Chapter 7: Eight-Legged Freaks

  (Meztag 20th-27th, Year 665 of the 4th Age)

  “Ok, everybody, be on the lookout,” dad spoke to his family as we officially ehe wilderness. “I hoped to leave sooner, but you’re all aware of what transpired earlier.” He grumbled to himself, and I could only decipher the word “fug,” from him.

  We all knew what dad was alluding to for the dey, and we were aware of why he was on edge. It was breeding season for a creature that lived near Akuv?llur, the Hawk Spider. Typically, the spiders kept to themselves. However, every ten years from te Meztag to mid-Kwathstag, the females bee increasingly hostile to anyone or anything they perceived as a threat to their eggs. Since dad wao leave Akuv?llur as soon as possible to receive the Alpha Prime’s letter, although circumstances earlier prohibited us, that meant we were susceptible to the araids.

  Mom was in the safest spot she could be in the carriage, surrounded by every armed male Fenri, except for dad, ahe pups inside her were the gravest of our s. We were armed with axes and swords; Róstran was mortified while wielding a on. At least, she was close enough to soothe Róstran’s agitation by f him. Seriously, how did mom do it?

  The vigincreased as soon as the carriage went into the woods. I gnced outside, notig the spider webs all over the pce. They were on the ground, bushes, tree trunks, and hanging off of the branches, moving with the wind, and they dimihe ining sunlight to the point of near nightfall. I shivered at the haunted vibes I was getting from the enviro. Only the carriage and dad soothing the horses broke the silehe ck of a did the exact opposite of calming me down; I was anxious to the point my heart would burst from my chest, fleeing the area. My eyes darted left and right, catg a glimpse of a figure disappearing behind a rotten log. I prayed to Faer that I was halluating.

  It turned out I wasn’t when the horses began panig, halting the carriage’s progress. Dad attempted to rein them, but they had other ideas. They accelerated, dragging everybody along. What used to be a retively smooth ride transformed into riding a pissed-off Mountain Bull. Yep, my ass is going to be sore for a day or two, I thought.

  The spiders emerged individually from the treetops, rapidly f a horde. They possessed standard characteristics for the araid, although they had two additional appendages on their backs that appeared like long, bony arms. Also, they were huge, making an adult tarantu look like a hatg.

  A ball of wet, sticky web spttered on the ground behind the carriage. Another flew overhead, nding in front of the horses. Dad exterminated some of the spiders, swinging at them with his sword one-handed as they desded. “Don’t let them anywhere on the carriage,” he ordered.

  One hairy, spear-like leg punctured the roof, ing within a couple feet of my face. Dágfárik lifted his sword straight up, stabbing where he presumed the main body was. The rest of my family and I covered our ears at the high-pitched, ungodly sound emanating from the spider as it fell off the carriage. Rynaki utilized the pointy end of his ax on another spider that attempted to infiltrate the back, pierg its regur head by one of its multiple eyes.

  Suddenly, we were tossed around when our ride flipped over. One of the balls of web impacted against a wheel, causing it to seize up. Scratch that; my entire body will be sore for a couple of days. Once our violent rollover ceased, we crawled out of the carriage, groaning from the bruises and dizzy.

  “I think I’m about to throw up,” Róstran spoke, sounding ed.

  Dad ran up to us, cursing as the ungutes fled from the se. At least, they distracted some of the spiders. “Everybody alright, including the pups?” We were, more or less.

  “The pups are fine, also,” Mom responded, rubbing her belly.

  “Now’s not the time to let your dizziness get the best of you! Get into position, this instant!”

  Everyo into formation like we rehearsed a while ago. Dad and his sons from his previous marriage were oer perimeter. Lárus, Róstran, and I formed the inner ring. Mom was in the ter of us, and she also wielded a on, a greataxe.

  The outer yer butchered a lot of spiders as they swarmed the party. Legs and other body parts flew into the air while dad, Rynaki, and Dágfárik hacked them into pieces. Dad’s first sons had skill, but it was sed nature to him, demonstrating why he had the title of Alpha and his accodes. Watg dad wield his on had me in awe.

