Were they normal now? Did they feel normal? Micah had to ask himself such things because it just wasn’t clear to him whether they had to do something to return to business as usual. Eli and Noel both ate in silence, with frowns deeply etched on their faces, while Jack ate like a pig. With a shrug, he picked up a napkin and handed it to the beast. His beast, until further notice, at least.
Jack agreed to it with a grunt. He even had the common sense to wipe his mouth, which was progress. Seeing how he might well end up stuck with this lycan for the foreseeable future, they needed some ground rules.
“Are we just going to attend school like before? The other teachers and the personnel won’t come back until Monday. Which is tomorrow,” Noel added quickly, throwing a nervous look at Eli for some reason Micah couldn’t figure out.
They hadn’t even realized they had suffered through such transformations over the course of a Friday and a Saturday. That explained why no other teachers and personnel was there. Since the entire college was focused on teaching its students self-reliance, they could normally survive weekends without being permanently watched. Also, the people working there had their lives outside of the school, the only exceptions being Professor Hayes and that fucker Veyr.
Micah pursed his lips. “I really have no idea, guys. Let’s just focus on the present moment. It looks like we survived.”
“We did,” Eli agreed, letting out a sigh. “Others weren’t so lucky.”
“What do you mean? No one died, right?” Micah said, frowning a smidge.
“You’re right,” Eli said. He leaned back, brushing the crumbs in front of him in a small pile. “But Rhett--” He stopped and remained silent.
Micah knew that he had to respect that.
“We’re better off,” Noel cut in. “I mean, you didn’t want to end up a breeding sow, right, Eli?”
Jack munched vigorously, paying no attention to the conversation. Micah had to wonder if he was usually like that or whether the beast nature, now ingrained in him, had changed him. He felt inclined to believe the former. Ah, he’d gotten himself a good one: all brawn, not a speck of brain. Whatever.
“What about you, Micah?” Noel asked, since Eli had preferred not to reply. “Are you going to carry this guy’s puppies?”
An appreciative growl from Jack revealed to Micah that his lycan actually listened to the conversation, despite all the signs pointing differently.
“I have no idea how that’s going to work,” Micah said.
“It’ll work,” Jack grunted, never stopping his munching for a moment. “I put my knot in you, and you get preggo. I get you preggo.” He laughed as if that was a good joke.
Micah smacked him upside the head, but the beast didn’t react as if he didn’t feel anything. “What’s so funny, jerk?”
“You,” Jack said. He turned to give Micah a long once-over. “You’re so totally going to have my puppies.”
“That remains to be seen,” Micah argued. “Am I going to have to see a doctor? Exactly what branch of medicine deals with lycan pregnancy?”
Jack stared at him, completely dumbfounded.
“Yeah, thought so,” Micah said. “Anyway, there’s got to be more to this whole mess than what we know so far. While I don’t care much about studying, this is a topic I want to learn about.”
“Rhett said something about the local library having books containing arcane knowledge,” Eli murmured. Then, he said out loud, “I might not know much about lycan pregnancy, but I can help you, Micah.”
“You don’t have to. Your mate released you from your bond, remember?” Micah said. The pained expression on Eli’s face made him regret his words. “It’s awesome that you want to help us. I mean, I’m glad since I have zero clues about what I should be searching for. And this guy,” he gestured at Jack, “only knows how to fuck and that’s it.”
“That’s not it,” Jack contradicted him, sucking on a small wing bone like it had to be the most delicious thing in the universe. “I know a lot of stuff.”
“Like what?”
Even Noel craned his neck to stare at Jack.
Jack was too busy chewing his bone to realize that he’d been asked a question.
Micah had to pry it from his hands. “Jack, pay attention. This is important. What do you know?”
Jack waited for Micah to give him back his bone but soon realized that wouldn’t happen. “I know that the bond is unbreakable. I have no idea how Professor Hayes and Rhett let you guys go, but I know I’d be dead in a week if Micah doesn’t put out.”
“You’re exaggerating,” Micah reproached his lycan.
“Am not,” Jack shot back. “Search for any books with fangs or moons or other lycan stuff on the cover. You’ll see that I’m saying the truth.”
“Wait, I still don’t get it,” Micah insisted, even as Noel and Eli got up suddenly like on cue. “How do you know this? Do Rhett and Professor Hayes also know it?”
Jack shrugged. “It’s in me. I need to knot you, Micah, whether you like it or not. You’re my bitch. I have no idea what Rhett and Professor Hayes know. They’re too noble to tell you and stuff. I’m not. I need my slutty whore,” he added, pulling Micah in his lap and sneaking one hand to pinch his nipple.
“Stop that,” Micah moaned, but his ass was getting wet.
“We will go to the library,” Eli said. Noel was already heading for the door. “You guys take care, and if you need anything… we’ll come back later anyway.”
“Do you think that the others will remember what happened?” Micah wondered out loud. Jack was already sucking his nipple as if he was curious if enough of that would make him start to give milk.
