Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 68913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68913 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
“Oh, you might not think you want to, but you need to,” the Elder Bitch assured me. “Why—just look at your breasts, leaking so much nectar! And I bet your little cunny is just itching to be bred!”
I wasn’t itching, but I was feeling hot and achy and empty again and my pussy was making what seemed like an excessive amount of honey. I let the Elder Bitches lead me down to the moon pool—which was a still, quiet lake with a rocky bottom in the center of the small clearing.
“Are you sure it’s safe to get in there?” I asked, shivering. The cold spell of the night before was over, but I still didn’t like the idea of getting into a chilly lake—especially considering any body of water in Florida is likely to have gators in it.
“We had the Alphas check it,” one of the Elder Bitches promised me. “It’s all right, dearie—just walk out up to your knees and wash yourself in the water—it will purify you for the Choosing Ceremony.”
I didn’t want to do it, but by that time I was desperate to cool down. My body seemed to be going into overdrive and I understood now why it was called a Heat Cycle—I was hot and needy all over!
“All right,” I said and did as she ordered. Two of the Elder Bitches waded out with me and used specially carved wooden bowls to scoop up the cold water and pour it over my body.
It was surprisingly refreshing. Florida has a lot of underground freshwater springs and I figured that one of them must be feeding this little pool.
I was cooled off and shivering by the time I stepped out again. The Elder Bitches dried me with fluffy towels and then escorted me from the smaller clearing to the larger one.
The larger clearing was already filling with mated pairs and also Unmated Alphas. A few of them had already changed to their partially Shifted forms and I shivered when I saw them. Just as Cole had said, they looked like wolfmen—covered in fur with a wolf’s head and paws, but still somehow walking on their hind legs like men.
One of the wolfmen Alphas caught a look at me and started panting, his long pink tongue hanging out of his wolf’s jaws like a dog salivating over a juicy bone—only I was the bone, I realized. Even worse, I saw the furry pouch at his crotch quiver and then a long, thick, red cock suddenly emerged. It had a fist-sized knot at the base of it and it looked bigger than anything I’d ever had inside me before.
“Oh my God!” I gasped, staring at the wolfman’s enormous cock. Surely he couldn’t intend to fit that thing inside me!
One of the Elder Bitches saw where I was looking and squeezed my arm.
“Don’t you worry, dearie,” she murmured soothingly. “I know it’s frightening, but the Choosing Stone will give you the energy to bear it. You’ll get through the ceremony just fine—just like we all did.” She nodded at the other Elder Bitches who nodded back at her.
It was small comfort knowing that all the women here in the clearing had already undergone the ritual I was about to participate in. I still didn’t see how I could bear to have that monstrous cock thrust deep in my pussy! Let alone five, ten, or even fifteen more like it!
And yet, even as I thought that, I felt my pussy quiver and ache with emptiness. I felt even hotter now than I had before Cole had shifted to his Wolf form and licked me! His Alpha compounds must have worn off completely because I was aching to be bred.
“Ah—smell that? Her scent just got hotter,” one of the Elder Bitches said to another knowingly.
“It’s because she saw one of the Partially Shifted and her body’s reacting,” the one by my side said. She squeezed my arm. “Now you see the wisdom of the Choosing Ceremony, dearie. When a female reaches the peak of her Heat Cycle for the first time, it’s very difficult for a single male to satisfy her. She needs many different cocks thrust in her pussy to ease her need before she can finally yield to the one she wants to mate her.”
“It’s true,” another Elder Bitch sighed. “The females of our Pack are difficult to satisfy. One male alone has to work himself nearly to death to help a female in her Heat—that’s why it’s better for the Alphas to share the load between them.”
I thought of how the Alpha guard who had brought Cole and me to the Pack Grounds had talked about breeding his half sister over and over again. Was that why he had to keep repeating the breeding? Because he was one Wolf alone trying to do the job of many?