Female Of The Species.
Chapter Seven: Who needs Blood & Chocolate, I have Tears & Cookies.
The first thing I was aware of when I began to stir was the sound of a soothing purr beneath my ear and the feeling of warmth as well as safety. It felt like I was being cradled by two large teddies so nothing could get to me and I couldn't help but like it. It was probably the best nights sleep I had actually had in ages. It was normal for me in the mornings to want to lay in, turn over and go back to sleep, staying within the confines of my soft double bed. This morning I had the same feeling but it was stronger. A lot stronger. It didn't take me long to realise why it felt a lot stronger - I had no worries. I wasn't worrying about anything. I didn't feel unsafe. I felt nothing negative. Half asleep I knew I should be reacting to this in a big way but the thought of more sleep took over. I yawned deeply before nuzzling back into my thick, warm, fluffy pillow. I exhaled softly as I began twirling a strand of soft, fluffy string around my index finger.
About a minute later I realised my pillow was rising and falling beneath my head. I then began to notice the upper half of my body and my right leg was laid on top of the abnormally long, thick pillow. Not only that but I was pretty sure something from the pillow was gripping my left ass cheek and another held my right elbow. There was also a second pillow, its side - something made me want to say front - was pressed up against every inch of me from the other side, cradling every inch of my body, with one part of it slightly underneath my body to hold my left breast and the other resting on the back of my knee.
Pillows couldn't be in that position.
Suddenly, my memories flooded back and with a startled gasp I attempted to sit bolt up-right unfortunately Victor's (pillow one) and Logan's (pillow two) grips were so firm I couldn't move. The only thing I could be relieved about was the clothes I had gone to sleep in were still on and covering me as well as the blankets were still over me. I tried to shift again only to realise both were very physically excited. I couldn't help but give a shudder of something like fear and panic because not only were they both pressing against me but they were huge in both length and width - it seriously could not be normal?! Not only that but I couldn't be sure if they were hardened because of the usual case of 'morning excitement' every male apparently has (although I had yet to find out of this was true), or because of me, or a combination of both. I was going for the first option. It couldn't be me...
Deciding trying to wiggle downwards was not an option, mostly due to the fact their excitement would end up pressing against a lot of places, I attempted to drag my body upwards. It was slow going and hard work but eventually I reached the headboard of the bed. Managing to get both arms free earlier, I reached my hands up to grab the top of the headboard to use that grip to drag the rest of my body to the headboard whilst simultaneously pulling up my body up into a sitting position. To my surprise I managed to do it and neither male moved an inch. I couldn't believe my luck, and a part of me was suspicious since if these two were the Legendary Brothers I really shouldn't be able to get one up on them. I couldn't look a gift horse in the mouth though, so still holding the headboard I slowly stood up and surveyed the bed.
Glancing the big, blonde's way I tensed at the thought of stepping over him. He had this aura that felt a lot more dangerous then his brother's and thus I really didn't want to go his way, despite the bathroom being that way, and risk waking him up. With that decided I turned to face the dark haired brother, slowly and gently stepping a little closer to him. I inched down his body a little so I was level with his chest, I did not want to risk flashing him by stepping over his head, and with a firm grip on male clothes far too large for my body I stepped over the brunette's broad chest. I could only feel relief that there was a decent expanse of matress between the man's back and the end of the bed. I slowly began to crouch, putting a hand on top of the matress as soon as I could before fully going down onto my knees. With that accomplished, I got off the bed and tip toed around the bed, across the room, and into the bathroom.
The second the bathroom door was closed I couldn't help but feel a strong wave of relief. I was no longer in the same room with them, or fully encased by them. This was the only freedom I had right now, these moments alone, so I had to make the best of it. I turned round to look at the door, wanting to lock it, but to my annoyance, fustration, and surprise the door had no lock. I growled under my breath as I realised the pair of males had probably designed this bathroom this way. There was no way to lock yourself from them, to hide, and so I truly had very little say in my life at this point.
