The Hunters and the Hunted

Author's note: The story continues, part 4 of 6. If you haven't read Chapters 1 through 3, now would be a good time to do it. As before, comments and voting are greatly appreciated, especially voting. It helps me know how well I am being entertaining. Thanks...

The Hunters and the Hunted – Chapter 4

Preparing for the Pet Parade...

* ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *

The Gathering of the Clan for a Full Moon celebration was usually an impressive social event, capable of raising the hosts' status considerably.

This time, it was simply raising their blood pressure.

"What do we do with the humans?" Trudy asked Viktor bluntly – with Angelo and Skye sitting right there.

"I don't know," Viktor told her. "I doubt they could survive a Clan gathering, and their scent will be all over the place without sufficient time to remove it. And tomorrow is Sunday. They should be on their way back home in the afternoon."

"But if the Clan start showing up early..." Trudy intimated.

"Then we'd be expected to share our pets and that could be a big problem," Viktor concluded.

"Excuse me!" Skye broke in, a bit pissed. "The

humans

are sitting right here! You want to tell us what the fuck you're talking about? And could I get some relief,

please?

" She indicated her swollen breasts.

"Angelo, would you please suckle Skye," Trudy asked him. "She'll be swollen and lactating for about an hour... maybe less."

"Um... sure?" Angelo answered, with a nervous look to Skye.

"You keep that wolf-cock out of me," she told him as he began to move towards her. "I don't have any more brains left to cum out."

"It works like this," Viktor broke in, "to answer your question. Humans are the favorite sexual playthings for our kind of werewolf. You've just experienced why. There are about three to four dozen Clan members who will be descending on this manor house over the next eighteen to twenty-four hours, to be gathered together to celebrate the Full Moon. We, as their hosts, are expected to see to their comfort and provide other hospitality."

"Your sex-scent is going to be very prominent and they will not miss it. They will want to enjoy you as we have done. They aren't going to believe we don't keep a stable of human pets. Even if you left and went back to town right now, your sex-scent is so intriguing that I am sure one or more enterprising and probably young Clan members would try to locate you in town. You can imagine what kind of havoc a few very horny and barely disciplined werewolves could wreak amongst you humans."

Angelo was listening. Barely. He had a rather dazed look and for some reason was getting stoned off of Skye's milk. Skye on the other hand, though getting thoroughly relaxed from the let-down, was paying close attention.

"So what happens if we stay here?" she asked. "We'll just keep to our room and not bother anyone."

"Some will insist you be shared," Trudy explained. "Others will accept our decision not to share our personal pets. Mostly it will come down to what Stefan decides to do. As the clan's Laird, he could order us to share you with the pack. He wouldn't be likely to do that if we intercept him and point out we consider you our private property. But without other humans around, your presence will cause a fairly large amount of agitation. We don't want you injured and we don't want strife within the clan."

"Not an easy position," Viktor pointed out.

Skye was quiet for quite awhile as Angelo finished draining her, or at least suckling her down substantially, while he got fairly well stoned.

"What if..." Skye tried tentatively. "What if I

wanted

to be fucked by other members of the clan?"

Viktor and Trudy stared at her as if she had just grown multiple heads.

"Would I have to fuck them all?" Skye went on, very unsure of herself. "Could it be limited to 'x' number of the ranking clan members? Or only males? And what about this healing ability of yours? Could you have me at work Monday morning as if nothing had happened?"

"In short, is there some way I can help you with your problem?"

Viktor held up his finger to quiet her as he turned to Trudy.

"Stefan could do it," he stated. "I can't, but that's only because I'm not the top Alpha. Or Höllenschlund could, as Shaman. She could compel those not chosen to remain detached."

"What about the Bitches?" Trudy asked. "We're not going to want to sit on the sidelines and watch Skye get gangbanged, without getting some ourselves."

"Perhaps Höllen knows magics to make Angelo serviceable to the females," Viktor suggested, "without taking any significant damage."

"We would have to buttonhole both of them as soon as they arrived," Trudy pointed out. "And be prepared to lock Skye and Angelo away if we can't get Stefan's and Höllen's cooperation."

Viktor turned back to Skye.

