Amara and Rath's Tale
This story is rated for Readers Over 16 for sexual situations and violence
More and more people were coming to Prospect to live, and the wolves were getting hard pressed to protect them all. There were too many demons that were a lot more powerful that the wolves or the wolf demons. The swords and spears that the villagers had did nothing against a demon. You almost had to hack a demon to pieces to stop it and a spear wound or sword cut didn't even slow it down.
Kadama put a moratorium on the size of the village and allowed no more people to move to Prospect. That meant that everyone else in the valley was fair game. Something had to be done, but I could think of only one thing to do - bind another demon - and that was not something I even wanted to think about.
So the months passed, and I tried not to hear the tales of the many deaths outside of Prospect and tried to drown out the pleas of the people who begged to move to the village. Soon their pleas would be the furthest thing from my mind. Before I knew it, I was 14. I was beginning to fill out, my hips were getting curves and my breasts were real breasts, not just tiny lumps. Small, but at least having a form to them. I knew that both Rath and Kala were very aware of my body, but neither said a thing. They did not want to frighten me in any way. But we all knew that time was up.
It happened two months after my birthday, I felt something sticky and wet between my legs and when I went to change my clothes, they were bloody. I fled to the bathing area and sat there on the floor, crying. My time had come. No one disturbed me and after a while, I washed and came out. Both Rath and Kala were waiting, very worried looks on their faces. They knew.
Rath guided me to a chair on the porch and wrapped a blanket around me. Kala brought me tea. Why were they treating me like an invalid? Then I realized that they just trying to show concern and be gentle, and didn't know any other way to express it. The morning passed and Kala did not ask me to go with him as usual. In the afternoon, the same thing happened with Rath. I knew why. Now they would use my body instead of their own hands.
Rath prepared dinner and brought it to me, where I was still sitting on the porch. Kala brought more tea and they watched me eat. They didn't say anything, but they also never let me out of their sight. For three days they cared for me, waiting for my blood to stop its flow.Waiting for the time when they could use me.
It was the evening of the third night and I had stopped bleeding around noon. Suddenly Kala stood up and said goodnight, then disappeared into the night. I looked at Rath, wondering what had happened. "Tomorrow is his night." Rath said. Unspoken were the words "and tonight was his." I nodded and stood up. Okay, there was no way to avoid this so just plunge ahead.
I stood and walked into the house, leaving the dishes in the sink unwashed for the first time. I walked into the bedroom and Rath followed.
I sat on the bed and he sat next to me and took me in his arms. He kissed me, a gentle kiss at first, and then deepened with his passion. I felt a little flutter of fear that I pushed away quickly. He began to undress me, revealing my breasts. He cupped them in his long hands and bent down to gently kiss their tips. He licked them, sending little shivers down my spine.
Rath slipped my shift and undergarments off so that I was completely nude, but he didn't stare or even look, just continued kissing my breasts, while he removed his own clothing. Then his hand pressed against the mound between my legs, stroking the soft hair that had recently grown there, and then he slipped a finger between. He gently touched a tiny fold of flesh and delicious shivers ran down my entire body. He made my toes tingle.
Never once had it occurred to me that I would actually like what was going to happen. His mouth replaced his hands, and his tongue dipped deep to find the same spot that his fingers had. The feelings he was creating in me were very unexpected and very wonderful. All feelings of fear disappeared and I opened my legs to him without even realizing that I had done so. His gentle fingers opened me further and he fitted his mouth over me, licking and nibbling.
Heat flushed through my body as he awoke my passion and I moaned in response to his touch. I felt a finger push inside, but it didn't hurt. Then he added a second finger, gently pushing in as far as he could, opening me, preparing me.
When Rath deemed me ready, he changed positions, cradling me in his arms, lifting my hips to his own. I put my arms around his neck and held him tightly. I felt him at my entrance and then he pushed inside. My body stretched around him as he entered. There was a moment of pain as he pushed through my maidenhood, but it quickly disappeared. The movement I had seen his body perform for years now matched my own and he thrust in and out, gaining speed. With a muffled cry, Rath released and I felt the warmth of his seed inside me. His body grew heavy as he lost his strength and his weight came down on me, but he kept the bulk of it distributed to his arms and knees. He was still deep inside and I didn't want him to pull out ever. He belonged to me completely and I liked that feeling.
