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Legendary Werewolf
Chapter 9: Uninvited Late-Night Guest
Still inside her, he gently lowered and laid himself on top of Ayame, smiling happily as she stroked his hair. "Was I too rough?" he asked as he nuzzled her breasts, "If I was, sorry about that – I can't help myself." Ayame giggled in reply. "Mommy? Daddy?" asked a familiar voice, "Are you there?" The couples' eyes widened and hurriedly pulled on their clothes. "In a second, Lucifer," said Ayame as she pulled on a robe while Kouga fastened the button on his pants. When they made sure they looked semi-presentable, Kouga unlocked and opened the door. "What's wrong, sweetie?" she asked as she knelt to Lucifer's height, "Had a bad dream?" Lucifer shook his head and blinked innocently. Just as she was about to ask something else, Ayame noticed something…something horribly wrong. "You're not my son!" she shouted as she stood up and backed away; Kouga followed her, eyebrow raised at this sudden behavior.
The little boy laughed darkly and began to morph into its true form – a demon. "I almost had you…" it said, "No matter, your soul is mine!" and reached out to grab her…but then the two remaining hellhounds – Cain and Diablo – pounced and knocked the demon over with their combined weight. The demon roared and threw them off; Cain and Diablo regained their balance immediately and charged towards the demon once again, teeth bared and snarling furiously at their 'unwelcomed' guest. The demon gave a low growl and stood his ground; in just one move, it grabbed the hellhounds by their necks and snapped them with a simple flick of its wrists, dropping the limp bodies to the ground. Just when it thought that things are going smoothly, Ayame – in her Legendary Werewolf form (transformed while it was distracted) – suddenly grabbed and pinned the demon to the wall, growling angrily. After she and the demon stood and wrestled with each other for a few grueling seconds, Ayame used all the strength she could muster and hurled the demon out the nearest window – CRASH! The demon saw his chance and tightened his hold on Ayame…
Kouga stood and stared wide-eyed at the broken window. It all happened too fast – first his wife was fighting a demon that impersonated his son, and then [before he could stop them] the demon pulled Ayame along as it was hurled out the window. Ayame screamed as she fell from the castle's highest floor and landed flat on her back, knocked out – it takes more than a high fall to kill the Legendary Werewolf. Kouga leaned out the window and watched the demon – unharmed by the fall – stood and held a glowing pendant over her; Ayame's soul floated out of her like a mist and into the red jewel, before being hung around the demon's neck. Letting out a dark laugh, it opened a portal to the underworld and disappeared, leaving an unconscious and naked Ayame lying on the soft grass as the portal closed. Tearing his eyes away from the scene, he grabbed a blanket and jumped out the window, landing perfectly next to his wife and wrapping up her naked body. As he carried her indoors and towards the bedroom, he saw Lucifer at his bedroom door, looking curiously at him and his mother. "What happened to Mommy?" he asked, noticing glass shards on the floor behind his parents. Knowing that his son must've seen part of the fight, Kouga replied, "The demon…he – I mean 'it' – took Mommy's soul. But don't worry, kiddo – she'll be okay. Now get back to sleep, Lucifer. Daddy has to take care of Mommy for a while." Lucifer agreed and obeyed without a second thought. After managing to shut his son's bedroom door closed, he heads to their room and gently laid Ayame on the bed before looking for clean underwear and clothes. Unwrapping her from the blanket, Ayame's nude body sent unbidden images flashing in his mind and the need to satisfy his sexual desire was slowly taking over, but he controlled himself and began to dress her up, ignoring the tingling sensation between his legs. As soon as he pulled the last clothing item over her, he rushed to the bathroom to take care of his 'business' as his cock ached with desire.