Sorry this took me so long!!! Long few days at work
Chapter 16 - I'M SO Hungryyyy
HOLY BEAR JIZ!
I was so hungry, so fucking hungry. I grumbled and rubbed my swollen belly. It had only been about three months since I’d gotten pregnant and I already had such a big baby bump. I’d been eating double what I’d usually eat. Zora had drug a full doe to the den yesterday and I don’t remember much about eating it until I was on my back and full to capacity. So you know, a food coma is a real thing. My mate was accommodating even though I think I was being overwhelming. I couldn’t seem to help the hunger I felt. I wanted to eat so many squirrels— at one point Koda had help me catch them to shut me up. There was so many dead bodies by the time we finished. I felt a little guilty eating that many, it was like squirrel genocide— I think I ate them all. Their dead little eyes were judging me and I had to agree that I was turning into a raging fat ass.
“I’m sooooo hungry.” I whinned.
“You’re making little ones. Well they probably won’t be little with you and Alpha as their parents.” Dey said while she cleaned her youngest cubs face. The little grey pup looked miserable, with a scrunched up face and wide open mouth as her mom cleaned her teeth. Yeah that sucked.
“You’re getting fat.” Naga griped from beside us as she chewed on a large hog bone. Wonder if she’d share that with me. Wait, No, what?
“I am not fat, it’s the pups!” Right? I rubbed my hand over my swollen belly. Oh mother, maybe she was right, maybe I was getting fat?
“I haven’t seen any squirrels lately, we were going to teach the pups to hunt small game. I wonder what happened to them all?” Sorra, one of the she wolves with pups said from the other side of Dey. She, like a few of the other wolves had begun hanging around me more often. After that night a month ago with Naga in the woods more of the pack had begun to talk to me, and let me in. I hadn’t questioned my fortune. If they suddenly wanted to let me in I wasn’t going to look the hungry grizzly in the mouth.
“Ira ate them all.” Dey said with a chuckle.
“I didn’t eat them all!” I hope I didn’t eat them all. Was that even possible?
“The whole pack is going to starve because you’re pregnant.” Naga muttered as she continued to chew on her bone.
“Oh it’s not that bad Naga, don’t be mean. When you were pregnant with Azya you barely moved past the doe’s laid at your paws. Besides, I remember when Vey was pregnant, he also ate quite a bit. I think it was building all those pups of his! He’d had such a big litter.” That piped my interest.
“Dey, what were Vey’s pups like? Were they like me?” I’d been meaning to ask her, but I had been putting it off. I was afraid to know. What if they were born like me? Would they be lucky enough to find a mate? I had more hope they’d be accepted since the pack was starting to open up to me, but it would never been the same as what a normal wolf would have.
Dey licked her pups muzzle and released her to run off with the others, a fond expression on her canine face. “Vey’s young were born just like every wolf. Their pups were quite average in size, he just had a very large litter, over ten. I never found out if they had another form. Vey passed soon after their birth and I didn't remain in the pack.” Her ears lay flat against her skull as the sad memories seem to take her spirit on a journey back so many years ago.
I hadn’t wanted to ask before, but I wanted to know so I opened my mouth and let out the question I hadn’t asked her since she’d told me about Vey. “How did he die?”
Dey sighed. “I had left the pack before Vey died, to travel and on my own. I’d come back sometime later and I’d found out Vey had died in an attack. The pack wouldn’t talk about it much, I had to go to Vey's mate Tovu to find out what had happened to my litter mate. He’d said he’d been murdered but they didn’t know by who or what.” Dey shook her head sadly, a noticeable tremble ran up her spine as the hair on her back rose. “What happened to Vey wasn’t an accident. I don’t know if a lone wolf saw him and killed him because of what he was, but I know deep in my heart it wasn’t some random accident.” The older she wolf’s voice trembled as she spoke.
