Chapter- 8
Yoohoo peeps, back with another chap and I'm making some of my own rules about female ferals here. Hope y'all like it :-}
A big thanks to Angel897, The Aquaman and a wonderful guest for their superb reviews and yes, y'all guessed it right ;-}
I can't escape this hell
So many times I've tried
But I'm still caged inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one would ever change this animal I have become
And help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal
Kahli shifted once again and looked out of the window with a grimace. Creed's eyes were fixed on the road and his ears on that eardrum bursting song. She had no idea where they were going today and she didn't want to ask him anything after yesterday either. Whatever he did to her and her..., it'd made things a little bit awkward between them.
"How long are ya gonna keep squirmin' like that?" Creed growled at another shift of her left ass cheek. It was really distracting. He really needed something to start the damned conversation. She hadn't said a word to him since whatever he did to her in the living room yesterday and honestly, he was really missing her honey-dipped, broken English.
"This b-ra thing, it so tight." her hands reached behind her back and slipped up into her top. "Can I remove it?"
"What? No!" Creed exclaimed with widened eyes. "You gotta keep it on until we get back home." he seriously couldn't believe he had just told a frail to keep her clothes on before him. He gave himself a mental slap.
Sabertooth snorts.
Ya deserve it, dumbass.
"Okay." Kahli groaned again with a pout. "So where we go?"
The car finally stopped. He turned his face to hers smirking. "To meet an old friend of mine."
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After a soft knock, the weathered, paint less door opened with a loud creak and a very familiar face in his 'human' form stepped forward to welcome his guests. Ladies and gentlemen, it's none other than Henry Philip 'Hank' McCoy also known as 'The Beast'.
"Now that's what I call a pleasant surprise!" Creed displayed a canined grin. "Long time no see, McCoy."
"Well, I cannot say the same thing about you because you're a headliner these days, Mr. Creed." Hank gave a forced smile and turned his attention to the exotic feral beauty standing with Creed.
"So this is the girl you were talking about on the phone, right?" he inhaled her sweet scent deeply, making Kahli raise an eyebrow at his freaking behaviour. Why was this feral man smelling her like a dog?
Her intoxicating smell filled his lungs. "Let me introduce myself to the young lady, I'm-" before the man in specs could take Kahli's hand in his, Creed grabbed his shoulder and pushed him away.
"Don't even think about it furball, she's MINE!" Victor let out a warning growl.
Hank's nostrils flared at the unexpected shove. "It was just a handshake, Victor." he growled back.
"Whatever. Just keep your fuckin' hands away from my Mate!" he possessively wrapped his left arm around Kahli, making her eyes widen.
Hank sighed and shook his head. He adjusted his glasses again and widened the door. "Just come in, you two."
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"So that where one of the greatest scientists of the world lives, huh?" both Kahli and Creed ran their eyes around the small, dark square. An arrogant smirk on Creed's face. "Gotta say, as good as a shit hole."
Hank hastily crossed the room and picked up an old thermos flask from a dirty counter. "You know how rapidly things've changed after Westchester Incident. The survivors quickly had to find a hiding place before Transigen's hounds could catch us, tea anyone?" Creed shook his head and Kahli didn't know what tea was so she didn't even bother to reply and spun around to explore the room.
"Heard about Xavier." A fine line of seriousness crossed Creed's face. "A good man like him didn't deserve all that shit."
"What can I say? None of us deserved it." Hank gave a soft shrug. "The Legacy Virus destroyed so many lives around the country and now the situation is like that, mutants have to live in hiding all the time. Even I had to recreate those mutancy suppressing serums. They work only for eight or nine hours but at least it makes me look like one of them when I have to go out—please don't touch that." Kahli nodded and silently put the small jar filled with blueish liquid back down.
"Forget all that shit, McCoy." Creed grumbled and dropped into a small chair lying near the counter. "You know why I'm here. Just give me everything you have on female felines."
"Well," Hank cleared his throat and walked over to his study table to pick up a book. "Before we start, let me tell you that I'm really glad to know you're collecting all the information you can on female ferals before jumping into...your savage desires for your Mate, something I never expected from someone like you." A short, taunting smile on Hank's lips.