Everything seemed to overwhelm me at that point. It was so quick, and considering this was the first chance I had without imminent danger for a long while, I had to sit down on the ground quickly otherwise my legs would have collapsed on me. The first time in a while I could let my feelings get the better of me, process all the huge changes now in my life, and in this moment of selfishness I let the tears stream down my cheeks.
I was no longer in Southampton, England or the United Kingdom. I was not with my family nor was it likely I'd ever see them again. Did they even know what had happened to me or were they kept in the dark? I was in a strange place, somewhere I had never been before, with two huge feral men when I hadn't even had my first kiss yet. The pair would definitely expect more then that from me eventually. I wouldn't even know what to do in that kind of scenario. It was unlikely I'd ever be able to leave the Brothers' compound, let alone find a way out of the town or city or state we were in, or even getting to an airport. Even if by some strand of luck I managed that, I doubted anyone would let me on a plane and so I'd never end up home.
I was alone. I knew no one. I could trust no one.
Stockholm Syndrome was a definite possibility at this rate, I knew. Especially if the two Brothers kept trying to take care of me as they were. Someone with such a large heart, who just wanted to love as well as care and help as well as receive such, it was bound to happen eventually.
I wouldn't even have a say on who I'd like to gift my first kiss too, let alone all the other milestones a woman went through. It was all out of my control.
It felt like I was spiralling, and so bringing my knees to my chest I wrapped my arms around them before burying my face into my knees as I sobbed.
I barely noticed the door opening or a large pair of arms gathering me up and pressing me against a very solid chest. The sound of purring hit my ears, and with a chocked sob, I uselessly hit the offending chest.
"I don't want you! Leave me alone!"
Of course my sobbing pleas were left unanswered as I felt the person carrying me sit down on the bed, cradling me on their lap whilst the second male began massaging my feet in an attempt at his own try of providing comfort.
"I want to go home."
I whispered brokenly, my hands gripping a t-shirt the man cradling me wore in a tight grip. I didn't even notice it was Victor holding me, or the dark haired male now massaging my calves. All I knew was that I felt alone and the stress of the past few days or week, whatever period of time it had been from when I was captured until now, was finally able to take its toll on me.
"Its okay kitten. You are home."
A deep rumbling voice spoke, its chin resting on the top of my head as sharp claw tipped hands ran through my hair and the hand's mate gripping my left hip whilst my right side was pressed against Victor's chest. It was about ten minutes before I could no longer shed any more tears due to dehydration. Unfortunately I still felt lousy since not only did I now have a headache, but even though the tears had run out my feelings had not changed. I still felt more alone then ever. Alone with two men in a large house. I was terrified. I hadn't even kissed a boy and now I had two men dominating most of my life.
"I have a headache."
I said softly, not daring to look at either of them let alone in the eye. I felt the bed dip and raise slightly as the dark haired male stood up. He pressed a hand on my shoulder gently, and I guessed he was probably looking me in the eye even though I wasn't looking at him.
"I'll be right back."
He responded softly, although his voice still had that wild, husky tone to it. I heard the door open and close seconds later, at which point I let go of Victor's t-shirt. Victor's grip did not loosen, infact he used one hand to tuck my legs over his lap as well, holding me close and tight to his body. Clearly I wasn't going anywhere although I suppose I already knew that which brought out a sad, resigned sigh from me. I must have spaced out because the next thing I knew there was a plate of chunky white & milk chocolate chip cookies with two white tablets on the side of the plate and a glass of milk infront of me. I blinked a few times before finally lifting my head to look the brunette in the eye. I had no doubt my eyes still looked teary eyed.
I slowly reached a hand out to pick up the tablets, putting one in my mouth before drinking some milk and repeating it for the second tablet, before I managed to speak up albeit quietly.
"T-thankyou..."
I couldn't help but frown a little then as I remembered I didn't know his name.
"I'm James, my brother's name is Victor."