I couldn’t imagine losing Koda or any of my other siblings that way. Even after they’d abandon me I still couldn’t imagine them being brutally killed. The idea made a twinge of pain radiate through my heart. After all these years Dey still carried the scars of her litter mates death, and I know I would to if I’d been in the same situation. I could only wonder if she was right and if Vey had been murdered because he was different. Or had he been somewhere at the wrong place at the wrong time? “I’m sorry, Dey. I can’t imagine how painful that is for you.”
“It was a long time ago. It’s better to remember the good.” Dey said with a bright smile, chasing her sorrow away with her bright personality.
“We all lose someone we love. It’s part of living.” Sorra added.
Naga snorted. “Only a weak pack would let their members be murdered. That’s why we have to find those wolves that killed Comira. We can’t be like them.” The she wolf growled deep in her chest, as she stared off into the woods. Her yellow gaze was off in the direction of where Comira had been found.
An unwarranted shiver raced down my spine as I felt the odd sensation of eyes watching me. I couldn’t see or smell anything, but the odd sensation clung to my fur like a tick sucking the blood out of me. It was there nagging me, from that same place, calling me. I could sense something—
“Alpha will protect us. Isn’t that right Ira?” Sorra asked.
“Uh, oh, of course.” What in squirrels nut had that been? I shook my head and the odd daze I’d been in started to fade. The she wolves continued to talk about something else and I drowned them out. My gut clenched and I stared back towards the forest where Comira had been found. Had it all been in my head?
My alpha was stressed. I could tell by the way he sat tense beside me in our den. It was late, the pack was asleep other than the wolves who kept watch during the night. I’d eaten my weight in meat today and I think I was halfway to a food coma, but my alpha’s tension worried me. He was so unlikely to be fazed by anything it was unsettling to see him so distressed. Gently I ran my hand over his back and shoulders, his smooth flesh warm under my palm. A part of me knew he would change into his second form more often for me, because it wasn’t normal for a wolf to spend more time in their second form than their fourth. I loved that he did for me, that he wanted to, and I wanted to do things to make him happy. Special things that were only for him. “Zora, do you have a belly ache?” It was quite possible he had one and his tension was just discomfort. A rough sigh escaped him as his muscles tensed even further. So, it probably wasn’t a belly ache then.
“I can not find anything. Not a single indication of their presence. Their smell scatters faster than any wolves, and their tracks disappear whenever we find them. I am chasing my tail.” Zora looked over his shoulder at me, his hard black eyes troubled. It caused my belly to cramp, but I help back the anxiety. He had worked hard to find the wolves that had killed Comira, leaving early and coming back late. It had been a fruitless effort for the past month and I could see the toll it was taking out on my mate. The pack depended on him to defend them, to give them answers, but who did my alpha turn to when he was struggling in a rapid current of events? Me that’s who!
I pulled him forcefully to the skins and had his sprawled out on his back among the soft furs. “I am not a good tracker or warrior, but I would like to help you in the only way I can.” What I was going to do for him will not find the blood wolves, but it would debauche my mate to the point of unconscious. Zora’s black eyes widened a little before a frisky smile curled his lips.
“What do you have in mind my mate?”
Good question. What did I have in mind? He was always the aggressor whenever we tied, so where did I start? I could suck him like — oh maybe not with the teeth and all — hmmm oh oh oh I just had the best idea, but than squirrels dying at my feet good! “Turn over please?” Did I really make that command into a question?
Zora snorted out a chuckle but rotated to his hands and knees, his round taunt rear offered up to me like the best dinner choice ever. A low rumbled rushed out of me, yeah I was loving this idea a lot. I was actually drooling. Oh thank you mother that he couldn’t see my face right now. I glided my hand over his back again, but this time it was more meaningful. I wanted to chase away his stress, and take away all the control for a few moments so that he could breath. That was what a good mate should do, and I was going to be the best mate ever. My hand skimmed down his back all the way to his rump, that beautiful round muscular rump— FOCUS IRA. He’d never been in this position before, I think I was going a little crazy staring at him in such a submissive pose. My body was already flushed and my breaths coming out in hot puffs. If I didn’t get control I was going to erupt all over his back. That would be pretty embarrassing, right up there with some of my top five most embarrassing moments. (1. Running into a tree and knocking it over in front of the entire pack. 2. Peeing on the old pack alpha when I didn’t see him - that one had been really bad. 3. My pack mistaking me for a bear numerous times. 4. Killing a deer with my face - you remember that I’m sure cause I haven’t forgotten. 5. Koda having to pull an entire porcupine off of my rump. Yeah the entire animal was stuck to me.)
