In the evening, the official training of the chameleons and octopuses in preparation for them to replace the archers at the borders began. They used the simulator in teams of ten - the maximum number of archers stationed at a particular location. They’d gauge their competencies from there and would eventually work their way down to three - the minimum number on any given team standing guard.
Greg was in the control room behind Patterson, Sush and a recently called-back Millicent who’d been at her post for two days before the massacre happened. Their eyes trained on the chameleons armed with guns and knives in the simulator, dodging and running.
One of them couldn’t run fast enough along the running belt making up the floors and slammed against the simulator wall. A team of octopuses went next and their perform
Greg scooped her from the chair and fastened her around his hips as his hands on her butt pinned her to him, bringing her to the wall, where he locked the door and was immensely grateful for the lack of cameras in this room as she began grinding his steel-hard rod.Holding her still so he didn’t cum before he wanted to - before she did, his fingers and thumb moved skillfully along her shirt, unbuttoning from the top and her black lace bra got him even more aroused. He never thought he had a thing for lace lingerie. And he didn’t. Not until it was on her.Undoing the front clasp, he devoured her softness and his tongue toyed with the hard peak as she gasped, jerked and moaned, fingers in his hair pulled at his locks at delicious intervals.His hand headed south, u
In the midst of brainstorming with Patterson, Millicent, and Jason, Greg excused himself from Sush’s side with a light kiss to her temple when he received a link from Nash Beaufort.‘Your Grace, I hope I’m not interrupting.’‘If you were I would have blocked you out. What is it, Nash?’‘This is about the inventory of poisons you requested a few days back.’The poison room on the archers’ floor had been infiltrated and destroyed, most poisons in the inventory gone, and their supplier was facing a shortage, so Greg offered to help stock them back, sending the list of substances that the hunters needed to Nash.
Greg wasn’t sure. He was definitely sure how he felt about Sush, but he wasn’t sure if those feelings would be accepted by his little sweetheart. Still, he wanted to give this a chance.Sush was more nervous about meeting the pup than she was about meeting the other octopuses on her first day as a hunter-in-training. She unpacked her clothes the previous day and had been going through her options so long that she and Greg didn’t have time for sex.Greg was on his routined call with Enora as he watched Sush swap one shirt for another on the bed, pondered, then swapped the pants for another pair of pants. Brows arched deep like she was trying to crack a code, she then brought the shoes she intended to wear and placed them at the foot of the bed, then swapped the shirt again.
Enora grinned, showing her incomplete set of teeth when her arms shot to the sky and she exclaimed, “Lionel MacDonald changed schools! Yay!”“Enora, pipe down,” Lucy reprimanded, trying not to make eye contact with any of the parents looking at her daughter either in bewilderment due to their unfamiliarity with her classmate’s name, or in amusement because their own pup had been victims to Lionel’s misbehavior as well.Another pup not far away even threw his own arms up in the air and exclaimed “yay!” at Enora’s announcement, even though he’d already celebrated the day before when their class was told the news. Only then did Lucy have the courage to meet the other set of parents’ sheepish gaze and smile.
Ken was on Lucy’s lap when she chatted with Liam, her favorite nephew, who was already nine years old, picking up math and science taken by twelve-year-olds but was struggling in general studies since he spent most of his time in the scientific realm that he’d always failed to allocate enough time to keep up with the happenings of the kingdom.He only got a decent grade because his father was alpha and mother a luna and minister. Conversation on the kingdom’s affairs and those of the pack was normal at home, which was apparently enough for him to pass but never enough to score. He didn’t mind it, nor did his parents or favorite aunt, though his grandmother - ever the perfectionist and high achiever even at her current age - did suggest he try allocating more time for the subject. Liam tried it for three days before calling it quits and returning to the numbers an
The crowd howled in short, repeated intervals, encouraging the pups as they took their positions several feet away from the designated target boards, Enora’s head swung to find her family, lips breaking into a grin before her sights found Greg, and she gave him a wave.Greg waved back, a proud smile stretched across his face when he murmured, “Shoot them dead, sweetheart.”From his side, Sush questioned, “Isn’t it ‘knock them dead’?”Eyes never taken off Enora while she took her position with the other pups, he responded, “No, this isn’t about impressing anyone. It’s about literally shooting down the competition.”
“It must have taken a lot out of you,” Sush taunted with a smirk when they were in the car after dropping off Enora at the royal residence, promising to pick her up for ice-cream and a trip to the park next time. “It did. I felt like I gave off an arm,” Greg replied, recalling the way he had to lower himself to Little Blackfur’s level, swallow a sigh, hold back his dislike for the pup, and ask whether he could have the photos he wanted. All without scaring the child. And all of this could have been prevented had Sush simply asked on his behalf, which she didn’t. What made it worse was when she said it was unlike him to hide from a challenge. His plan B was to wait for the photos to circulate within the family then get them from the queen, but after what Sush said, it would just seem like he was running away from someone whose height didn’t even reach his stomach. Scoffing in amusement, Sush replied, “I think you’ll find the arm you lost was your pride. I wouldn’t worry about it not
“Oh! Oh!” The moans came in successive streams. Her smooth, straight hair was now sprawled on the quaking bed as the largest shaft she’d ever had filled her in ways that sent her to her climax quick, and the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen pumped into her like a deranged animal, his blue eyes carried the primitive glint - a hunger, a yearning, a desire - one that she hadn’t seen in her own husband’s eyes in decades.The moment her body arched and her walls clenched around him with a scream, his own body stilled as he grunted, cumming inside her, shooting deep.Without a condom.She insisted.And although Patterson’s standard practice was to never fuck without one, La