  An individual’s skill could only go so far when fighting against a legion of adversaries. That was where the spiders had superiority; they quickly surrounded us, some sneaking beyond the first yer. Fortunately, their bodies were fragile, and my bde easily sliced through them like butter. The yellow-green goo that was their blood was disgusting. It was thick, slimy, and, Faer, did it reek.

  “Help!”

  I tilted my head towards the sound, Róstran in a perilous predit. He inned by a thick web, his ax out of reach, and a spider was on top of him. Lárus came to his defense, knog the creature off of him. The sed spider nded a bite on my twin brother’s back, his yelp distrag me. Lárus threw it over himself, finishing it off with a downward stab.

  Before I k, a different spider jumped on me, firmly pnting me on the ground. I held it back by pg my sword in its mouth. Fun fact, Hawk Spiders didn’t have traditional fangs. They had humanoid mouths with sharp, pointy teeth, and their faces wouldn’t win ay awards anytime soon. Having it close to my face, furiously attempting to bite me, made me officially hate all spiders. I couldn’t stand the feeling of its entire body.

  The formation was crumbling apart as the onsught tihat mom had to get herself dirty. Her skills with a on were minimal pared to everyone else, but dad must’ve taught her the basics at some point. However, her motherly rage pensated for it; her brute strength did most of the work. I’ve seen her furious before at Lárus and me when we were pups, although this anger was distinctive, ing her personality. She threider at me, knog the other foe off of me, and I was able to stand up. I ran towards my brother and Róstran, stabbing a spider through its sides before it mao nd a sneak atta Lárus. Lárus nodded his thanks at me, resuming his focus on the enemies.

  The assault was relentless; the sea of legs covered the forest floor. I of stupidity, Róstran ran towards the fallen carriage away from any source of prote. Lárus and I realized he didn’t have his on with him.

  “What are you doing?” I shouted.

  “I have an idea,” Róstran answered. Some of the spiders were pursuing him.

  Lárus repared to go after him. “Let’s go, Kaera.”

  “What about mom?” I asked.

  Lárus and I gnced over to where mom was. She stood back-to-back against dad and our two stepbrothers. They were holding up against the horde, severely dwindling the number of spiders, but they suffered injuries and became sluggish in their attacks. Dágfárik and dad had spider webs on them. Leaving her would jeopardize her and the unborn whelps' health.

  My brother looked at me after the split-sed observation. “At this rate, we’ll all be too tired to move, and that’s the best-case sario. Go ahead ahem; I’m helping Róstran.” He took off after Róstran.

  My instinct coerced me into joining Lárus without any moment of sideration. As I was catg up, I tried to rationalize my decision to disregard dad’s order instead of telling dad the main reason. Mom is in capable hands, and she has plenty of kills under her belt. Lárus and Róstran will most likely perish without assistanbsp;It was the best I could think of at the moment.

  Slig spiders left and right, Lárus, and I carved a path of death and age towards Róstran as we catch up to him. Róstran had just enced sc the wreckage when we arrived, rummaging through the mess. He took a couple of seds to aowledge our presence while I barely killed a spider that was about to bite him, standing iween him and it. Then, Róstran resumed his search. When he located his target, his eyes lit up, pulling out the fireworks.

  “A-ha!” Róstran excimed triumphantly. He searched the mess some more. “Now, where’s a source for a fire?” He became giddier once he found flint and steel.

  “How’s that supposed to help in our situation?” Lárus and I asked simultaneously.

  “Watch.” While we were proteg him, Róstran began striking the flint against the steel till the sparks materialized. One of them mao ighe fuse, aossed the firework. “Actually, you might want to shield your eyes within the following five seds.” He shouted his advice as loud as he was capable of.

  Heading Róstran’s input, my twin sibling and I turned away from the firework, c our eyes. The device erupted in numerous crackles, and the envirourned bright like somebody summohe sun. I was expeg a spider to hit me at any moment since I couldn’t fight at the time, but I was only met with terrible shrieks of agony from the araids. Not a single leg, mouth, or other body parts tacted against my body while the firework was still active. My visiourned several seds after the light faded, no enemies in the viity.