"Do you think I'm just a dumb animal with no goddamn brains?" Creed almost growled this time and looked over at his kitten who was busy checking out Hank's weird jars. "I know feral females are almost extinct now. In fact, this one is the only one I've seen in the past twenty fuckin' years. But the problem is, the girl was left in a jungle when her fuckin' parents found out she was a mutant so she doesn't know a damn thing about the outer world. I gotta teach her everything about this damn world as well as herself but for that, I need to know about her kind first. That's why I'm here."
"Very well then," Hank let out another short smile and opened the book. "So, according to my years' research on the Feline Feralogy, feline females are a totally different breed when it comes to comparing them with feline males. Super human senses, agility, durability and reflexes, they're superior to males about all these things and their healing factors are much faster and more adaptive than males's which means they're born with claws and sharp canines and a small healing factor unlike male ferals who achieve their mutations mostly at the age of five. A female grows up very fast and starts looking like an eighteen year old teenager in the mere age of ten and that's when her first feral cycle starts, mostly on their dates of birth. It's a really dangerous and painful period. She has to go through unimaginable agony and high fever derived from a sudden and powerful surge of pheromones. In other words, her body craves a male of her kind to mate with. The pain soothing proteolytic enzymes present in the semen of male alleviate her pain and quench her thirst for copulation. Her healing stops working completely at this time so her body can accept the sperms for procreation. That's how it works with them."
"And what about their high death rate?"
"Well, about that I can say the first three feral cycles are the most important and life threatening ones in a female's life. Each comes after every five years. She desperately needs to find a Mate within these three periods or she won't be able to see her fourth cycle because of unbearable pain, it increases with every cycle and it becomes the reason of heart failure by the third period."
Creed mused over McCoy's words. "So you mean to say this upcoming cycle of Kahli, it's the first legal and the most dangerous period of her life."
"Yes." Hank gave a serious nod. "You gotta be with her at that time and believe me, I'm telling you to for a reason. These cycles, they're the most uncontrollable stage of a feral girl's life. She has no control over the hormonal changes happening in her body in those three days. She behaves like a possessed person who just wants a male of her kind to mate with, no matter whoever it is. The pheromones she releases at that time can drive any male of the world insane and I'm not just talking about feral males here, that includes humans and even animals. Once they find her alone, they'll attack her, rape her and leave her to die and trust me, a feral female in heat never survives a brutal physical assault with her weakened healing factor. It's a bitter truth behind their high death rate."
Creed sighed and looked back to him Mate. The poor girl had no idea what was coming to get her on her next birthday but he wouldn't let anything happen to her! She's his, ONLY HIS! His to protect, his to take care of and his to mate with!
"If you don't mind, can I ask you something, Victor?"
Creed leaned back into the chair. "Shoot."
"We both know how feral males behave when they see a female of their kind. Their first reaction is to lay their claim on the female but you, I can see no claiming mark around her neck. Why?"
Creed smirked and leaned forward. His fingers interlocked with one another. "Like I said earlier, the girl doesn't know a thing about the humans or ferals. All she knows that she's a fighter and she will fight anything that tries to control her or her life. So if I need to make her stay with me forever, I'll have to go easy with her, at least at first."
Hank smirked back. "Never expected that kind of statement from you but I'm really glad you are not going all Alpha on her. Besides, there are very few ferals in the world who know that if you wait and mark a female in her feral cycle, it will create a feral telepathic bond between you two."
"I heard about that a long time ago." Creed gave a smirking nod. "That was my second reason to keep her bite less so far."
"It's not a myth, but it only works on the Class Fives through. It helps you both to keep a watch on each other."
Creed nodded again and then looked at his watch. He hastily got up. "Time to leave now, c'mon kitten." Kahli spun and walked over to Creed. Victor wrapped a possessive arm around her again. They turned for the door.
"Just one last question." Creed abruptly halted and looked over his shoulder. "Do you know...where that asshole with spikes is these days?"
"I-I don't know." Hank shrugged softly. "The last time i heard from him he was living somewhere in Northern Mexico." Creed gave a short nod and hastily opened the door before rushing out.
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"What this?" Kahli cocked her head to the side and narrowed her eyes down at a small, dark brown square decorated with loads of cherries. It smelled strangely good but she had no idea what it was.
Creed smirked. "It's a chocolate cake. Frails like it very much for some shitty reason."
Kahli picked up her spoon and buried it into the chocolaty goodness. She picked up a small heap on her spoon and crammed it into her mouth. Her eyes broadened in pleasant surprise. This cho-co-late thing was really...
