Bree Bellucci - Breeding the Female

“Let’s get you dressed,” he murmured. Sophie reached for her raggedy clothes, but Rylan stopped her. “We have traveling clothes for you.” He pulled Sophie to her feet, and slowly tugged her blouse over her head as Sophie raised her arms to help. Eyes locked on Sophie, Rylan tugged her skirt down until it dropped and pooled at her feet. Sophie stepped out of the skirt and stood naked before Rylan.

Rylan drank in the sight of Sophie, before taking her hand and guiding her out of the room and down a dark tunnel. They reached a smaller room and Rylan pulled garments from a makeshift hook in the wall. He pulled a pair of dark underwear first, and knelt to the ground. Sophie steadied herself against his shoulders and Rylan slowly slid the underwear up her legs, allowing his fingers to graze her thighs. Sophie let out a small moan from the sensual gesture.

Next, Rylan pulled a dark brown skirt, the color of the earth, from the hook and helped Sophie step into it. He pulled it up to her waist and fastened the hook. Slowly, he slid two thick black socks over her feet, and helped guide her feet into chocolate-colored leather boots. Rylan laced the boots with care. He stood up and slowly trailed his hands over Sophie’s breasts before pulling a dark long-sleeved shirt over her head. He guided her arms into the sleeves, and pulled a midnight-hued cape from the hook, and slipped Sophie’s arms through the holes, before fastening the clasp under her chin.

Rylan stood back to observe Sophie. Her hair glowed in contrast to her dark attire. Gently, Rylan tucked her hair into the cape and pulled the hood over her head. Sophie felt like a twisted Red Riding Hood. Rylan had dressed her so sensually and her heart ached at the upcoming separation.

A loud flapping sound startled them, and Bathilda entered their room noisily. She quickly phased and looked at the pair

“We must go now. I have just warned the Dwellers of our arrival. They are skeptical, but willing to protect the girl while they assess her blood line.”

“And will they protect her if she is not of their blood line?” he asked.

Bathilda’s face twists into a grimace, “They have promised to protect her until we can return and claim her, should that be the case.”

Rylan nodded and took Sophie’s hand leading her towards the cave’s exit. He turned and spoke before they stepped outside “Once I step into the moonlight, I will have no control. I will turn instantly. I will fight my desire to hunt and help safely deliver you to the Forest Dwellers.”

Sophie nodded silently, unable to speak. Rylan brought his mouth to Sophie’s and kissed her passionately. Sophie felt her blood turn hot under her skin, and she hungrily kissed Rylan back. She wrapped her body around Rylan’s and Rylan brought his hands to her pussy, cupping it gently and rubbing. Sophie moaned into Rylan’s mouth and Linwood cleared his throat as he joined the trio.

Sophie and Rylan broke apart, chagrinned. Linwood spoke, “Once we leave this cave, we will shift instantly. The other wolves are outside and waiting. We will make a ring to protect you as we move. You will take turns riding on members of the pack; this will be safest and fastest. Come now, we must go before the dark creatures realize we are moving you.”

Sophie stared into the faces surrounding her. She knew they would try their best to keep her safe. Linwood, Rylan and Bathilda stepped out of the cave, and Sophie watched as they phased. Screwing all her courage together, Sophie stepped out into the moonlight, ready to face what lie ahead.