  Mom, dad, and the two stepbrothers were not so fortuh regaining their sight, a sign that they didn’t shield them fast enough. They stood still, on edge with ons at the ready, panting with exhaustion. “We’re safe, for now,” I spoke, defusing the tension. “The spiders are goheir stances ged to non-threatening, starting to roam around with their haended forward. Alerting them to our presence first, Lárus, Róstran, and I guided them to the carriage, letting them sit on the ground. Slowly, they regaiheir visioer another.

  Dad stood up, walked a little bit, and turowards the group, mainly at the three you members. We couldn’t tell his exact mood, but we felt threatened by his presence. “Speak.”

  “Huh?” We uttered, figuring dad would give a piece of his mind first.

  Dad folded his arms. “I want to hear your side of the story before I render my judgment about you three breaking formation.”

  “I ran towards Róstran to protect him whe pinned by a Hawk Spider’s web,” Lárus answered. “I wasn’t going to leave him to die.” I agreed with him.

  “Admirable, but why did you, Róstran, run towards the carriage?”

  Róstran looked petrified at the attention fog on him. He tried to shrink himself as best as possible at the stepbrothers’ ire and dad’s stern gaze. I swore that his nervousness came close to imploding him. “I remember from school that Hawk Spiders loathe bright light, and it dawned ohat we had some fireworks in the carriage. Since you, dad, have the proclivity to purchase fireworks with bright colors and big explosions, it was easy to locate oo do the job. I only recalcitrated your order because I believed it was the best course of a. Kaera and Lárus went with me for prote.”

  “That true?” Dad asked Lárus and me.

  “Yes,” we answered together, standing in front of Róstran. The three of us thought we were in the clear when dad ged to a friendlier demeanor.

  “I knew I was asking much when I gave you your on today, Róstran. Had ditions been more ideal, we would’ve never fought the Hawk Spiders at all. You have a knack for strategy and ingeniousness, demonstrated with the fireworks, which are traits I admire for a leader even if other Alphas disagree.” Dad looked at Lárus and me . “I also pliment you two for not abandoning him.” The three of us thumped our tails at the praises. “However, with all that being said,” our expressions dampened, “you three disobeyed my order as your father and Alpha. You left your pregnant mother more in precarioushan she already was. I’ll take your answers and the result from your as into sideration while I determine your fate, but that won’t happen now. We o leave before the spiders return.” He issued a and to everyone, looking around the forest from where he stood. “Gather our belongings; it’s safe to assume that we’ll travel by foot for the rest of the way.”

  By Faer’s benevolehe steeds found us while we walked towards our actual residence. Dad was the most ecstatic out of everyone as he ied them, uttering a prayer of gratitude to Faer. One horse suffered minor scratches; the rest were unscathed. Despite their return, there weren’t enough for us to get a ride. Mom had a horse, a grey oo herself to ease her strain of bearing pups. The stro-looking horse, a brown one, became the pack mule, limiting us to two steeds to ride on. Thankfully, the Hawk Spiders wisely learo avoid us because of the fireworks.

  On one occasion, in a safer part of the try, mom and dad decided to have sex in our presence. If a female Fenri, especially a Direfenri, had a high libido, then a pregnant version took it up a notch from what I observed and learned from my parents. Out of curiosity or shameless excitement, I watched them mate from beginning to end out of the er of my eye, making sure to not ruin my stealth.

  I watched mom bend over dad’s sheath while at his left side. Her fingers delicately worked it, coaxing the tip to protrude. As the red flesh emerged slowly, they nuzzled their heads against each other’s, kissing and nipping around the areas. A guttural, dominant growl came from him, making my crotch wet while she nibbled on his neck. In response, he tched hard on her right breast, fondling it and moving it around, and her positive yip and moans added more to my arousal, not to mention their sts filling the tent.

  “Keep it up, and we’ll have an audience real soon,” dad enunciated.

  Mom gave a smirk. “At least they’re old enough.”

  “As much as I enjoy the thought, our offsprings heir sleep, and our st will most likely give them wet dreams and increase their output of pheromones.”

  “Hmm, you’re right.” My mother leaowards dad’s ear. “That means you’ll have to suppress y, bad Fenri side.” Perhaps intending to issue a challenge, she tugged it with her teeth, growliively.

