Those In The Forest

Part 25: Ivy

"These one-on-ones seem like a trap," I said in greeting.

Reagan just raised a brow at me, and I sat down in front of her. Trap or no, I'm going to do this for her. If this is what she needs for her feelings to progress, I'm a hundred percent down as long as she's honest with both me and herself.

"Please elaborate." She leaned over the table, awaiting my response.

"We are all a week away from our rut. We will be absolutely feral but contained to a certain point. You... you have come up with this game. It was a game we all decided we needed really desperately to win because losing is just torture. You get us alone, weed us out, find out our life stories, and then what? What are you hoping to gain? How do these things connect?" I tilted my head, looking her over.

I've been trying to access her ever since the first time we saw her.

Everything about her is just... different. Human or not, she has guts, so much so she was willing to take on my brother, who is just as strong as us and could kill her in an instant.

Of course, I would never let that happen; none of us would, but she took up for me that day... took up for all of us. She showed no fear in a situation I just knew Dean was trying to fish out of her. She's brave, so fucking brave, yet her feelings... she's absolutely terrified of those.

She sighed and leaned back. "You all would have made wonder detectives or lawyers, whichever in the human world. However, you're mistaken. Yes, you all are aware I planned this little bet thing close to your rut. I'm honestly very intrigued as to how that will go, but I honestly just want to know how far I can take you all. How feral... how beastly... how unincontrol can I get you all." She stared right into my eyes.

She continued. "When you think of the word mate, you think of life partner, lover, soulmate. Yet, when I think of it, I think of breeding." I clenched my fist under the table. "That is essentially what you four would be doing to me, is it not? Don't worry. I made my peace with knowing there was now a possibility of four cocks thrusting very deep inside me, considering it's going to come from four very sexy women. I'm really fucking excited."

She smiled at me.

How the fuck did we get here? Did I do this? Holy fuck, what did I do?

"I-"

She put her hand up, halting me from speaking further. "I've thought about it, dreamed about it. I know you all can feel it," she whispered seductively through the bond, wanting all of us to hear. To feel her need.

I could feel my lovers shiver through the bond. 

Reagan kept her eyes on me. "You can smell it for sure. My arousal every morning. How wet I am when I wake up, yet you all pretend to ignore it. How in control can you be when your cocks are aching... throbbing... twitching with anticipation to get inside me? Who will take me from behind first? Who will want my mouth? Who will thrust into my pussy with so much vigor I'm screaming myself hoarse? And who will let me pump them with my hands?" that devilish smile spread across her face.

I have lost all control over this situation. Did I ever even have any in the first place?

"I'm failing to see what this has to do with me?" I asked breathlessly.

"Everything," she said plainly and started picking at her nails. "I know Hazel and Rose will fuck me into the mattress, wall, table, anywhere really, and I'm excited to find out where. You and Iris, on the other hand... I need to know if you two will be as enthusiastic about fucking me."

"Of course we would. You would be our entire world."

She bit her lip and hummed. "If I asked you all to fuck each other while I watched, would you?"

"Yes," I said quickly. Too quick. "We all enjoy touching each other. I'm sure with the new addition during our rut, we will want to enjoy each other more. You are more than welcome to watch, just as I will watch them take you. Over and over again until we are all satisfied or just too tired." I answer proudly.

Watching her take any of us in her mouth, let alone her pussy would be a dream. With the knowledge of her thinking about us taking her ass, I need to sit here very still, or else I might combust.

My clit is aching from throbbing so hard. The only sexual or intimate thing we've done since Reagan got here was a few kisses and that incident in the bathhouse... and I didn't even get to come.

She hummed again. "To help clear your mind, this bet was to see a few things. One is what I said previously. I want to see you all break. Two, I really want you all to win. I want to explore your bodies before you grow a cock. I want to taste your pussies until I'm drunk off of it." Reagan bit that plump, wet bottom lip. "I want you all to fuck me just as much as I want to fuck you. You being stronger than me is just an added plus. Pinning me to the bed, fuck, when you four growl and snarl, I feel like my pussy is going to drench the humongous fucking cabin. I want to hear that. Especially when you four are in a rut. I want to hear how feral you all are for me when you are pumping your fingers, cocks, or tongues inside me."

I stared at her, my mouth gaping open. She's so vulgar. Is this new? Was she always like this?

Her mouth gets... filthy.

...

I frowned at the table, a new scent hitting my sensitive nose. In a split second, my eyes widened. "Holy fuck..." I whispered to myself.

She tilted her head at me and glared. "What?"

"Your little bet has more of an effect on you than you may realize.... We are mated... so Hazel, Iris, Rose, and I are going to go into a rut. You are human. You cannot go into a rut." I stared at her longer. She just waited for me to clarify. I smiled triumphantly. "You're going into heat."

She stared at me blankly. And they scoffed. "That's not possible. My body cannot make any modifications; I'm human." She said in disbelief.

I'm also kind of shocked, but I would know that scent anywhere. I smelled it for years with my lovers. It's faint, but it's there, and it's hers. She's going into heat, and her suppressing us is killing her.

"Your body is adjusting to us..." I looked her over. "You are right in a way... mating is breeding to a certain extent, and when a werewolf ruts, it is to ensure offspring... pups. There are teas you can take to make sure that doesn't happen, but that is the gist of a rut and heat. Because you are our mate and the four of us all need to rut, we need someone who can take us. All of us. Safely. Your body is making sure of that." I couldn't stop smiling.

I heard shuffling and tumbling upstairs. "Seriously?!" Rose's voice filtered through my head. Reagan's, too. They were all listening to this conversation, and I knew they could smell her from up there. I am sure the second the scent left Reagan, it hit their noses, too.

"What the fuck have I gotten myself into?" Reagan asked I'm going to assume herself.

I chuckled to myself. "Nothing, but in a few days, I'm going to get myself into you, Little Fawn."

A/N: Literally, the next few chapters are about to be nothing but pure fucking smut, so get ready!!. If it's not your thing, I'll let you know how many chapters to skip soon. This is me trying to make up for the fact that I'm not posting regularly anymore.