The Pixies' Chosen: Mated to the Monster: Season 2 by Sanders SJ

Author:Sanders, SJ
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-26T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

HAVOC

Iscowl as I fly among the trees, the occasional caw of a crow following after me. The birds are a collective nuisance. First it was just one or two, but now six linger among the trees forcing me to time my hunts for the earlier hours when the light is dim. That is fine with me—this is my preferred time to hunt. The days are too hot and too bright in this world to enjoy the activity without the shelter of the thick growth of trees that always sheltered us in the Dark Forest. At least the chilly breeze as if ghostly fingertips are walking over one’s own skin is a familiar one, and the long shadows of the pale light of the early hour can be deceptively close to the glades in the kinder parts of the forest.

I would take a moment to find a place to bask and soak in the early light, but the issue of the crows bothers me for some reason I cannot put a finger on, and because of that I do not wish to be so far away for too long should something happen. In any case, I have to hunt to provide for my nest brother and a hungry queen.

My lip curls slightly in a sneer at the thought, but it is a halfhearted effort. The nest I had helped build now smells strongly of their mating and because it appeals to me far too much for my comfort, I spend hours far from it scouting and hunting even as it makes my heart grow heavy with longing. I am an outsider in the nest, and I feel that keenly, but I battle still against the instinct that insists to draw close and sink my pricks into the heat that would join me once more to my hive. I can’t even sleep in the same nest now without being plagued by dreams. It has gotten so bad that I have taken to sleeping on an uncomfortable mound of cloth thrown haphazardly on her couch while their scents rise tantalizingly from where they curl up together in the nest.

And it is worse now after days of their rutting. Tryst’s scent has mingled so thoroughly with hers, and the sweetness of her own scent has ripened to such a degree that it now invades my dreams, and his pleasure in mating disturbs my days through the hive bond. It has gotten to the point that I am now fantasizing of piercing her soft body with my cocks and drowning its depths with stream upon stream of my seed. And then I would pierce Tryst’s body and plow them both together as his cocks rock in and out of her with my every thrust into the tight clasp of his ass.

Groaning, I drop down in a relaxed crouch onto a tree branch and swipe a hand down my face as I thrust the fantasy away yet again for the dozenth time since rising. My

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