"Mmmm..this...good." the only adjective she could find at the moment.
Creed smirked and gazed at his Mate's face, musing over whatever McCoy said today. Kahli tried to ignore his eyes for a while but she finally had to ask. "What you think?"
"I'm thinkin' about whatever McCoy said about you. Did ya get any of that?"
Kahli shook her head. "His English..str-ange." Victor had to chuckle on this one. Of course his scientific English'll have gone over her head.
"Well let me translate his nonsense into simple words for ya. He said your upcoming cycle is going to the most painful and dangerous one. You gotta be very careful this time."
"I not need to be ca-re-ful." she lifted her eyes and gave a big stupid smile. "I have you this time."
She had no idea. She had no idea what her words did to him. They showed her trust in him, a trust that says her Mate will protect her from all the goddamned troubles of the world, keep her happy and satisfied all the time and fill her belly with his cubs. It filled him with a strange pride.
"So we go back home now?" her sentence pulled him out of his proud, little moment.
"Yeah, why?" he simpered again. "You wanna go somewhere else?"
"I see on tv, humans go out and see new places on ho-liday I never see this place so can we go?"
Creed let out a lazy smile. "Sure."
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"WOOOOOO!" Kahli's eyeballs turned into damned balloons as she stepped into Siegfried & Roy's Secret Garden and Dolphin Habitat. After spending the entire day in roaming around and seeing the most famous places of the city of the entertainment, Victor finally brought his Mate to the place he often came to find some peace of mind among his 'own' kind. Tigers, lions, panthers, leopards and elephants, she'd seen all these animals in her jungle when she was very small, maybe only four or five. But one by one, they were all brutally killed by those damned hunters. Other than all of them, she saw a unique fish named Dol-phi-n here.
"Liked it?" Victor smirked into her ear from behind. Her face suddenly turned stiff.
"No." she turned around and momentarily looked into his eyes before starting walking.
Creed let out a confused smirk and followed her. "And why is that?"
"You see their eyes? They not shine like animals in jungle. They live here but they not happy here." Creed finally got what she meant by her no and had to admit...she was brutally right.
"Yer right, kitten." he nodded and shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "They all deserve to be in the place they belong to, jungle but humans? They've trapped them all in their world. Even I often feel myself trapped here. My animal's instinctual urges for hunt and blood drive me insane sometimes and then I have to find a let out."
"Let out?"
"Yes. I have to go outside and find a wood so I can hunt some animal and take out my frustration on it."
Kahli abruptly stopped and glared at Victor. "But that wrong, Viktar. Those animals not do anything wrong with you. Then why you kill them?"
Creed gave a careless shrug. "Because if i don't, then I'll have to kill one of those goddamn humans."
"Then kill them, not animals."
Sabertooth's jaw drops.
Did she just say what I thought she said?
She nodded softly. "Yes. I not tell you to hunt good humans. Hunt bad humans, who hurt other humans and animals. They need to die." Victor couldn't believe she had just said something like that. A frail was telling him to kill humans and she had no problem with it?
Damn...how did he get that lucky?
Before Creed could say anything else, a strong waft of a tigress in heat hit his nostrils. He looked over Kahli's shoulder and smirked wickedly. "Well well well. Now see what we got here."
Kahli narrowed her eyes and turned around. Her brown pools widened as she saw a female tiger pant under a male tiger who was pushing something in and out of her from behind. A heavy crowd'd gathered around their fence for whistling and giggling uncontrollably.
"See that, kitten?" Creed seductively whispered into her ears. "That's what I'm goin' to do to you in your heat days." Kahli gulped hard and watched the whole live porn without blinking once until the workers of the garden rushed over and started covering the fences with their automatic, dark shades.
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"What's goin' on up here, kitten?" Creed tapped the side of Kahli's head from behind. She'd been staring into space out of the window of her room for the past one hour.
She slowly turned around and looked up to Victor. "I think about what I see in the garden." her sentence had more nervousness than shame.
The feral man smirked. His left index claw reached up to trace her cheek. "I'm really surprised to know you never saw that before even when you've spent all your previous life in a jungle."
"Vidal never let me see that. He say it a bad thing." she gave a pursed smile.
Sabertooth snorts.
Our brother-in-law deserves ta be hunted down by us on that.
