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You got lost. A vacation with an exotic location, in a country that doesn't speak English, with a tour guide who moves too fast and doesn't allow you a moment to admire the ruins around you. So you stopped listening. Followed an overgrown path. Walked longer than you should...
...much too long. But everytime you think to turn around, another amazing view, statue or plant is around the corner. They're bringing you further up the mountain. A cool breeze a your back, warm sunlight through the trees. Then a low cloud mists over the path, and you're lost.
You see stone arches. Each brick is carved with constellations. You walk under the open entrance into a grand courtyard of telescopes, globes, and... beasts. Lions with human heads of gigantic size to accommodate their mass. Long manes of hair that part just above their wings.
You scream at the unnatural sight and run backwards into a third one behind you. Soft fur buffers hard muscle beneath. You fall trying to escape any movement. No attack happens, but you manage to hurt yourself anyway: skinning your arm on the cobblestone path. All three sniff the air in hunger.
They circle you, now too afraid to move. Their monstrous mouths are more lion than human. One has already started to drool.
"A gift from the gods," one purrs.
"It seems they are listening," the drooling one adds.
The third is more stoic. "But why is there only one?"
"Hey, I came with a whole tour group. I could just go get them. Way more people to eat," you say, not meaning a word of it, but the position your in right now is certain death. You'd take your chances in a group if they take your bait.
To your surprise two of them laugh.
"Why are you laughing?" You stand up on shaky legs as the jovial beasts flick their tails into question marks.
The stoic one looks you in the eye. His pupil is the size of your fist. "When does one plus one equal three?"
"What?"
None of them answer. They continue to stalk around you. There's a tension, a power struggle through glances and impatient paws over who will get to taste you first.
And you're suppose to answer a riddle?!?
You were never good at riddles. One plus one always equals two, always. Doesn't it? If you answer right will you be spared? Or will it at least buy you more time.
"Can I get a hint?" You ask, not really expecting an answer, but the drooling one does.
"What leaks without faucet and can dry up in a rainstorm?"
"More riddles?" You pause, frustrated with their pacing and vague responses. "Why are you playing with me?"
"What season lies in the middle of spring, blossoms in summer, and bears fruit before the frosts of winter?" The last replies. His blue gray fur stands apart from the others. But his eyes... the way those sapphire orbs scan over your body... a look that is all too familiar, yet exceedingly unexpected: lust.
All three of them look ready to pounce.
The riddles come together with horrifying clarity as you look below each's legs to find a firmly erect member beneath...
Season in spring - "Mating season," you gasp and the blue beast smiles proudly.
Leaks with no faucet- "...and a vagina?" the drooler nods excited.
"One plus one..." oh no...
"Well, in this case three plus one," The stoic one smirks. "We all must inseminate you or one might become too territorial."
"No!" You yell, crossing your arms over your chest and squeezing your legs together.
The drooler laughs, "Would you rather we eat you?"
"You've been chosen to bear magical children who will become the caretakers of this temple."
"You will live out your days pampered and highly regarded as a mother of mages."
“Now take off your clothes."
They’re blocking the gate and all directions but one... you run towards the temple.
You only make it to the stairs when one trips you. Claws shred your clothes and leave shallow cuts along your skin. "No!"
"Human Will has no power here."
"You answer to the gods now."
"May their will be done."
One mounts your back, drool drips on your skin. You try to crawl away, but he pushes his weight down on your shoulders. You yell against the unforgiving stairs.
The blue beast snarls and then the other. An angry argument proceeds in growls you can't understand. But the drooler steps off you to defend against an attack from the blue one. The stoic leader eyes you but doesn't stop you as you run up the temple steps.
When you get to the top, you nearly trip into a giant pool. Its water is so clear, it reflects the sky above.
"Cleanse yourself," the leader orders behind you. The two below are still fighting. Their hisses and thuds of impact can be heard even up here.
"Please let me go."
"And risk the possible end of my line? Would you have this temple fall under the care of pixies or fawns?"
You don't know how to answer that question. Your head hurts from the cognitive disconnect of these two realities.
"I will be gentle. The water will help."
Your eyes dart around for exits, but the inner temple is yards away at the end of the pool. You fiddle with the shreds of tattered clothing. You wince as your fingers trace one of the claw marks across your side.
"Or would you rather start with Mintaka?" The drooler? You shake your head sullenly.
You wince, taking off the rest of your clothes. The scratches across your skin stretch and some bleed. You can feel bruises forming on your chest, abs, and thighs from the stairs.
"What's your name?" You ask, shaking at the thought of this beast and what he is about to do.
“Alnitak," he answers, squaring his shoulders as your gaze covers over every massive paw and golden limb. "The water will help."
You don't move and he sighs, "Or I can chase you again."
And end up back on the stairs or worse?
“All-nit-ach" you repeat his name as you step into the pool. At this end, the water is as high as your chest. It soothes your scraps like aloe. The ache in your bruised body diminishes as well. "Wow."
“Sacred water," Alnitak replies, stepping into the pool himself. His fur clings to his body, leaning his form to the muscles beneath, but he's still a large beast. You clutch the side of the pool, as he approaches.