I had always had power over them, but it was different now. Before I had lived with the fear in the background, always hovering there in the darkness of my mind, but now there was nothing more to fear. I was no longer a child afraid of the dark; I was a young woman with an incredible power. I liked it!
The next night was Kala's turn and he was a little rougher than Rath, which I expected. He started with my breasts just as Rath had done, but quickly went to more intimate places. He guided me to all fours on the bed, then pressed my shoulders down, so my hips were left in the air. Like a dog in heat. Going behind me, he pushed my legs apart and then began to lick me, but from behind. He pressed in deep, giving off little whimpering noises. With his hands on my hips, he lifted my legs clear off the bed, as he hungrily devoured me. I looked down and saw his penis stiffly jutting from between his legs. It was no longer frightening; it was now desirable. And what he was doing with his mouth was creating wonderful little shivers of pleasure deep inside. A crescendo of pleasure was building inside and I gripped the blanket tightly. With a shuddering moan, I stiffened, and pressed my body hard against his mouth, releasing a clear liquid. Kala licked it up, tasting my very essence. Then, panting loudly, he knelt behind me to push his swollen length completely inside in one quick thrust. Kala began thrusting with powerful little jerks until he climaxed. Two more hard thrusts emptied him and then he fell limply to his side, slipping out of me. Kala lay there, still panting, his eyes glazed.
I wanted more.
I reached for his penis, stroking the soft tip until he began to respond. He gave a little moan and then spread his legs apart. I cradled his balls, kneading them like I seen him do every day for three years. His penis hardened under my touch and he closed his eyes with the pleasure of it. Kala liked being in back of me, probably a wolf thing, but I had no problem with that at all, just as long as he was inside of me. Over and over I reached for him, until he could no longer respond, and lay there draped over the bed, totally exhausted. I pulled his head onto the pillow and curled up into his arms, but he was already fast asleep.
The next morning, two more bedrooms were added to our little house, one for each of them. Our original room became my bedroom. Every night, taking turns, one of them would share my bed. I couldn't seem to get enough of them and soon they began to think about a third male. Even being with me every other night was exhausting them, and on their "night," they would end up sleeping half the day away trying to recuperate. Sex was not the problem; the problem was that I used them until there was nothing left in them, over and over, until they were limp rags of flesh. I didn't seem to ever get tired even though I climaxed numerous times. They make sure of that - trying desperately to tire me so that they could rest. It didn't work. Perhaps it was my power that fed me strength.
So they tried to think of a third male. One that had a lot of men and beasts like Kala did; a demon lord to expand the area of protection. I could hear them putting forth a name, then discussing it and finally discarding it.
One night about a month after that first time with Rath, they came to me. This time with a name: Zarra.
"Who is he?" I asked.
Rath sat down on the porch at my feet, taking one small foot in his hand and kissing the top of it. It was his night and he was beginning to feel the need of me. Getting nothing more from him, I turned to Kala.
"Zarra is a demon clan lord like me, but of a large predator cat. There are lots of them, but they only come down to the edges of the valley. We cannot bring him here. We would have to go to him, but it would not be very far into the mountains. He lives in the mountains, but on the valley side. I could have my wolves track him and then we could approach him and you could use your power on him. You would have to be fast before his cats attacked. They would tear my wolves to pieces."
They must be getting desperate to offer this dangerous plan. I told them that and they protested that they tried to think of someone who came down to the valley, but most of the demons who attacked the valley were lower class and solitary demons. Zarra was the only one they could think of who was close by and fit our needs perfectly.
Standing up, I said, "Okay, let's do it. Kala, have your wolves track him." Kala nodded and I took Rath's hand, "Come on, it's bedtime for us."