Creed sighed and shrugged. "Well that's how it happens, kitten. You go in heat, get down on all fours and enjoy the pounding my cock will give to your sweet little pussy from behind." A leering grin from Creed that made her blush deeply.
She bit her lip and momentarily thought before asking another question. "It hurt?"
"Only at first." he replied. He couldn't believe he was being forced to give the fucking sex education to his Mate BY his Mate. "But in humans and mutants, It hurts less when the frail is wet."
"And how frail get wet?" another annoying question.
He scowled at her. "There're alotta ways, but the main one is kissing."
"Kiss?" she'd heard that word on tv. "What a kiss?"
Now that was the most annoying question. He really had no idea what a kiss was because he'd never kissed a frail before. He had tried to kiss a girl in his teenage once, but the bitch slapped him and called him a fucking monster. He never bothered to stick his lips to any frail's after that and always did all of them from behind.
"You really wanna know what a fuckin' kiss is, take this phone and find it out yourself." he handed her a brand new IPhone 19 and showed her how Siri worked.
"She's yours. Ask the bitch anything you want."
She opened the new device nervously. "Siri, show me kiss." And Tadaaa! Siri presented all the kissing videos from YouTube. She clicked on one of them. She cocked her head to the side and watched the whole video confusedly in which a girl and a boy were doing nothing but rub their lips against each other.
Kahli scrunched up her nose. "They do nothing but rub their lips."
Creed plopped down on her bed and locked his arms behind his head before closing his eyes. "Well that's what a kiss is all about."
Only God know what hit her mind, but she slowly walked to her bed and laid down beside him. Creed opened his eyes and looked at her. There was a strange desire in her eyes."Kiss me."
His eyebrows touched the sky as he heard her. He quickly sat up and glared at her. "What?"
She also sat up and bit down her lip nervously. "I not know nothing about sex and what I see today, it look dirty and pain. You say humans and mutants do it diff-rent and it not hurt much so show me."
"B-But Kahli-"
"Please Viktar?" damn those big, brown pleading eyes. She would never understand why he didn't want to do it. He tried to do it once and that frail ended up dead by his claws. What if she didn't like his mouth, either?
Sabertooth growl out loud.
Don't be a dumbass again and just kiss our Mate!
After listening to his animal this time, Victor's lips hesitatingly advanced towards Kahli's. Kahli let out a shuddering breath and proceeded. A breath stopping distance between their lips. They'll have to do it, it's inevitable.
Kahli's lips trembled. "V-Vik-"
Victor finally closed the damned distance between them. A surprise moan jumped out of Kahli as she felt Victor's rough tongue entered her mouth. She had no idea what to do now. She tried to recall whatever she'd seen in the video a few minutes ago and started rubbing her trembling lips against Victor's. Her reaction encouraged Creed. He cupped her left cheek as he deepened the kiss. Her aroused scent filled the air. Kahli's quivering hands reached up to caress the back of his head and before they both could understand anything else, Victor pushed her back on the wide bed and started devouring her mouth with everything he had.
"Ahhh.." Kahli arched her back and whimpered sharply as Creed bit down her bottom lip and drew fresh blood. Her blood tasted sweet, sweeter than anything he'd ever tasted. Kahli's eyes rolled back when his hands hungrily started groping at her covered tits, squeezing, massaging them. Before both his need for her and the damned kiss could drive him completely insane, he hastily and unwantingly broke the kiss. Kahli opened her eyes groggily, her head still spinning. Victor grinned down at her and trailed his hand down between her legs. Kahli let out another shuddering breath as his fingers touched her heavy wetness.
"Feelin' wet, ain't ya, little girl?" a very smug smirk from the feral man. He grinned again when she blushed deeply and hid her face in pillow.
Suddenly a mind blowing idea hit his mind. He can't fuck her till her cycle doesn't mean he can't have some fun with her right? After all, there is a very interesting thing named 'foreplay'. Humans love it very much. It's gonna be a totally different thing for him too but if everyone else enjoy it, he's sure they will too.
His index talon dug under her chin and turned her face to him. "Want to know about other ways a man makes his woman wet?" Kahli blushed furiously again but nodded softly. The scarlet brush of her cheeks made Victor chuckle.
"So get ready kitten, your classes for sex education start tomorrow."
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The Animal I Have Become by Three Days Grace. What an awesome song.
So who's signing up for professor Creed's sex education classes? I am and you ;p?