I shook my head. I could do this! Leaning down I licked the patch of skin right above my mates rear. The taste of sweat, earth and pheromones was intoxicating. My eyes might have actually crossed. So I licked a little lower and lower and lower. Zora whinned. I was so shocked I stopped. My alpha had whined with pleasure, for me?
“Do not stop Ira.” He panted and looked over his shoulder, black eyes clouded with the same lust I was drunk on.
He didn’t have to ask me twice. I dove back in my tongue lapping at his hole like it was the best thing since cheese. It was intoxicating and I think I was losing track of time as I licked him all over. Zora pushed back into my searching tongue and I couldn’t help but tremble every time. I wanted to tie, but I wanted to tie him. Was that not something I could do? I really wanted to do that. “Alpha can I—” Moose farts this was hard to ask.
Zora looked over his shoulder again, black eyes burning as a loud growl rumbled out of him. The fierce sound almost made me back away, but his words stopped me. “Do not wait Ira it is torture.” He lifted his lovely ass higher, inviting me.
Oh mother, the after life was real and I was in it. Don’t black out, don’t black out. I wanted this so bad I think there was a high possibility I actually might die before I was in him. Blanketing his back with my own I lined my hips up with his lush rear and— Oh yes yes yes yes. Alpha growled deep as his body sucked me into the hottest best place ever. Now I was the one whimpering and panting.
“Move Ira.” Zora demanded with a hard growl.
“Yes alpha!” Oh, I moved. I wanted to move forever. There was tight warmth engulfing my body in all the right places, squeezing almost painfully but just enough to make me keep moving. Was this how my mate felt when he was inside of me? No wonder he wanted to do this all the time! It was just as pleasurable this way as it was the other way. Another loud growl escaped me as the burning pressure started to creep up my spine and build in my— oh that feels really good! I buried my muzzle in Zora’s neck, the scent of him arousing me even more than the physical pleasure (but not by much). I wanted that scent inside of me, I wanted to roll in it to reek of it. I wanted every wolf to know it was mine and only mine. I wanted to mark him. The growls that escaped me became more frenzied, louder. Saliva pooled in my mouth, lubricating my tongue and teeth. He was mine. I would show them—
“UGH IRA!” Zora barked and I latched onto his shoulder, imbedding my fangs into his soft flesh without any hesitation. Blood splashed over my tongue and slid down my throat in a warm flood. It pushed me over as the most amazing wave of pleasure washed over my body. Mine, my mate, my mate, my brain kept on like a bad chase of catch your tail on repeat. Nothing seeped in past the amazing tingling sensations and the possessive taste ownership sliding down my throat. It was his painful sounds brought me back to reality like a rock to my skull. “IRA! Release me!” Zora panted painfully.
Gasping I let him go and fell away. What the fuck had just happened? Zora kneeled on the furs clutching his bloody shoulder. No not just bloody, ravaged broken flesh from where my teeth and buried deep into him. I’d done that. My heart clenched hard in my chest and my gut revolted at the sight. How had I done that? Everything had been fine. A pained whine mewled out of me as I started to hyperventilate. I’d never had a panic attack before, but I’m pretty sure I was experiencing one. “I didn’t- I didn’t m-mean—” Bear tits! I couldn’t breath. How could I have done that to my Zora? I loved him!
Strong hands grabbed at my muzzle, muffled words barking through my panicked haze. “Ira, it is fine. It was instinct.” My alpha rubbed his face against my jaw.
I took a chunk out of his shoulder like a hungry bear and he was reassuring me? What was wrong with me? I could have killed him in this form, in any form. Overwhelming fear made me wrap my arms around him and hold him tight to my body. He didn’t protest and let me hold onto him as I rode the waves of terror. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” I lapped at the wound, cleaning off the blood that was beginning to dry.
