Harem King's Collection: Turning Beastkins Into Desperate Wives!-Chapter 42: Sleepless in Her Arms

Stahl wasn’t sure what she had done in her life to deserve her current situation, but she was either extremely grateful, or begging for repentance, either of which relied solely upon the decision she had not yet reached on whether this was bliss, or torture.

The night had started out amazingly. The she-wolf had confessed the feelings she had been afraid to, and Aster had accepted them, no, returned them even! If that wasn’t enough, she even got to hold the human as he drifted off to sleep against her own body. The freezing circumstances may have been the real reason that bonus was added, but the canine greedily accepted the added spoil.

When Aster had succumbed to his need for rest, Stahl got an up close and personal view of the young man relaxed at last, finally freed of the burdens he bears. The she-wolf loved how many emotions she could read on the human at any given time in the waking hours, but when he was like this... When he was finally at peace and without his walls in the depths of his dreams? It made Stahl want to hold him even tighter, swearing to protect such a wonderful sight at any costs...

That is, until Aster rolled over in his sleep, moving his face into the soft, fuzzy bosom of the she-wolf, and pressing the front of his body down into the warmth of her own as he wrapped his arms around Stahl waist.

All Stahl could do was gasp in surprise at what she felt. Aster was excited... And that excitement was now contemptibly pressed against her thigh, making the dozing human swell even more. The scent of arousal wafting up from Aster was overbearing, encompassing over all else, and demanded every modicum of Stahl’s attention.

Her mouth started watering uncontrollably, helpless against the sudden sweetness on her tongue, while low in her belly, an ember caught and glowed, trapped between the she-wolf’s thin pants and Aster’s stomach. A slick warmed bloomed between her thighs, a liquid gold pull that drew her muscles taut, weaving damp heat into the cradle of her hips. It was velvet fire beneath the press of fabric, melting her resolve into a pool of aching want.

Stahl felt Aster’s warm breath on the fur over her beating heart and actually shuddered in her predicament. Within a quick flip that lasted no longer than two seconds, the she-wolf was forced wide awake once more.

Stahl couldn’t move, only hold Aster in silent stillness. Her mind was screaming a million different things at her, but she couldn’t manage to trust a single one. One part of her believed she should wake the young man or try to adjust him off her rosebud to avoid embarrassing herself... Another wanted to force Aster’s hand just a bit lower where the insistent pulse between her thighs ached for his attention.

One thought was to try and roll him over again, where he wasn’t pressed so tightly to her, but another right after was begging Stahl to roll on top of him and pin Aster into the dirt...

Finally, after about ten minutes of her suffering, Stahl’s breasts swelled with a tingling fullness, the damp heat against Aster’s skin no longer containable by the she-wolf’s fleeting willpower.

Aster shifted his position just slightly as the soft, heavy weight of her boobs pressed more insistently between them, gliding over his face and chest. Stahl instinctively squeezed him tighter when Aster moved against the aching sensitivity of her nipples, a sharp gasp escaping her as shameful pleasure coiled hot in her belly.

She arched without meaning to, the friction forcing a sudden, warm spurt of a milky liquid from one peaked tip pearling onto Aster’s skin. Stahl shuddered again, though this time in guilt.

As much as she loved the idea of marking Aster with her scent, Aster needed to be the one to choose that. Not like this... It wasn’t right. This thought brought the she-wolf down enough from her high to get a hold of both her desire and her surging emotions. With a few deep breaths and a lot of willpower, Stahl was able to calm herself just enough to make her engorged chest shrink back to their natural size in protest. Even still, the she-wolf didn’t get too much sleep that night, but she wouldn’t trade a single moment of it regardless.

When Aster woke up the next morning, the sun was just beginning to peak over the horizon, bringing gentle warming reprieve to the chill of the fading night. He stretched lazily, nuzzling into his soft, fuzzy pillow as he did so by squeezing his arms around it tightly.

That was the best sleep he’d had in weeks! He was so warm, so cozy... And that earthy smell... Realization shot through the human’s mind as he recalled exactly who his pillow really was and exactly what he had said to that pillow before passing out on top of her.

Aster’s skin flushed red, as he slowly inched his face up from where it had been buried into Stahl’s plump breasts to meet the familiar, fanged grin of the canine staring back down at him with those breathtaking grey eyes.

Stahl was smiling at him, but there was something cocky in that expression of hers. Aster went to sit up, but the she-wolf just kept her grip on him for a moment longer, holding the human in her embrace, gently rubbing her fingers across the smooth skin beneath where her hands rested. Aster blushed harder as Stahl just kept looking at him with that same silly smirk. Finally, the human broke the silence.

"Hey, Stahl..."

Stahl let out a small huff as a gentle laugh. She moved her muzzle down just a bit and gave Aster a quick little lick on the cheek before she answered, jumping straight to it so Aster wouldn’t have to.

Hey, Aster. So... Last night... I... I know you need to go slow with things, and now isn’t exactly the best time for all this... And I’m good with that... So just, since you know how I feel about you now... If you ever... When you’re ready to move forward... Wow, this is harder to say than I thought... I’ve never actually been this nervous talking about sex... I don’t want to rush you or pressure you, I just want you to come to me when you’re ready... I guess that’s what I’m trying to say. I’ll do this however you need me t-"

The stuttering she-wolf was cut off from her rambling by the human simply pressing his mouth to her muzzle once more, effectively stopping the nervous babble as the she-wolf relaxed into the action, happily letting Aster steal her very breath away by the simple, tender action.

Aster pulled away a moment later and stood, taking the cape draped over his back with him while he offered a hand down to Stahl.

"We can talk about it later. Just let me think about some things first. I-I want to do those things with you, but not here. Not quite yet..."

The human nodded slightly at four on-looking beasts a short distance away from the pair. Stahl followed the notion and saw that all four bore looks of disgust his way. They had witnessed the kiss just then and weren’t afraid to show their disdain for such a beast that would actually stoop so low as to kiss one of those monsters.

Stahl felt a knot of anger form in her stomach as she realized Aster had been aware of the disapproving stares all along, that this is why he was so reluctant to give in to her, because Stahl would deal with the same treatment now that she was subjected to daily.

The she-wolf didn’t care for her sake, but it made her disturbingly mad for Aster’s. She was going to say something, but a pleading look from Aster was enough to stop her. She would hold her tongue for now. Instead, the pair woke Rust and prepared to move out with the rest of those present on the first day towards their long journey home.

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