The tent was quiet, except for the sound of the rain and my heavy breathing.
"I won't snitch..." I mumbled, my mouth tasting like mud.
"Great!" Michael hopped off his throne and came closer, crouching down in front of me.
"I would have given you painkillers, but they would interfere with your beast advancement," Baron explained, tying the last knot and adjusting my arm to make it more comfortable, "You will have to endure the pain for now."
I nodded and sniffled, fighting back the tears as he explained how I had to be pushed to my limits in order to advance.
"Go fetch water," Baron told Skaris, "We need to clean her up."
Skaris stood up and left.
Michael didn't talk, just watched me, his eyes scanning my face. I felt like he was trying to figure something out.
"What?" Baron asked.
"You think Little Miss will be better off without us? Like Darling said?" Michael asked.
"She might be happier in a safer place." Baron put away the medical supplies, "If she knew what it's like to be pampered and cherished like a treasure by the males from our world, she might change her mind about us."
Why did it sound like they were having the same doubts as me? Like I would leave them for someone better, if I had someone like that show up one day?
"We have to stall Darling's plans before she finds a place like that for Little Miss," Michael knocked my forehead with his knuckles, "You just have to create a mate bond with one of us, Little Miss. Then you will never have to run and build up strength ever again. No more pain, no more training, just endless pleasure."
"That sounds... like a dream," I grinned, the mud cracking on my face. Being someone's treasure...that was a wonderful dream to have.
"She is too easy, she is going to agree to a first offer from a male. We should at least raise her standards," Baron chuckled, taking the bucket from Skaris and dipping a towel in it, "In case we fail to keep her, that is."
Michael used his sharp nail to cut the rag dress in half and peeled it off me.
"..." I didn't know what to say, hoping I would be able to sew it back together later.
"Don't move," Michael warned, "I'll send Moyu to buy you new clothes in the town later. And if you are scared of dirtying them, then I will burn them every time you refuse to wear them. Waste my ass, I won't care."
"..."
"..." Baron cleaned the dirt off me with the towel. The water was warm, a pleasant temperature, and felt really nice on my skin.
Skaris returned with another bucket of water and Baron washed my hair, untangling it with his fingers, combing it gently.
My eyes widened when Skaris carried a whole cooking pot inside the tent next. It was big enough to fit all of me inside, not just my feet.
Baron dipped me into the water and I sunk into it, only keeping my broken arm dry.
I was thinking about all the animals that had been cooked inside the same pot. My thoughts then switched to being the one being cooked inside it. It wasn't the most pleasant thought.
Baron and Skaris left me to soak and went out again to wash themselves, returning not long after.
"Seems like we can call it a day for today's training," Baron said, holding a bag of nuts, making me eat from his palm, "We will have to teach you how to fall correctly next time."
I nodded, taking a mouthful of nuts, enjoying the crunch and flavor. I didn't feel hungry, but my body needed the food to recover.
I was half asleep when Baron moved me to the mattress and dried me up. He didn't let me sleep yet though, instead massaged my body with warm oil. It smelled great and felt even better.
His hands moved from my shoulders to my chest, sliding down my belly, then went over my thighs and ended at my ankles. He repeated this a few times, until my entire body was covered in the shiny oil and I smelled like a field of herbs.
He then covered me with a blanket and lay down beside me. I turned to my side to face him, blinking my eyes.
Michael had some comments about it, but Baron shushed him, telling him to use his toys if he was horny, and not to bother us.
"I broke them all," Michael complained.
"Then use your hands," Baron said.
"Not soft enough, not warm enough, not wet enough," Michael whined, poking Baron's butt with his tail, "The rain stresses me out and it's my bed time. Sleepy sex is the best cure for insomnia. I can't sleep until I get my dose."
"I already gave you one yesterday. Why are you still horny?"
"The rain," Michael said as if it was enough of an explanation, "The rain makes me want to breed, okay? Don't question nature."
"Ask Skaris," Baron suggested.
"No way in hell. He's the one who brings out the worst in me, right after Darling. I don't know what I will end up doing to him if he doesn't stop me. And we all know he won't."
"Then go to Moyu," Baron said.
"Who is going to work tomorrow then? He will be useless for at least half of the day if I touch him, and he is already behind schedule." Michael argued, "I'm being considerate here, can't you see? I don't want to disturb the pack's peace, so I'm trying to get it from you. Be a good brother and help your brother out."
"I have my hands full with Little Miss," Baron patted my head, "Who is going to take care of her if you get out of control?"
Michael's head appeared from behind Baron, peeking at me, "I never get out of control with you. You always tame me so well," he said, his head on Baron's shoulder.
"..." Baron licked his hand and moved his arm behind his back, doing something that made Michael melt on his shoulder with a happy grin.
He was glued to Baron's back, his arm hung lazily over Baron's waist.
I heard some thrusting and squelching sounds, but except Baron's arm moving rhythmically in between their bodies, their bodies were still.
The rhythm was steady and slow, and I found myself dozing off to it, my eyes closing and then opening. It was very soothing, and I could see why Michael liked it so much.
Michael's breathing quickened, his face burying in Baron's shoulder.
"I just washed myself," Baron warned, "Make me hard and I will tear your dick off."
Michael panted, "..." and fell on his back, disappearing from my sight.
Baron continued to touch him, not bothering to look back to check his condition.
I glanced down in between Baron's legs and he moved my chin back up with his free hand, then pressed his pointer against his lips, silently telling me not to reveal what I just saw.
I didn't want him to tear off Michael's dick, so I nodded, closing my eyes and pretending I didn't see anything.
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I hope you enjoyed the small mass release. Thank you for all the support so far. 🤍
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