“Under the gods of the sky, I swear to protect you, mother of my heirs," he vows, propping his front paws on the pool's edge at either side of you. His massive face now soft with compassion. His mane tickles your cheek as he kisses your forehead. But his gentleness doesn't hide the stiff member jabbing your stomach. "Now turn around."
The water ripples with your shaking. His heavy chest breathes deeply as his cock traces the skin of your body turning around obediently. You're crying in high emotions of fear and anticipation.
“The water will help," he reassures you, again. Time slows as he adjusts himself, lowering his cock down your back. His wet, furry chest leans against your back as he angles himself between your legs. You have to spread your legs wider to accommodate his girth now a heated pressure against your lips. You close your eyes and tense up in fear. He wiggles himself into your tight folds.
“Ah," you gasp as he juts his hips to help his tip enter.
“Perfect," his entire body purrs around you. And time stops. You feel his heart beat against your back. His wet mane covers your shoulders like seaweed, clinging to your skin. His cock throbs as your body stretches to accommodate him. Every nerve within you is awakening to what is about to happen.
“I'm next!" The drooler, Mintaka, announces as he leaps onto the platform. His fur is covered in scars, but they soon disappear as he jumps into the pool. The waves from his splash send more shivers up your body as Alnitak tenses around you. He hugs you closer and causes his penis to push deeper within you, rubbing your sensitive spot.
You moan, biting your lip to stifle it, embarrassed at getting any pleasure from an animal... monster... was there a difference? You want to think so as he pulls out and then slides back in, hitting the spot again. You moan again, still trying to muffle it.
Alnitak answers with a possessive growl.
“Are you done yet?" Mintaka interrupts, and Alnitak snarls, his cock stiffening, burying itself deeper within you. You cry out, shuddering as he hits your inner wall. Mintaka stalks away noisily in the water.
You hear the third enter the pool, but your eyes are shut in pleasure as Alnitak starts a rhythm within you. Each thrust allows him within you more as you open your legs wider. His large ball sack smacks against the bottom of your thighs and adds an up current that swirls around your clit. You gasp for breath as his pace quickens. He roars and snarls in unintelligible phrases that resonate with a primal part within you. You let go, cumming against his cock as he sheaths himself completely.
He lifts you out of the pool and spills his seed in a gush of sperm that warms your womb, canal, and drips down your thighs.
“My turn!" Mintaka jumps out of the pool and you stiffen in fright.
“Lean on me," Alnitak whispers, collapsing in front of you so you can bend over. Laying your head on his back, you listen to his steady breathing as Mintaka hovers above you.
His claws dig into your hips when he mounts you. Pressing into the wet fur of Alnitak's hind, you cry out in pain as Mintaka thrusts into you with a jarring force only eased by Altinak's sperm lubricating the way. You cling to your first mate, bury your face in his body, and pray for a quick end.
He tears you apart. Imprinting his raging cock like a knife carving in wood. Mercifully, he's done fast. His cum mixes with Altinak's within you. You cry, hiding your face. Altinak's wings caress your back in comfort.
But then the last is rolling you over, away from Altinak. His blue fur blurs your vision.
“Alnilam," Your guardian hisses, but the other beast only shrugs as Mintaka jumps back in the pool.
“If you want to cling to something, cling to me," the monster says, his hulking body eclipses you, and drips water onto your chest. Then he locks eyes with yours as he dips his hips down, grinding against you. "I will not have you thinking of another while I mate with you."
Your face heats up at the intimacy. You're aware of Altinak's steady gaze, but don't look away from Alnilam.
“You've accepted your fate," he states as you open your legs to him.
“I've accepted this moment," you answer honestly.
“Good," he says, but you cut him off with a shocked gasp at his size. He's much bigger than the other two. "You're ready."
He pushes himself inside, forcing you to lift your hips as he bends down and steals a kiss. You bite his lip as he stretches you to a size you didn't know your body could obtain. His cock becomes a tight seal. Instead of thrusting, he twists his hips and vibrates with an intense array of micro movements that send you reeling with sensations of pleasure and fullness.
“Accept my seed as the first heir," he whispers with controlled breaths as you cum against him and then cum again. His technique chains your orgasms together until you can't stop yourself from grinding for more.
When he finally cums, there's nowhere for it to go except in your womb. His massive cock blocks it from going elsewhere. Your stomach rises as your womb fills with his seed and remnants of the others.
You collapse beneath him. His cock is still sealed within you. Part of you wonders if he'll even be able to slide out.
“You'll make a good bride," Alnilam sighs, content. He playfully wiggles within you. "I can see why the gods choose you."
“I'm not staying," you state, too exhausted to be anything but honest.
Alnilam rolls on his side, taking you with him. Alnitak spoons your back in a fuzzy wet nest that smells of sex. Mintaka stands guard at the stairs of the temple.
“We don't mind chasing you."
“Our women aren't the only hunters."
“We'll always find you."
Alnitak and Alnilam lick you. Their large, rough tongues can clear an entire breast or shoulder blade in one flick. They clean you and each other. Trapped between them, with Alnilam's cock still inside you, causes another wave of pleasure.
“Perfect girl."
“Gift of the gods."
“Made for us."
Maybe they are right, but you aren't willing to give up on your freedom just yet. You just need a little rest in this nest of warmth and fur.
‘Mother of mages’ did have an interesting ring to it though...