“It was instinct. You have not marked me before. I should have known you would. The wound will heal, you did nothing wrong.” Zora soothed me.
“I hurt you.” There was no doubt about that, his shoulder looked like he’d been bitten by a really big bear.
“It will scar,” he agreed, pulling out of my embrace to look at the deep teeth marks.
Oh mother no! I’d scared him. I’d physically mutilated my alpha while we were tying. I was beyond shit, I was drool, no I was a gnat, a useless gnat who ruined his mate. “Mate, I’m so sorry. I love you, I didn’t mean to bite you.” I licked at his jawline.
“Calm, my omega. It was instinct, and I have experienced worse pain. I will be careful when I allow you to mount me next time.” He smirked and rubbed my ears and head soothing my roaring panic to a bearable stream.
The fear was still there. Deep inside I’d wanted to bite him with every fiber of my being. I’d wanted to mark him so no wolf or creature would dare take him away from me. He was mine. I almost growled again as the possessive urges washed over me again.
My alpha pulled me back to our pelts and laid us out on our sides, him not on the bad shoulder. Never in all of my twenty years had I wanted to posses something as much as I did him. I’d prefered if my instincts had wanted me to pee on him instead of scar him for life. I licked at the wound again, cleaning more of the dry blood. Thank mother I could have pups because he’d probably get rid of me if all I did was mutilate him. Zora hummed contentedly as I bathed the bite mark, soothing some of the burn that was likely still there. “I love you, and I’m sorry.”
“I do not regret being marked, Ira. I am your mate, and I want everyone to know I am yours as much as you are mine.” He sighed and closed his eyes. The whole point of me tying with him had been to take away the stress in his life, but somehow I’d made even the most pleasurable thing stressful. I tucked my head under his chin as he dozed off to sleep. My stomach rumbled loudly, echoing through the small space and waking Zora up. “Ignore that.” I said sheepishly.
Dangling duck dongs I was a pain in the ass.
I woke up to the sounds of murmuring. My alpha wasn’t beside me, that much I could tell. What time was it? Oh mother, what about his shoulder? Sitting up quickly I tried to ignore the very very loud growl my stomach made. It was like I had little monsters in there begging for food 24/7. The murmuring got louder outside of the den, louder than my growling stomach. Something was going on out there and I needed to get up and find out what. That and find my alpha.
I got up from our pelts and walked out into the bright morning sunshine. The pack was gathered around the edges of the forest, talking loudly in panicked tones. Something was really wrong. I moved between the wolves in all different forms. Where was my alpha? Koda? Alloy? I looked through the crowd to find them. “What’s going on?” I asked. “Where is alpha?” There was desperation filling my voice as I began to panic. The pack kept talking.
“What did this?”
“Why did they do this?”
“What are we going to do?”
It wasn’t until I got to the front of the group that I saw it. My alpha stood next to a pile of dead deer. A large pile. My stomach growled again as I looked at the deer meat piled up so teasingly. Zora looked down at the pile of dead animals, his black eyes stormy. The stress I’d seen in his body the night before was there now, along with the wound I’d inflicted on him. To say I was confused was an understatement. Where had the dead deer come from? Why was the pack so worried? “Alpha?” Zora looked at me with troubled eyes before looking down at the pile again.
That was when I noticed the smell. It was much stronger than the smell of blood seeping into the ground. Urine. Whoever, or whatever had done this had pissed all over their kill.
“You only piss on things you don’t want others to have.” Koda said from beside me, uncommonly in his second form.
“When did this happen?” Weren’t there wolves keeping an eye on the dens at night?
“We can’t find the wolves who were watching the dens last night. This was all we found this morning.” Alloy spoke up from beside my sibling.
Zora didn’t say anything, as the pack continued to talk.
Now some shit is hitting the fan. Ira, you shouldn't bite you have big teeth...
I'm so curious to hear where you guys think this is going lol I have this plot in my head and then I wonder what you guys have plotted