Mating (1)
His fiercely erect cock pressed unmistakably against the girl’s spine.
The girl tensed at the prospect of outdoor sex for the first time.
The beast went into heat at the prospect of outdoor sex for the first time.
The man’s hands slipped into the front of her dress, gentle yet urgent. The hand that groped through her pubic hair, seeking her clit and the inside of her pussy, was far more cunning.
Darin flinched and clung to her son’s arm with both hands as if it were a support, bowing her head. The thick hand of her own flesh and blood digging into her panties filled her vision so clearly she thought she might lose her mind.
Her lips pouted in resentment toward her son. The expression was sharp, yet in another light it looked a little vacant.
“All you ever think about is mixing our bodies, don’t you?”
From beginning to end, the only things her son ever did to the woman he claimed to love were molestation and sex. Darin felt nothing but disgust at the reality that the child she had raised had turned out to be this kind of creature.
“…I won’t deny it. But Mother, haven’t we always been together? Is there anything that could bring us closer than mixing our bodies?”
The man’s utterly shameless reply left the girl speechless. It was brazen, yet she could think of no rebuttal. Literally, she and Kael had stuck together like a single body for decades.
Tea time, horseback riding, shared baths, cooking, picnics, sleeping, hunting—everything except the act of overlapping their flesh. There was nothing they had not done together.
“I admit my eyes rolled back at the first taste of a woman’s body. But this is the body of the woman I love most in the world. Wouldn’t it be stranger for a man to keep his wits about him?”
“……”
How could he sound so much like his father? Aside from the soft, polite tone, the lines were barely different from what the Viscount of Bayorn had spat out on their wedding night.
“Does it displease you?”
“Haaah… w-would it please me?”
He pressed hard on her clitoris as he demanded an answer, and the sheer gall of it made Darin snap back curtly. Kael only smiled as he pressed against his mother’s lips.
“I like the sharp tongue too.”
The fresh, flustered look she couldn’t hide was lovely. The way she got heated and angry was adorable. Whatever expression his mother showed, as long as it was caused by him, Kael found every single one of them sweet.
“…Auk.”
The look on her son’s face, as if he were drowning in the love of the century, was too much. Darin turned her head to escape it and focused entirely on sensation. Better a purely physical relationship than this cloyingly sweet atmosphere.
Wherever she turned her eyes, the only place left to look was between her own legs. Soft rather than rough, the fingers thrusting into her hole sent a hot flush rising through her groin.
Her bra had long since been torn away. Her panties hung around her ankles. The lewd sight of fingers parting the shallow undergrowth and plunging into her pussy was burned into her vision, and strangely, Darin could not close her eyes even as she stared straight at it.
“Haa… haaah…”
Even as the beast bit the soft ear of the girl who moaned, he gazed out over the snowfield spread before them.
Unlike now, when the weather had thawed, back when snow fell all winter long—the girl’s feet sinking deep as she walked, wrapped tightly in fur.
The woman he had longed for had been a girl then, and she was still a girl now. She had carried the tiny child with her petite frame and walked through the snow that swallowed her feet.
Remembering his mother of the past—no, his mate of the past—filled him with such tender affection that the man’s lips curved of their own accord.
Sometimes she would sway her hips in that peculiar little dance and smile brightly. Soon he would have to ask her to climb on top of him and dance that same way again.
My own fiancée.
She had no fur, no pointed beast ears, yet the soft girl rubbing against him in his arms was his own adorable bitch.
He had always been with her, yet he had never dared set his sights on her because he was not a male fit to be her mate. He had only been her cub, not a man.
That’s why I blindly chased after her.
Every obstacle that stood in the way he had split clean in half and stepped over. If any more bothersome barriers appeared, he would clear them the same way.
“Our child will frolic across the snowfield like a white rabbit.”
Kael gently lowered his chin and bit the girl’s lip as he voiced the wish. Something like “Don’t say crazy things” seemed to sound inside the sealed kiss, but the tongue that parted her lips blocked it from ever escaping.
—Slurp, suck…
The woman’s small mouth was as sweet as if coated in honey. Tasting the thin, soft membrane like rose petals, Kael sped up the fingers thrusting into her crotch.
—Squelch, squelch.
The soft flesh inside the shell was crushed this way and that by the thick fingers, spattering sour juices. With the hand that had been toying with her nipples he kneaded the soft mounds wrapped in the thin dress. The way she twisted her body in pleasure was beautiful too.
“Hiek!?”
When the fingers that had been plunging into her pussy occasionally stroked her perineum, she let out a shallow scream as if goosebumps had risen. She was not only wild in bed—she was fun as well.
“Nngh, Kael…”
“Do you still dislike it?”
The son’s voice as he gripped her buttocks was endlessly gentle. Darin found it hard to answer and lowered her eyes in embarrassment.
She had promised to accept him properly, so she could not say she hated it, yet saying she liked it would look strange.
