The Ugly Duckling Of The Tiger Tribe-Chapter 193: We’re going to the camp

"I’m the one she needs."

Fenric flinched as if he’d been struck. He looked at me, seeing the way I was gasping, my body caught in the middle of a biological battle I couldn’t win on my own. The thought that he and Damar were inadvertently hurting me by being ’too strong’ was a bitter pill to swallow.

He looked up at Noah, still having his concerns.

"Are you sure of what you’re saying?" He asked, and Noah looked up at him, saying nothing. "You’re still a stranger to us, and you’re suddenly saying things that we do not understand."

"You think I’m making this up just to have rounds with the little tiger?" He asked, tilting his head, his breath jagged and his eyes unsettled. "Well then, why don’t you find it out yourself?" He asked, getting up to his feet but I instinctively reached for him.

"N-no, don’t... Don’t go. It’s hot."

I grabbed his leg, leaving Fenric’s hold, shocking him and Damar.

"Please, it’s hot... Do... Do something. My baby, I... I don’t want to lose it. It’s so hot." I pleaded, as if it were the only way to get rid of my current situation.

Fenric and Damar had hurt in their eyes.

"I know you care for her, but will you really let your ego and hostility towards me hurt her?" Noah asked. "Right now, she needs me and... When I marked her, I stopped being a stranger. She became my priority and I became one of her men. So drop it and stop getting in the way."

Damar bit his lip, anger surging through him as he gripped his clenched fist even tighter. But then he let out a soft breath and freed his grip.

He looked at my pale, sweaty face, my pathetic begging, and then closed his eyes.

There was no way to deny it at this point.

He opened his eyes and looked at Fenric.

"He’s not lying, Fenric. We can both see the situation she is in right now and even if I hate it, there is nothing we can do to help."

Fenric’s chest heaved. He looked at the mark on my wrist—the black wolf head—and then at Noah’s desperate, rut-clouded face. The hostility didn’t disappear, but the priority shifted. My survival and the survival of the cubs in my belly were the only things that mattered.

"Then move," Fenric commanded, though his voice was thick with suppressed emotion. "We’re going to the camp. While you do it with Arinya, we’ll watch to make sure you do not cross the line and hurt her. You shall do what is needed to save her and the cub."

Noah didn’t argue. He leaned down and scooped me up, his muscles clenching as he turned toward the route they had appeared from.

I clung to him, my mind far gone, my only focus being the way his scent and the temperature of his body seemed to finally quiet the screaming fire in my blood.

More... My thoughts screamed and I reached my hand for his face, stealing his lips in the moment we were supposed to move.

There was an aching hunger in my belly, and a dryness in my throat that only he could quench and satisfy.

Fenric and Damar saw this, but they could only seeth, grinding their teeth and looking ahead.

I couldn’t care about their pride anymore because my body had set a priority on Noah, and so, I had lost my mind.

The walk back to where we set up camp felt like a blur as the only thing I could remember was ravaging the lips of this black wolf, using my fangs to play with his fangs, as if they would do anything, and then I bit his neck.

As soon as we got to the clearing where our things were, Noah slowly lay me down on the blanket, but he didn’t pull away. It was more like he couldn’t, since I clung on to him like chewing gum on hair, and he, too, could not tear away from me because of his rut.

It was like a physical weight pressing him down onto my body, his breathing coming in ragged, desperate hitches as he hovered over me.

My hands stayed on his neck as my fingers tangled in his dark hair. I didn’t wait for him to move.

He kissed my neck, kissed down until he had one of my breasts in his mouth, sucking rigorously with his other hand roaming my body.

One hand held one of my legs up, and the other found its way to my pussy, shoving his fingers in to make sure I was still nice and wet down there.

Uncontrolled moans flew out of my mouth at the movement of his fingers and the sucking of my mouth.

It was so stimulating that I lost my mind. I bobbed my head and bit my lips while clutching his hair tightly until he released my breast and brought his lips back to mine.

"I just checked," his voice rasped against my lips. "You don’t have any breast milk yet."

"What?"

He crashed his lips on mine again, once again making me to lose all reason, and the mind to actually contemplate our current situation.

The dryness in my throat, that strange, hollow ache that water couldn’t touch, finally began to vanish. I drank in his scent and his heat, my tongue seeking his with a desperation that made me whimper against his mouth.

His finger thrusts grew heavy and I felt myself reaching ecstasy.

"I... I’m cumming," I said over my lips.

"That’s good," he growled and then kissed my chin. "Cum for me, little tiger."

My body shuddered, and I shut my eyes, releasing a round of thick orgasm that cleared my mind by a fraction, leaving me panting heavily, like someone who had held their breath for hours.

Behind us, I heard the sharp, pained intake of Fenric’s breath and the rustle of Damar’s scales as they watched. They were right there, hovering at the edge of the blankets, very close, their shadows tall and imposing in the small space around us.

Noah groaned deep in his throat, a sound of pure, lustful need. He kissed me again, this time it was messy and frantic, a collision of two beast folks who were no longer in control of their own skin and were ready to get on each other’s.

For the first time since the fever started, the fire in my blood didn’t feel like it was burning me alive—it felt like it was finally being directed where it needed to go.

"Little tiger..." Noah gasped against my lips, his grip on my waist tightening until it bruised and I felt something hard and hot pressed to my entrance. "Right now, I’m going to devour you."