  The sight of my stepfather’s penis almost made me gasp, but I mao stifle it. My mind wasn’t in a haze induced by my heat when dad and mom demonstrated intercourse in front of me, Lárus, and Róstran, so I was able to prehend what she dealt with. Her fingers barely ed around the thick shaft on her right hand, and it was long without the knot being present. The Direfenri in one of the porn pictures appeared to beat his, but the photo’s perspective may have had an influen the size. Still, dad’s shaft was a sight to behold. Since he had half of Direfenri in him, my mind wondered what Lárus’s penis was like, jecturing that a Direfenri naturally possessed a rger endowment than a standard Fenri. I shook that thought out of my head.

  I should’ve focused on sleeping, although it was impossible to break free from the tra my parents. Mom was in the middle of sug dad’s rod, effitly handling a bit over half of its length in her mouth. Growling tently, he was stroking the back of her head. His left hand wandered down her back to her butt, disappearing from my view. Her eyes lit up, suggesting that he was toug her intimate parts, and she gri him with his dick still in her mouth. Sing her maw with her left hand, she proceeded to lick his testicles, lifting each orb with her tongue. Her other hand joined in at his ballsack, fondling parts of the s that wasn’t licked.

  Shortly after, mom got on top of dad, positioning her buttocks on his cock. She enjoyed holding him back as she stimuted his prick with her rump. While she slid her glutes on it, the knot came ience, pleting its entire length.

  Having enough with mom teasing him for a couple of minutes, dad forcefully had her otom. I thought he went th, but her genitalia revealed she relished the force. The se of her ag submissive to him reminded me of the auburn Fenri and the male Direfenri from the picture, and my sex began ag. They id on their sides, presentih a clear view of the unioweewo disparate genitals. He was iween her legs.

  Dad started off gentle and slow but powerful with his thrusts. The force produced sounds of his balls boung off her and made her pregnant belly, and swolles bounce. Her huffs made it clear that she was in a state of euphoria, her eyes closing tightly shut as she surrendered her body to him. It retty, eveic, sight of two lovers engaging in the culmination of their love, making me gd she found her lifelong partner for real, reassurihat their Mating Ceremony wasn’t a mistake, and I smiled a little.

  Each peion from the steady pace made his knot strain against her vagina, the opening stretg a tiny bit wider to aodate it. As he pierced her with his fleshy spear, his mouth tched onto her neck, grunting like a feral. I didn't know how many minutes passed as I secretly withem mate, but it was suffit that he fluctuated his speed, going to fast, short thrusts first, and then shortly into long and slow till I beheld dad’s ker my mother’s pussy. Her moans were louder than his because his mouth was full of her fur. He bucked several times, assuming that he ejacuted from every one, and a diminutive amount leaked from her slit.

  Obviously, mom and dad weren’t doh just one round. In aing turn of events, he suckled on her left tit, and milk flowed forth. I suspect he was training her for her future pups since he sucked her boob for every drop she had, giving her a long kiss. As he did, he deposited the st remaining milk into her mouth from his, some liquid escape their lips.

  I thought they would ence immediately after my parents were free, but they had other ideas. Mom presented her ass to her mate while on top of him, fag his penis that glistened from semen. She licked it again, accumuting the cum oongue and swallowing it. She made sure to se her husband’s genitals till nothing remained. His head moved, so it was my only indicator that he ossibly ing her groin simultaneously as her. Appearing to savor the stimution, she paused her work to let out several low moans, ag like his muzzle was his phallus.

  “Oh, fuck,” she huffed. “Right there, lick me right there.”

  “Faer be damned, you taste delicious back here,” my stepfather replied.

  Mom sounded like she had anasm just from dad’s licks alone, and it owerful climax. I noticed his face was drippi with fluids as it emerged from the her region. At first, I thought she discharged waste from her bdder, but him happily lig his chops forced me to resider what the liquid was. There was some jealousy in my chest that she could cum like that while mine eluded me.

  As my parents got into position for their sed round, my right hand slipped past my pants and underwear, feeling ho my slit was. Watg mom go down on dad’s penis instead of plowing her aroused me. I was subtly rubbing my vulva to not alert them I was awake. Caressing my clitoris pelled me to hiss lowly, and I paused ihat I was too loud. They weren’t aware of the minor hiccup, so I picked up where I left off.