"If you are truly serious about offering yourself in this way, and if we can do it safely, you would bring tremendous honor and prestige to my household... and that includes my sister, since neither of us are mated. But it is dangerous and not to be entered into lightly. Imagine what you have just experienced, but ten-fold, repeatedly, for hours. We could shorten the time each male had with you, but it would still be intense, after intense, after intense. Are you sure you want to do this?"

"No," Skye told him honestly, "I'm scared shitless. But I'm willing."

Viktor looked at Angelo.

"Guess I'll have to wait until he is sober to ask Angelo," he smiled. "For now, though, let's get you comfortable and healed as best we can, while Trudy and I plan out how to manage the incoming party."

"Okay," Trudy decided, "it's a little after 2am. By 3am, Skye and Angelo should be back to normal, or very close. I'll have Eoghan and Coeruleus help them back to their room. Viktor, you get on the horn and try to intercept Stefan and Höllen and make sure they talk to us first. Also, try to find out who's arriving when. I'll check the larder and make up the shopping list. As soon as our pets are to bed, Eoghan and Coeruleus can make the run to the store for the purchasable supplies."

"When you're off the phone, you can join me and we'll make a trip to the forest for enough meat to feed two dozen for two days. After the Full, if anyone is staying, they can pull their own weight and help us hunt."

"If we are very lucky, no one is showing up until much later in the afternoon."

"As you wish," Viktor nodded. "You have charge of our pets. I'm headed for the office."

* ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *

It was a little more than an hour later that Skye, with still tender breasts but only dripping a little, and Angelo, with a sore and slightly discolored cock that was almost back to normal, were being tucked into bed by Coeruleus, who was back in her human form.

"If my Lord or my Lady need anything, please use the bell pull," she was admonishing them. "Do not feel shy – I am here to serve you and to see to your needs."

"Sera, would you please come here a moment?" Skye asked, ensconced in the luxurious bedding. She and Angelo were still buzzed from Trudy's milk and its healing as it coursed through them, leaving them in a slightly dream-like state. Coeruleus obediently moved over to Skye's side of the bed where Skye beckoned to her with her arms.

Leaning forward to see what Skye wanted, Sera suddenly found herself being drawn into a hug and then a kiss from the human. She let herself be pulled in, not sure what else to do. After all, she was there to serve them.

Skye and Sera were both surprised, though, when Sera's pheromones suddenly came online, flooding the air and cranking them both up. A fine, dark blonde fur was beginning to sprout all over Sera's body and extra tits were beginning to push out of her chest. Her breathing became labored and she struggled to control her animal instincts.

"Oh, my God..." Skye breathed. "You are so tantalizing! Beautiful, raw, sensual... I hope you're not offended, Sera."

"Not offended, ma'am," Sera answered, trying to straighten up. "Just confused."

"Confused?" Skye iterated. "By what?"

"By the feelings rushing through me because of intimate contact with you," Sera admitted. "I have not had intimate touch with a human before and I find the feelings strange and compelling and... very exciting."

"You've never had sex with a human?" Skye asked, shocked. "I thought all you werewolves prowled for human partners."

"When one has matured enough, my Lady, that is generally true," Sera acknowledged.

"Um, Sera... just how old are you?" Skye asked, suddenly wondering if she'd committed some kind of major faux pas by making a pass at the girl... or bitch... or whatever.

"In solar years or human equivalent years, my Lady?" Sera asked in return.

"Both."

"Let's see... 1,825 lunars would be about 140 solar years," Sera calculated. "And that would be equivalent to about 19 or 20 in human years, until I am 200 at which time everything slows down."

"So you're like a 20-year-old virgin," Skye stated, the question implied in the statement.

"Not a virgin, my Lady," Sera told her. "Simply not used to the ways of humans and their sexuality."

"You know, Sera," Skye told her thoughtfully as she settled back down into the bed. "If we get a chance sometime and it's okay with Viktor and Trudy, I'd love to explore 'human sexuality' with you. But not right now... I need to get some sleep."

"Yes, my Lady," Sera answered as the fur and breasts slowly retracted. "Remember the bell pull. Breakfast will be available anytime after 6am."

"Good night, Sera," Skye yawned, slipping deeper into the covers.

"G'night," Angelo added, doing the same.

"Good-night Sir, good-night Ma'am," Sera smiled as she extinguished the lights and faded from the room.

* ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *

"According to Stefan, we've got six mated pairs, six solo Dogs and seven solo Bitches coming," Viktor told Trudy as they huddled over Irish coffee. "That's twenty-five plus the four of this household, and our two humans. Feeding and housing them is no problem. Fucking them will be. I'm not sure Skye and Angelo are up to that level of activity."

"Did you get Stefan and Höllen to agree to see us first, before meeting with the others?" Trudy asked, making notes in her phone.

"Yes, and they will be among the first arriving later this morning, probably around 11am. According to Stefan, we will have about an hour, maybe two, before we are slammed with the arrival of the others. Slammed is my word, of course, not his. 'Honored' is what I think he said."

"Then we take the easy way out," Trudy pointed out. "We limit the use of our pets to the Solos. The Mateds shouldn't have a problem with that and it cuts the numbers in half, almost. And we invoke the 'Health and Safety' rule. They're our pets and not to be abused. 'No means no' and all that. If we keep it to fucking and leave the kink out, I think Skye and Angelo can survive, especially if Höllen can do something to boost their endurance and healing."

Viktor looked thoughtful for a long several seconds before slowly agreeing.

"I think you're right. If we're careful how we set it up, it could be a good thing. We still need to deliver Skye to work Monday morning, rested and fully functional. But that's something we can cover with Höllen when she gets here."

"In the meantime, do we want to wake our humans for breakfast, or let them sleep in?" Trudy asked.

"It's only 7am," Viktor observed. "How about we let them sleep and have Coeruleus take them breakfast in their rooms. They'll be safer there, especially with the others arriving at unpredictable times."

"Did you know that they've taken to calling Coeruleus 'Sera'?" Trudy asked. "She thinks it's cute. In fact, she thinks

they

are cute. Perhaps we should start calling her Sera as well. And also start thinking about making time to share her with them."

"If you weren't so sweet on your cousin," Viktor pointed out, "I might object rather strongly to sharing our pets with her. However, perhaps you are right. 'Sera' is old enough now to enjoy the ways of humans. I'd rather wait until after the Full, though."

"That could be problematic, Brother," Trudy smiled at him. "Since Sera is one of the solo Bitches."

The thought obviously was a surprise to Viktor and he mulled it over.

"The Full isn't the greatest time to introduce her to human sex," he observed after a few moments. "How about, after we've met with Stefan and Höllen, you take Sera to the humans' room and introduce her – and them – to what it's all about. I can play host and with Eoghan's help we should be able to handle the arrival of the clan."

"Agreed," Trudy smiled. "I'll let Sera know about breakfast and the plans."

* ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *

"Let me get this straight," the greying and grizzled old man virtually growled at Viktor and Trudy, "you've just picked up two new human pets –

just

picked up – one male, one female and they are the randy sort the clan thrives on, and you want me to help you deprive half the clan from enjoying them and limit the pleasure available to the other half. And this at a time when the clan lust will be highest."

"Yes, sir," Viktor acknowledged.

"And you want Höllen, here, to not only make sure they survive, but also see that they can function completely normally by tomorrow morning," Stefan went on in the same almost-growl, "so that at least one of them can go to work. The female, I think you said."

"Yes, sir," Viktor acknowledged again.

"Okay, so you've obviously hit the jackpot, Viktor," Stefan went on. "Hell, I can smell them from

here

, and I'm sure you have them safely stashed away somewhere. They must be some kind of special to you. So why are you even bothering to offer to share? Just tell the clan 'my pets, paws off' and bypass the whole issue."

"I'd rather not start a civil war, Father," Viktor answered seriously. "As you have noted, their scent is particularly strong. Some of the younger clan might not take 'no' for an answer as easily as you or I could. Or perhaps they might decide to go get their own humans, from town. Tonight. I don't need the State Police or the National Guard out hunting wolves right when our self control is a bit rickety."

"Besides... and you're not going to believe this... Skye and Angelo actually

want

to make themselves available. They have no clue what they're offering, but they're willing to do it. For Trudy. And for me. They're pretty much hooked on us and we'd like to keep them around for awhile – healthy."

"Yeah?" Stefan growled. "Seems like you're hooked on them, too."

"Yes, sir," Trudy spoke up. "It was not intentional, and... something about this pair is special. Which is why we thought that if there was some way to keep them moderately safe, we could let them sate their curiosity while building a stronger bond to the clan. As our Laird, you certainly could order us to share them. Or declare them off-limits, for that matter. Or anything in-between."