He supplied, guessing correctly that was the problem. I nodded cautiously before finishing off the glass of milk. Once it was empty I handed it back before quickly grabbing the plate of cookies. It was quite a high pile, and since this flavour of cookie seemed to be ridiculously uncommon I couldn't help but resemble Golem with the one ring when it came to the cookies. I kept my gaze solely on the cookies as I picked them up one by one, taking the time to nibble and savour the chocolatey goodness whilst enjoying the silence (albeit uncomfortable silence) around me. All too soon the cookies were gone, and although physically I now felt fine, emotionally I was still a wreck.
"Come on little one, its still early. You need to get more rest."
James, as I had now learned, encouraged as he and his brother gently maneuvered me back into bed beneath the blankets. They then cradled me again although this time their hands seemed to stay in safe areas; my back for Victor and my tummy for James. Seeing as I could not escape again, they were wrapped around me tight, I did the only thing I could. I closed my eyes and let myself fall back asleep.
Tomorrow was another day.
Author's Note: Here's another chapter guys! Sorry it took so long but I've been really busy these past two weeks what with getting my christmas gifts sorted before the christmas rush started. Hope its worth the wait!
Time Reviewer - One of my favourite reviewers. Yes, our minds are very alike. One day I'll have to do a crossover fic that burns all the idiot characters in fiction XD Anyway, I'm glad you like this world. I was searching for a story like this too and was surprised no one had ever thought of doing it before. It was just too good of a plot to give up, and so here it is. I agree, Origins Victor is the best Victor out there (I watched Origins again last night). He's so damn sexy, dangerous, feral and... *mind wanders to x-rated places* Same goes for Wolverine too. I'm so glad you like my female lead. It warms my heart to see others like her as they do. We shall banish the idiotic female leads & OCs to the Neverending Story if I have any say in it... Anyway, she did always have fur. Its short, soft fur like a tiger. =) Hopefully you like that image just as much as no fur.
Cat Lea Takersdarkone - I'm so flattered by all your compliments. I'm still surprised by praise even now. It just makes my day.
Fleeing Dawn - I shall do my best to do longer chapters just for you ;]
Autobot-Fangirl0203 - I'm so glad you loved the previous chapter. I giggle myself when James (Logan) & Victor tease her too =3
Rosmund Chadwick - BESTIE! *flying tackles* I'm so happy you liked it, and yes, I loved it when Victor rubbed her tummy too. She'll have to get used to lots of petting ;]
Lorna Roxen - Hopefully this update wasn't too long for you hun ;]
AvalonTheLadyKiller - lol It really was! I'm so jealous of my own character getting a belly rub from Victor. She'll be no match for these two sexy ferals 3 Also, I know how you feel when it comes to cats shoving themselves into your face - I have 3 in my house but one of them, the only male, is the worst at it. I swear I get my own hairballs thanks to him! XD
CherylNixon - Thankyou hun!
GottaKeepGoing - LOL No, she isn't a yeti. Haha. Her fur is short, but thick & soft like a tiger's, since that is the animal her mutation is based off - a white siberian tiger. I feel so happy and flattered that you feel this story encourages uniqueness & originality for other stories. If I can even inspire one person I'll be on cloud nine, I swear! As for her food preferences, they are mainly from her time as a 'human'. Since she didn't look a feral from birth and her mutation was triggered late in her life (according to this story world, not that over twenty is old in the slightest for us), she was raised as just human. So she loves animals, hates the site of blood in any meat, although she does love thoroughly cooked meat. Pink just doesn't look right and looks raw to her, so its unappetizing, the blood further puts her off. Despite being feral and a strong one at that this has still carried through. She doesn't like fish either - won't even touch that, but a well done piece of lamb, chicken, etc will be devoured. She's just her own oddball kind of feral. XD
Guest - Thankyou hun
Koryandrs - Aww, thankyou hun!
JaneTheRyu - lol My cats are just as picky too. Won't eat anything in jelly, only gravy, and sometimes flavours they liked last month will be disgusting to them this month. Then they'll only eat tuna other days, and its just insane how wierd they are. As for a picture - yes please do! I'd love to see any work you do for this story if you ever do it. Its so flattering you're even considering. You know what would make an amazing picture? One of the moment where Victor rubs her tummy...
Anueye - Well, here's the next chapter ;]