  I kneas in trol in this instance of them coputing. It was my mother, and she wasn’t afraid to dominate dad. She exploited her strength of a Direfenri by pinning him down with her arms wheried tain trol of the situation. Usually, he attempted whenever she removed his cock from her vagina, teasing him in some fashion. Sometimes, she would gyrate her hips with the shaft in her slit. In my head, it was to weaken him, beholding him melt from the movements, so she could gain the advantage. I was moister from discretely jag-off by the time his kirely enged itself inside her.

  Not running out of steam, my parents went on for multiple more rounds as I spied on them. I lost t at how many times they fucked although they escated their for one another. It got to the point that it wasn’t the ‘beauty and the beast’ se from the wanton book anymore. They slowly became savage animals, giving in to their primal desire to breed, and they behaved like feral life, reduced to grunts and snarls. Yet, I sehey weren't demonstrating their entire repertoire in their sexual arsenal. As much as I loathed to do it, I had to cease masturbating to them so I could catch adequate amounts of sleep and lessen my st’s footprint. Somehow in the middle of them utilizing a myriad of sexual positions, I mao remove them from my head, transitioning to a dream inspired by them for the remaining hours of rest.

  The i with the Hawk Spiders extehe travel by several days, making us arrive home te oag 27th. Acc to the caretakers, Dad was right in urgently leaving Akuv?llur as soon as possible. Even if we left at the earliest moment, the Alpha Prime’s letter would’ve beaten us by a day. He was tired from the trip, too lethargic to i it and, more importantly, to give his you sons and daughter his verdict as he went to bed with mom, and the rest of us followed.

  I thought my fatigue was enough to make me sleep like a Saber-Tooth Squirrel during hibernation, but a knock roused me from my slumber. Believing it was my twin brother, I ehat I was in my underwear before walking to the door. My eyes blinked when I discovered it wasn’t him. It was Róstran, and he was in his clothes.

  “Hi, Kaera,” Róstran said, appearing timid.

  “Hi, Róstran,” I responded, projeg friendliowards him. “You need something?”

  “I just want to give my gratitude again for proteg me from the Hawk Spiders; I thanked Lárus earlier.”

  “Anytime, and you don’t have to keep thanking me or Lárus every time we e to your aid. Anything else?”

  At this point, Róstran acted more bashful, rubbing his head. “Is it too much to ask to sleep in your room tonight?”

  “You had anhtmare?”

  “Yes. I also enjoyed how you, me, and Lárus slept while we traveled bae.”

  While we slept in the wilderness, Lárus, Róstran, and I merged into one pile of fur. My tail wagged slightly that Róstran ehose moments of my twin brother and I getting closer to him. “Sure, you .” Smiling, I moved to the side, allowing Róstran to enter, and I shut the door. “Umm, how e you didn’t ask Lárus?”

  It didn’t take mue to know that Róstran’s timidness increased from the question. “Uhh, just between you and me, his snores are parable to male Tiger-Seals’ mating calls.”

  It was uandable that my blood-reted sibling snored loudly; I had grown aced to it in the shack, so I wasn’t bothered during the nights roughing it. It was amusing to hear Róstran’s parison that I had to chuckle a few times.

  My tail thumped hard and fast when I perceived Róstran utter as we id in my bed, “Night, sister.”

  “Night, brother.”

  I actually stayed awake from a tingliion or butterflies in my stomach while Róstra with his back towards me. It was weird since my heart stopped, and Lárus and I took it a minor step or two further when we slept earlier. However, I shrugged it off, believing that it had been a while since I slept naked or in my underwear. I suffered in my regur clothes orip bae while my parents and two oldest stepbrothers were fortable being nude while sleeping.

  Just when I thought I had obtained some sleep, I was alert, sensing nearby movement and sounds. Róstran had aical or different dream, and it was distressing him. Yeah, I should’ve asked permission from him, knowing that he loathed being touched by aside of mom and dad, but the side driving me believed it was alright since he called me sister for the first time. I was subtle to not disturb him as I pced my hands on his shoulders. Remembering the lulbies mom sang when my twin sibling and I were pups, I began to sing as soothingly as possible like she used to. Soon, Róstran’s trembles disappeared, paving the way to my rest, and he appeared cute in his tranquil state as I closed my eyes.

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