"You could reserve the right to sample them yourself. It is completely your call and we understand that. What we want is to keep our human pets healthy and the clan happy as best we can. They have remarkably high constitutions, as Höllen will certainly be able to determine. But they aren't immortal and they

can

be damaged."

Stefan thought it over for a bit before turning to Höllen.

"Okay, Goddess, what's your take on it?" he asked.

"I am not a goddess, Stefan," she chided him. "I am a Shaman of our Beneficent Mother Earth and the Compassionate One, our God. I serve those Powers... I am not them."

"Okay, Nature Bitch, I still want to know what you think."

"I think it will stretch my abilities, but if these pets are as resilient as Trudy claims, it is possible to both increase their endurance and heal them sufficiently so that by tomorrow, they can be normally functional. Walking a little funny, maybe, but functional."

"How can you tell if they're tough enough?" Stefan wanted to know next.

"Have sex with them," Höllen told him.

"Doesn't that defeat the purpose of limiting their exposure, since you're a

Force Majeure

unto yourself?"

"I do not need to have to have full, orgasmic sex with them," Höllen explained. "I need to touch them, intimately, to read their energy and determine their resonance with the biosphere. Simple masturbation would give me the information I need."

"How about if you were involved in a threesome?" Trudy asked, suddenly having an idea.

"That could work," Höllen acknowledged. "What did you have in mind?"

"Coeruleus, who has acquired the nickname Sera, is very intrigued by the humans and has never experienced human sex. After this meeting, I was going to take her to Skye and Angelo and walk her through her first experience, since she is a Solo and would be eligible – under our proposal – for sex with them during the Full. Better to have a private introduction, we thought. If you joined us, you could get your reading."

"Perfect," Höllen smiled. "I take it these humans are particularly responsive?"

"They Manifest very easily," Trudy told her. "And they are gluttons for pleasure."

"That will work very nicely," Höllen decided. "I am at your disposal."

"What about me?" Stefan interjected. "Is this a Bitches Only thing, or can I come along to 'experience' your new pets?"

"Can you behave yourself and keep it to 'normal' sex?" Trudy asked. "And not get in the way of Sera trying them out?"

"My dear, I have over eleven hundred years of practice," Stefan told her in a rather patronizing tone. "I believe I am up to the challenge."

"Then by all means, come along," Trudy decided. "Viktor and Eoghan are going to be sorting out our guests as they arrive. You won't be missed until moonrise – which, by the way, is 20:38 our time."

"I appreciate your hospitality," Stefan grinned. "If there is nothing else, this meeting is adjourned."

* ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *

"

Who the hell are they?

" Skye whispered vehemently to Angelo as they watched Trudy, Sera and two strangers enter their bedroom.

"Fuck if I know," was Angelo's brilliant response. "But don't they look kind of like those portraits?"

Trudy answered Skye's question by walking up to her and giving her a very sensual kiss which Skye felt compelled to return while her nethers swelled, her pulse increased and she started getting wet. Trudy did the same with Angelo and the hard-on was mostly up before she was done.

"Skye... Angelo... you know Sera," Trudy told them when she broke the kiss. "I would like you to meet Stefan, our clan Laird, or Chieftain, and Höllen, our clan Shaman."

At the word "Stefan", both Skye and Angelo bailed out of the bed – naked, it so happened – to move to the end of the bed in front of the newcomers. Angelo bowed his head in greeting and Skye actually tried to curtsey, which brought a smile to both Stefan and Höllen.

"Stefan, Höllen, I would like you to meet Skyler, better known as Skye, and Angelo – our new friends," Trudy introduced them. "I'm sorry, but I didn't get their clan names."

"Martinelli," Angelo announced abruptly, stepping forward and extending his hand towards Stefan. "My name is Angelo Martinelli."

"It is good to meet you, Angelo Martinelli," Stefan told him evenly as he took his hand. "You have impressed my children. I am Stefan, Clan Mac Tíre-fuil. It would translate in American to Clan Wolfblood."

"And I am Höllenschlund, Clan Mac Tíre-fuil," Höllen told him, stepping forward slightly. "Höllenschlund would translate as Hellmouth in American, but don't worry about it. Höllen is fine."

Angelo dropped Stefan's hand and took Höllen's, bowing as he brought it to his lips and kissed it.