the other werewolf
moving up behind me and knew there was no escape. But I had to try.

I
shot up like a coiled spring and landed easily on top of the highest
crate. Astonishing myself in the process.
Moving as agilely as
a cat I bounded upwards with little effort. Quickly leapt down and
shot
across the room trying to reach the far
side. Toward the stairs and the possibility of freedom.

Before
I even had a chance to reach the bottom step I was grabbed and flung
sideways. I heard growling and was once again up on my feet moving
away from the creature. Unfortunately straight into the maw of the
other wolf.

Panting
hard. Then realised, that I too was growling and snarling.
I
could smell their musk more clearly as I inhaled deeply. Closed my
eyes briefly relishing the aroma.

The
wolf in front of me began to transform back in to the familiar shape
of Vanda. I realised that the
wolf behind me must be Leon.
Close enough that I could feel his hot moist breath on my neck. Where
the hair stood to attention as I discovered that I was sandwiched
between the two of them. Leon proceeded to engulf me in strong
muscular arms pulling me backwards against his chest.

His
naked body damp with perspiration. Hot to the touch. Vanda moved
closer and as Leon began to kiss, nip and lap at my neck Vanda
reached forward and just the nails on his hands transformed. Sharp
talons tore down the front of my shift like a hot knife through
butter. He proceeded to slice through the shoe string straps and
finally the three of us stood naked.

Hands
pinched and rolled my left breast as Vanda's head descended taking my
right breast into his mouth never once breaking eye contact. My back
bowed in response. Gasping as kisses, nips and bites were delivered
across my back and breasts in turn.

Eyes
closed I groaned as they began to play with me. My pussy clenching in
response as it flooded with my nectar. I could smell my own musk
driving their passion. I fell backwards my legs now unable to hold
me. Lifted and placed upon the mats laid on the
floor adjacent
to the crates I had so futilely hidden behind.

I
realised that neither had fully transformed back to their human forms
as soft downy fur was evident and razor sharp teeth grazed my skin.
Yet it was so obvious to me now which werewolf was which. One with
his golden pelt the other much darker.

Leon
kissed me on the lips plundering my mouth gaining access easily.
Caught up in the moment I offered no resistance. Hands tweaked my
nipples and cupped my breasts as they took turns to use their teeth
and tongue with good effect.

Vanda
pinned my legs apart with his powerful arms and began lapping at my
pussy like a cat eating cream. Long licks up and down the folds of my
labia and circling my clit. Pushing his long agile tongue up and into
me. Using his fingers, opening me in order to nibble and suck on my
clitoris. Tasting me as if I was some rare delicacy.

Now
it was my turn to reach and touch them. Their erections growing
before my eyes. Wanting to touch them. More than that. I wanted them
both inside me, I ached to be filled by them.

My
face began grew hotter building towards my first orgasm. A tidal wave
building inside of me. I even tried to turn around wanting them to
mount me but they held me firmly in place giving me no respite. My
back arched off the floor as my orgasm hit. Screaming as wave after
wave engulfed me but neither of them let up. Trying to squirm free
unable to endure it but they were insistent and unstoppable. I
shuddered as one orgasm followed another.

They
gave me a moment of respite but an instant later I was lifted and
flipped so that I now lay on top of Vanda. He thrust his cock into me
with such force I grunted.

I
could feel Leon against my back as he gathered the juices that had
run freely down my inner thigh to coat my virgin anus. Steadily he
began to massage the area pushing in first one finger then two.
Thrusting fingers into me in time with the thrusts of Vanda's cock.
Sensations flooded my body. Three fingers were then inserted using
more of my cum as I could feel the fingers stretching me. Stinging a
little initially but exciting me. An equal mixture of pain and
pleasure.

Vanda
grabbed my hips like a vice and pulled out a little as I felt Leon's
cock enter my virgin hole. Each thrust in by Vanda was followed by a
thrust by Leon. Moving now in tandem in and out. Faster and harder. I
felt so full engorged by their cocks as sweat ran freely between my
breasts and down my back.

My
hair stuck to my skull. I would arch my back lifting my bottom then
push back so they could fill me to the hilt. Vanda hitting my cervix
like a hammer. The rhythm increased and they both shot their hot seed
in to me as they entered me one last time. Their teeth elongating as
both bit savagely into either side of my neck. Venom coursing through
me like molten lava. My screams echoed on and on across the compound.
Vanda and Leon howling out their pleasure and release.

I
had never felt such pain and pleasure simultaneously. I could hear
new voices in my head although they weren't making much sense, I knew
they would be those of my two new mates. We lay there spent. Three
people now joined as one. Especially as they were both still inside
me.

Vanda
pulled out kissing me thoroughly. Leon slid out then picked me up. We
ascended the stairs back up the corridor. Back to the bedroom I had
so recently escaped from. He lay me on the soft bed and both went
quickly in the bathroom to clean up. The whole scene then began anew
as they swapped roles. Leon lapping at my now ultra sensitive and
swollen labia and clit as Vanda teased and bit at my breasts.

When
in the final throes of mating this time as they both filled me with
their seed and bit down on my neck I felt on fire. The venom
circulating my body now threefold. I was incandescent. My veins were
alight, aflame. At the peak of this I threw back my head and howled
long and hard. My body was overwhelmed with the sensations of both
the multiple couplings and orgasms, I wanted them to take me again
and again which they did until we all collapsed and fell asleep with
exhaustion.

I
woke to giggling and laughing and thought I was dreaming. I opened my
eyes and the room was
filled with the numerous females of the
pack. I recognised some from my first stay there, and realised there
were about twelve of them. Zarina was laughing and joking with the
others and then I could see why.

The
whole bedroom looked like a snowstorm had hit as feathers were spread
across the room. In our fervour we must have split the pillows and as
the girls walked through the breeze of their passing made the
feathers fly around. They covered every single surface in the room.

“
Come
on lazy bones, time to get ready for the feast. But first we must
clean up this mess ready for the final event. We are all starving and
want to eat now.” giggled Zarina.

I
could hear the tub filling and Zarina grabbed my hand and pulled me
along behind her to the bathroom. I was helped in to the tub yawning
a little as I did and sat in the bubbles. Someone began to wash my
hair as others sponged my body. I looked around and Zarina introduced
me to the tall muscular blonde washing my hair.

“
This
is Syrah.”

Syrah
smiled in response, nodded and continued to lather up my hair
massaging my scalp, with her firm fingers. Jugs of clean water were
fetched over and I was bid stand as they rinsed off both my hair and
body.

Stepping
out into soft fluffy towels many hands rubbed and patted me dry.
Fragrant oils were then massaged into my skin and the tangles were
teased from my hair. The last time someone bathed me was my mother as
a small child. Although I seemed to take all this attention in my
stride.