“I hope they don’t,” Eli said. “I have a feeling they won’t. Veyr intended to wipe the place clean, but that’s no longer an option. I suppose that he doesn’t want to leave any traces. After all, if he’s found out… I mean, that’s what I hope.”
***
“You’ll have my puppies, right, bitch?” Jack asked, his face all hopeful and a bit silly.
“I really hope they’re not actual puppies,” Micah said. “I mean, it’s going to be hell to explain how a guy got pregnant to begin with, let alone other weird stuff.”
“They will be like you and me,” Jack said. “You don’t have to worry about them being weird.”
“I’m still shocked that you actually know all this. Is it all… just instinct?”
Jack had already rolled Micah on his back and got busy putting his cock in. Yep, his ass was wet, and Jack slid right in, without a problem. Obviously, dildos and butt plugs would never compensate for this feeling of fullness.
Micah let out a soft moan. Unable to control himself – he had been reduced to just that, a hole to fill with cock and cum. Did he wish things were different? Not anymore. Before turning into a bitch, he had drooled over Jack Callahan from afar, and he had hoped the guy would at least let him suck his cock. It was true he was getting a lot more than he’d bargained for, but was it any use to complain?
Still, the idea that he’d give birth to puppies – not puppies, but babies – because Jack fucked him, did unsettle him. The idea, however, of having a full belly and begging for cum even in his condition, made his ass wet.
Yeah, that was a thing, too. Jack was humping him, and if Eli and Noel hadn’t left quickly, he would’ve done it in front of others, without a problem. He was an animal, for real. But Micah liked his animal. His cock was huge, penetrating Micah’s ass down to the hilt, and even as the knock became engorged, his hole could still take it.
Jack loved to push all the way in and then pull back until he was almost out completely; then, he just slammed right in, making sure that Micah felt everything down to the last inch or fraction of an inch.
“I’m not going to get preggo right now, right?” he asked, hoping against hope that Jack didn’t intend to start a family on the spot, just because his lycan nature or whatever demanded.
Jack only grunted, caught in his own ecstasy, and Micah, with his brain overcome by endorphins, decided this wasn’t yet the time to have a real conversation with the sex-crazed idiot.
Yep, that good ol’ friend called a lycan’s knot was there again, bulging and bulging, scraping the inside of Micah’s ass with what felt like short hard hairs, which only managed to make him wetter and wetter.
It would be a miracle if he didn’t end up with an ass that would no longer close after getting fucked like this. But the lycan’s nature apparently influenced his mate’s biology, too, because Micah could tell that he had nothing to worry about in regards to his ass and its ability to close its hole as if it was as good as new.
Not that it was closed now. Not by far. He could feel his own asshole expanding to accommodate the lycan’s knot. It was so good he could cry. Actually, there were tears coming out of his eyes, and his mouth was drooling like crazy.
Getting fucked by a lycan was the real thing. Micah wouldn’t believe it if it wasn’t happening to him right now. But it was, and it felt fucking glorious. Yeah, in exchange for getting drilled like this, he might just get used to the idea of ending up with a big fat belly full of puppies. Yeah, he’d get on with the program and all that.
Jack began pumping him at full speed. Micah felt his back sliding on the floor back and forth, while Jack didn’t let him catch a breather.
“Take it, bitch,” Jack grunted, but Micah no longer considered it as an insult.
He took it, he took all of it, as Jack filled him with all the jizz in his balls. There was nothing to worry about; Micah was sure the reserve will replenish fast, but for now, this was it.
He hugged Jack tightly and held him impaled deep in his ass until the lycan’s body finally relaxed in the aftermath of his prolonged orgasm.
***
Eli and Noel were running toward the library. There were no longer any beasts on their tails, threatening to fuck their mouths and asses, but it looked like they no longer knew how to walk at a normal pace.
At a fair distance from them, Eli noticed a strange scene. The army of beasts that had released itself from the infirmary not that long ago, was spread on the lawn. Some of the students lay on the grass, on their backs, taking in the sun now climbing up the sky, as if they were sunbathing at the beach.
Not far from them, devious sex acts were in progress. Eli knew it had to be the vampire getting gangbanged by the students turned beasts. He slowed down, and Noel did the same, although not necessarily to follow his example, but because he was interested in watching the same scene.
Under any other circumstances, Eli would have considered the entire thing horrific. But now, a sense of satisfaction spread through him. The vampire had his black hair matted with semen, and most of him didn’t appear to have been spared by the shooting cocks of his assailants. Still, even bathed in jizz as he seemed, he still was moving his head to and fro to chase one last shot of cum.
“Damn, Veyr is one cum-hungry whore,” Noel commented.
Eli shook his head. “We don’t have time for this. Let’s hurry to the library, Noel. We need to find out what we can do to break the bond without destroying our mates.”
“You’re right,” Noel agreed with a nod. He still wasn’t moving, and it took Eli a moment to understand that he was watching Professor Hayes.
Would it be so bad if they just remained their lycan mates’ bitches forever? No, Eli thought, shaking his head. He couldn’t start thinking like this, or he’d turn into a vessel for lycan progeny.
But even that, would it be so bad?
tbc
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