“You dislike it?”
The man who had abandoned the mood pressed for an answer from the silent woman.
“…No.”
Darin only pressed her lips tight and shook her head. Watching her, Kael thought it would be nicer if she were a little more honest. A pity.
“Hwaaah…”
Darin squirmed. The thick fingers that had been thrusting into her pussy cruelly stroked only around her perineum and outer lips until her body itched beyond endurance. The red inner flesh fluttered and gaped, begging to be filled at once.
“If you don’t speak, I won’t know.”
Kael caressed the hypersensitive area around her sex with his fingers while his other hand kneaded her full breasts. He intended to keep this lull until she gave him the answer he wanted.
The rogue’s caresses that toyed with the woman’s body were surprisingly tender and dense. Under the soft, persistent touch, heat rose rapidly through the girl’s flesh. Darin let out heated breaths and whispered softly to her son.
“…Put it in.”
The man’s pure white eyes narrowed sharply. He looked completely unbothered, as if he had no idea what she wanted him to put in.
“Aang!”
Even so he did not forget to tease every fold of the small wings of her inner lips. Darin flushed for several minutes, clinging to her pride, before she finally had no choice but to surrender.
“Y-your… put it in.”
Fuck…
A curse nearly slipped out in front of his mother. But wasn’t she too much of a temptress? How could she say such lewd words with that pure face, with those soft, pale lips?
—Flutter.
The man spread the thin silk he had crumpled in his pocket out in front of them. His mother was a woman with delicate knees and palms; he had to protect her like this.
Kael tightened the hand gripping her breast and twisted the nipple. The moment Darin moaned—
—Thud.
—he gently pushed her back and laid her face-down.
“W-wait, Kael?”
The dress that had wrapped the girl’s body had long since been stripped away. Save for the ornament in her hair, Darin was nearly naked. Seeing her own bare form reflected in a puddle of melted snow, she recoiled in shock.
Being naked outdoors was already mortifying enough. Why was her son suddenly making his mother get on all fours? What on earth was he planning?
“I want to try it from behind. There’s something I want to check as well.”
At her son’s words Darin felt goosebumps bloom across the skin exposed to the air.
W-what…? From behind? And what does he want to check?
It was not as if Darin had never done doggy style. But those occasions could be counted on one hand. From childhood, whenever her husband suggested the position she would scream and throw a fit. She was the type who felt deep shame at showing her private parts to a partner.
She hated taking such a crude, beast-like posture, and she was frightened because she could not even see the face of a man already larger than herself. And above all…
I’d have to show him my anus…?
Outdoor sex or doggy style—she could endure either one somehow. Doing both at once was far too much.
“Euk!?”
While she was lost in thought for a moment, the drooling cock behind her upturned hips pushed between her thighs.
“Wait, Kael! Let go of this!”
“What’s the matter?”
“I-I don’t want it from behind!”
Darin struggled to turn her body. She would rather climb onto her son’s thighs and rub her sex against him, or simply take him face-to-face. She was still this child’s mother; she did not want to take a submissive posture.
“L-let go, I said!?”
Unfortunately the arm pinning her was thicker and harder than iron, and the massive cock battering her entrance only drooled more fiercely.
“Surely you don’t mean to break your promise?”
Kael continued speaking without releasing the mating posture. He only pressed his thighs tighter against her and scolded her roughly.
“It’s fine. Do as you please.”
When his mother turned her head back, the beast’s blue eyes flashed and glared at her sharply. She could break the promise if she wished, but changing her mind now would mean he would do whatever he wanted—the malice was plain.
“Auuu…”
The woman glared back into her son’s eyes with equal resentment. But that was all she could do. Had she not just promised him? That when they spent time as man and woman she would raise no objections.
Had she, this foolish girl, fallen into another trap? Darin began to feel sorrow at how she was only ever pushed around by the child she had borne.
—Sss…
Whining would change nothing. Without a word Darin raised her hips and gently rubbed her entrance against the massive cock. The scorching heat of the shaft that felt as if it would burn her skin made her pale buttocks flinch.
Darin thought her heart would burst more than ever before. Was it because this was her first outdoor sex? Or because of the shame of having to show her anus to her own son? Yet strangest of all, even amid the torment, a creeping excitement was rising.
“…What are you staring at so hard?”
“The way it flutters is cute. Mother, how can even a place like this be beautiful?”
At her son’s vulgar remark her face burned as if it would explode.
“D-don’t look!”
Darin buried her face in the silk her son had laid out and moved both hands behind her. She had to cover the anus that was gaping of its own accord.
—Thwack!
Kael stopped her with one hand in a single motion. Both of Darin’s wrists were bound in his rough grip, and in the end she had no choice but to helplessly offer her rear.
—Sss…
Kael gently stroked around the pink anus that fluttered with tension.
And Darin burst into tears from the humiliation of having shown her most shameful place to her own son.